Full Body Massage

Full Body Massage.

	Luffy Forgeborn looked up at the exotic building, her full lips parting in a silent gasp of marvel at the unusual architecture. The Gilded Lotus, for that was the name of the building, was decorated with pillars and buttresses, garlands of sweet smelling flowers from the outside world hanging from every conceivable location. Clashing colours stood out against the bleak stonework of the surrounding buildings, drawing Luffy's eye no matter where she tried to look.
	The sight of such a building, so alien to her Dwarven sentiments, left Luffy uneasy. Her grandmother – Torag rest her soul – had told her never to trust a building covered with flowers. In fact, the elderly woman had never trusted anything to do with flowers, or anything else that grew under the sun. A true Dwarf, that one - Luffy missed her dearly.
	Again, Luffy's eye was drawn to the tapestry of flowers draped across The Gilded Lotus, one nervous hand slipping into her pocket to finger the scrap of vellum stored there. It was an invitation, given to her by her workmates as a reward for diligent service, to The Gilded Lotus. Her friends had been vague about what The Gilded Lotus actually was, eventually calling it a massage parlour.
	Luffy certainly wasn't going to pass up a good massage, especially a full body one, after the long hours she had put in at The Axe and Hammer. There was never a quiet moment at the old tavern and Lufffy's job involved carrying a lot of heavy ale casks up and down stairs. She was well suited to the work, with broad shoulders and strong arms, but aches and pains were all too common. That's why when her friends offered her the chance to, in their words, loosen up a little Luffy had jumped at the chance.
	Like most Dwarven women Luffy was something of a tomboy, keeping her dark hair short and favouring simple, practical clothes. Her body, however, was far from boyish, with large breasts and sturdy hips that brought in plenty of tips from the tavern's patrons. More than once she had received propositions at work, or even outright offers of coin in exchange for some time alone, but she had always turned the offers down, cheeks burning at the forthright suggestions.
	It wasn't the Dwarven way to be subtle about such things, but Luffy had never quite gotten used to it. Often, her workmates would vanish into the alcoves in the back of The Axe and Hammer, only to swagger back not long after with their pockets full of coin, giggling at the scandalised look on Luffy's face.
	Luffy shook her head, curls of hair swaying with the motion, and tried to clear her thoughts. She must have looked like a simpleton, staring up at the floral building with blank eyes and a slack jaw, but the street was empty enough that – perhaps – nobody had seen her. Summoning up her courage, or a measure of her grandmother's belligerence at least, she marched up to the wooden door and knocked firmly.
	The door was opened almost immediately, a pale skinned human waiting on the other side. The sight of the foreigner came as a surprise, followed by the realisation that the door itself had been tall, built to suit members of all races. Luffy assumed the young human was male – without a beard, it could be hard to tell the men and women apart – and followed them inside. When the silent human slid behind a low desk, sitting down on a plush floor pillow, Luffy tentatively held out her invitation.
	“I see,” the human said at last, scrawling an elaborate marking on the vellum with an inked quill, “You're at the end of the hallway, with the Lindgren twins. Don't worry – they're our very best, you're in good hands.”
	“This is for a massage, right?” Luffy asked, lingering around the desk for a moment longer.
	The receptionist paused for a moment before giving Luffy a knowing smile and nodding. “Yes Milady, that's right,” he said, although the tone of his voice set Luffy on edge. It was if he laughing at some private joke, likely one at her expense. Luffy eventually decided against pressing the issue, somehow certain that the blank faced human would offer her no answers. Instead, she set off towards the corridor he had pointed out, the swishing sound of her skirt filling the quiet passage.

