SENSITIVE

SENS || 04

Jeongguk sat in the waiting room of the huge building. He didn't think the place would be so big. Apparently his masseuse was running late so another person was going to give him a massage. He was only waiting for his robe and locker number. Jeongguk wasn't so sure of what to make of this new experience, he was just ready to get it over with.

"Jeon, Room 203. Go down the hall and make a right to get to your assigned space." The person at the desk exclaimed before getting Jeongguk's robes and other essentials out. The ravenette walked over to desk and grabbed his things, along with his key for his locker. First the boy stopped by the locker rooms, getting undressed and putting on his robe. Shoving the clothes and shoes into the locker, he walked out and down the hall to get to his room.

He wrapped his hand around the door nob, pushing it open slightly peeking inside. He was hit with the smell of cinammon and lavender. As the smell invaded his nostrils, he quickly walked inside closing the door behind him. Jeongguk scanned the room, the lights were off and in place of them were five candles. All burning brightly, giving the room a golden orange glow.

Bottles sat on a little stool by the massage table, all types of oils and creams. Slowly he walked towards the table. The thin silk robe clung to his natural curves, making every move he made sultry and seductive. His breath was labored as if there was some type tension in the room, consuming him whole. Luckily the boy chose to keep his underwear on, he didn't want to just expose it all to a stranger he didn't even know.

He shyly got on the massage table, the silk robe scrunching up showing the skin of Jeongguk's very thick thighs. The position he sat in on the table was very feminine in a way. Legs folded but laying on there side accentuating his backside. Minutes passed as the boy waited on the table, he was beginning to question if he should've came here.

A loud female voice interrupted his thoughts though, it had came from an intercom in the corner of the room.

"Please get in your position for you massage your masseuse will be there shortly, don't forget to remove your robe and experience pleasure in it's greatest form at Bliss."

Jeongguk did as he was told and had took off robe and laid down. His heart was beating right against his chest. Never having experienced this he was scared, he didn't want someone to touch him and then he ends up farting or something. The ravenette wasn't too keen on embarassing himself at all.

A soft creaking of the door filled the room, drowning out the crackling of the candles. Jeongguk's hands clammed up as he pressed himself closer into the massage table. Sounds of footsteps came closer, as the masseuse's shoes clicked against the cold tile floor.

Then all Jeongguk could hear was a deep addicting voice, traveling through his body.

"I'm Taehyung I'll be your masseuse for today. If you have any requests you can make them throughout the session. I hope you enjoy your time here at Bliss, where pleasure is our specialty."

"Y-yeah." Jeongguk responded meekly. He didn't want to think it was who he thought it was, he was hoping it wasn't.

"Well first I'll be using this french lavender massage oil. It's been warmed up a bit, tell me if I do something you don't like."

Jeongguk tensed up when he felt the oil get poured on him. It trickled down his body, causing him to shiver. "Are you okay?"

"M-Mhm I-I'm fine." His voice felt like it was caught in his throat, too afraid to really object or complain.

Taehyung continued on with what he was doing, his eyes traveling down Jeongguk's body until he saw something that was in the way, "Seems like we have a problem."

"A-A pr-problem?"

"Yeah a problem, you left your underwear on. Is it okay if I take them off."

"S-Sure i-it's no big deal." The boy let out in a high pitched squeak.

He felt Taehyung's long fingers curl around the waist band of his boxers. Pulling them down, the fabric starting to scrunch up as it made it's way to Jeongguk's backside. With every tug and pull Taehyung's warm fingers brushed up against the latter's flesh, sending waves of warmth through his body. The ravenette squirmed when Taehyung pulled the underwear down his legs.

"T-Tae wh-when a-are y-you gonna st-start?"

"In a few Jeongguk. I just need to take in this body of yours. It seems your curves have gotten even more noticeable and defined."

Jeongguk reveled in the way Taehyung's voice sounded, until he realized that Taehyung had said his name. He didn't even tell him his name. How did he know his name?

"H-How d-do y-you kn-know my n-name?"

"Don't act like you don't recognize me Jeongguk. It's dumb that you think I wouldn't recognize you. Your body is different from others."

As Taehyung spoke he dragged his fingers down Jeongguk's back, coating his hands in the oil rubbing his flesh in circular motions. Down the delve of his back, pressing his hands deep into the curve of Jeongguk's spine. They kept moving downwards, till they were right above Jeongguk's ass.

"So soft, so beautiful, so perfect."

His words matched his actions as he began to kneed Jeongguk's bottom. The ravenette whimpered and pushed his ass back against Taehyung's hands, his body reacting on its own to such a familiar position.

"You're still so sensitive baby, so so sensitive."