	None of the doors were marked, with nothing other than a different shade of paint to set them apart from each other. The air here was laced with the fragrances of countless different oils and unguents, all overlapping to form a heady perfume that left Luffy feeling light headed. For someone used to the smell of ale and sweat, the odour seemed almost unbearably sweet.
	The corridor was unnaturally quiet, the stone walls seemingly absorbing all sound. Magic, Luffy realised with a shiver, though she could only guess at the purpose. To ensure privacy, she asked herself, or for some other function? The uneasy feeling that she was doing something illicit only grew as she reached the end of the corridor, clenched fist hovering a few inches away from the door's wooden surface.
	Before she could knock, the door was opened from within by a tall, beautiful looking Elf. One half of the Lindgren twins, Luffy assumed, although nothing else was certain. Untroubled by a single strand of hair, the Elf's face reminded her of the human's androgyny, but taken to the extreme. Their golden hair was long, tied loosely back from their face with a length of glossy ribbon to reveal a small tattoo – a lotus flower – on their left cheek.
	Dressed in a flowing tunic, the Elf's attire offered her no hint towards their gender. It was only when they opened their mouth to greet her that she realised the Elf was male, his voice low and musical. Compared to the standard barking accent Luffy had grown used to his voice was a little hard to understand, but the overall effect was endearingly exotic.
	“Excuse me, are you Luffy Forgeborn?” the Elf asked, bowing his head slightly. Even with his head bowed he was significantly taller than Luffy, as was to be expected from one of his kind. Suddenly unwilling to talk, for fear of making a fool of herself, Luffy nodded. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, my lady,” the Elf bowed again, lower this time, “My name is Anders Lindgren, if it pleases you.”
	Something about his manner of speech made Luffy want to giggle. He was treating her with the care and grace afforded to nothing less than a fairytale princess, far above anything the young Dwarven girl had ever experienced. The chivalrous treatment made Luffy feel like she should play her part and act like a lady, but she wasn't sure if she could pull it off. Her fellow barmaids were content to tout their feminine wiles for all they were worth, flirting with customers and walking with their busts on display, but that had never been Luffy's style. Still, the idea of being treated like a girl for once was strangely alluring.
	“It pleases me well,” she managed, holding a hand out for the Elf to shake. Anders surprised her, taking her rugged hand in his own manicured grip and kissing it softly. Although she knew in her heart that the Elf was only playing his own part, Luffy couldn't stop herself from blushing uncontrollably.
	“Then allow me to introduce my brother, Piers,” Anders let go of Luffy's hand, indicating the far side of the room with a sweeping gesture. A second Elf was waiting further into the room, so still that Luffy had taken him for a statue. Piers approached, and Luffy noticed that he was nearly identical to his brother. They shared the same features, and both of their bodies were tight with muscle, but Piers had his lotus tattoo on his right cheek.
	“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, my lady,” Piers said, both his phrasing and tone identical to that of his brother. Like with Anders, Piers took the hand Luffy offered and kissed it. “Now, my lady, would you care to undress?” Piers asked, gesturing towards a stone slab, “We will, of course, leave you alone while you change if you prefer.”
	“Change?” Luffy asked, before she noticed a carefully folded tunic – the same kind that the Elven twins wore – resting on the stone slab, “Oh, I see. Uh, yes, a moment alone please.”
	“Very well,” Anders replied, “We shall return shortly,” bowing again, the pair of Elven brothers retreated behind a side door and left Luffy alone.

	Luffy paused, taking a moment to convince herself that she was truly alone before she started to undress, first unlacing her bodice before slipping it off entirely. Without the supple leather of her bodice to keep it in place, Luffy's dress flapped out to hang loosely from her body until the young Dwarf stepped out of it. Hesitating slightly, she decided to remove her undergarments as well, hiding them amongst her other clothes as she folded them up neatly.
	Though unwilling to stand around for hours, Luffy couldn't help but take a moment to examine her naked body in one of the many full length mirrors that decorated the room. The room was warm and the young Dwarf felt strangely at ease, her earlier nerves banished by the calm Elven twins. Her hands were steady as she picked up the loose tunic, slipping it over her head.
	Obviously designed for a Dwarven frame, the tunic hung comfortably off her frame, though the thin material did little to hide the twin bumps of her nipples. In fact, the material brushing against them only seemed to make the little nubs of flesh harder, sending a shiver though Luffy's body. Eager to hide the growing protrusions, Luffy lay down on the stone slab, resting her chin on a plush velvet pillow. The slab was surprisingly comfortable, even for someone used to stone furniture.
	As if they had sensed her settling down on the stone slab, the twins returned to the room and approached her. “Are you nervous?” one of the twins – Anders – asked, leaning down so that Luffy could see his tattooed face.
	“A little,” Luffy admitted, surprised at herself for letting it slip out. The strange atmosphere had done more to loosen her tongue than a barrel of ale.
	“Do not be afraid,” Piers said from somewhere outside her field of view. Bottles tinkled as the Elf sorted through various vials of perfumed oil before making a decision. The scent of some nameless flower filled Luffy's nose as Piers rubbed the oil into his hands. Delicate hands brushed against her back as Anders unclipped the tunic, cleverly hidden pins coming undone as he spread the material away from her naked skin.
	The first stream of oil that touched her back was warm, the bottle brought to a pleasant temperature by Piers' touch. Slowly, his hands began to spread the oil out across her back, already soothing her muscles with the slightest touch alone. Even someone like Luffy who knew nothing about massages knew that the Elf was truly an expert.
	A second pair of hands started stroking her feet, fingers dancing across the rough, calloused skin with a curious sensation that just stopped short of being ticklish. A heavy sigh slipped from Luffy's lips – she hadn't even realised that her feet were sore until Anders laid his hands on her. Suddenly she realised that with Anders kneeling by her feet, her tunic wouldn't hide a thing. The thought brought a hot flush to her skin, but she was reluctant to move away for fear of disturbing the twins' work.
	Starting with her shoulders, Piers began to massage the tender muscles with skilled hands. Far stronger than his slender frame would have suggested, the Elf rubbed and caressed her shoulders, alternating between long, smooth strokes and shorter, more intense jabs that sent shivers through her entire body.
	Anders continued to rub Luffy's feet, fingers tracing out languid circles as though he was following a pattern that only he could see. Slowly, his hands left her feet to move up her legs, his palms smooth against the soft flesh of Luffy's calves. The Dwarf realised that she was breathing heavily, her body warm wherever the oil had soaked into her skin. The sheer sensuality of the encounter began to dawn upon her, causing a different kind of heat to blossom within her body.
	Piers' hands followed the line of her body, climbing the curve of her shoulder blades and roaming down the expanse of her back. There they parted to caress her sides, travelling down until they rejoined one another in the small of her back. Tightening into fists, his hands kneaded the flesh of her back like dough, efficiently locating every knot of tension and forcing them to submit. Even when her torso felt loose and relaxed, Piers showed no sign of stopping. His hands glided up Luffy's flanks again, low enough for them to brush against the side of her breasts. Luffy couldn't stop herself from gasping quietly as the aphrodisiac oil sank into her breasts, leaving them tingling and sensitive.
	Showing no sign of the brief moment of contact – although it would be difficult to tell what the Elf was thinking, behind the perfectly composed mask of his face – Piers continued to work his magic on her body, working his way down one arm until he reached her hand. Luffy frowned slightly, more confused than anything else. There was nothing wrong with her hands, no aches, cramps or anything else that might require curing.
	Her concerns washed away as Piers' oil slick fingers caressed the rough surface of her hand, touching her to the very tips of her fingers. His touch was more like that of a lover than a masseuse, Luffy realised, though she had little more than romantic stories to judge by. Enraptured by such a gentle touch, Luffy almost expected him to slip a ring onto her finger and pledge his love.
	Of course, he did no such thing. Without ceremony, the Elf stood and moved to the other side of her body to repeat the process. Luffy wiggled her fingers in amazement. They felt lighter somehow, as though the Elf had bestowed some of his airy grace upon her.
	Luffy gasped again, louder this time, as Anders' hands slid further up her legs, brushing aside the thin material of the tunic. Following the curves of her well-muscled thighs, Anders' hands came within a few inches of her groin before stopping. Amazed at herself, Luffy found herself disappointed that the Elf hadn't reached a little further. Thanking every god she could think of for the perfumed scent of oil filling the room, Luffy felt herself growing wetter as the Elven twins went about their business none the wiser.
	Though perhaps, Luffy thought with paranoid intensity, they knew all too well how her body was reacting. It was said that Elves had finer senses than most, and those who worked with scents would likely recognise the faintest trace of an unfamiliar smell. It was almost too embarrassing to consider.

	Sex was not something that Luffy had much successful history with. She was not a virgin – a brief and awkward encounter with a young baker had seen fit to that – but her first time had been the only one. The pain and difficulty of her first time had all but killed her desire for sex. At least, that was what she had thought until now. The brother's touch had awakened something in her, not just rekindling her sensuality but fanning the flames until they burned hot within her breast.
	Luffy suppressed a moan as she felt her legs spread slightly, the muscles obeying an urge more primal than anything her mind could produce. The Elven twins seemed unconcerned by her arousal, even though she was long past any hope of concealing it. If anything, their touches seemed to grow more sexual, lingering on her thighs and bust for the briefest of moments before moving on to tease another part of her body.
	Inhaling sharply as she felt a final set of pins being unclipped, a cool breeze across her naked behind told Luffy that she was completely naked, the tunic nothing more than a towel draped underneath her. A pair of hands – she had lost track of whose touch was whose – followed the curve of her hips, caressing her shapely buttocks before moving on down her legs. When the same pair of hands moved back up, they clung to the inside of her legs, brushing against the lips of her sex with a feathery touch.
	“Now wait a minute!” she cried out, sitting up with one arm wrapped around her chest for the sake of her dignity. Now that she had interrupted the twins, however, Luffy had no idea what to say. “I, uh, is this... normal?”
	“All part of the service,” Anders replied softly, his perfect smile faltering for a brief moment, “Were you not aware?”
	“No, I...” Luffy's voice trailed off as she realised that she had been hoodwinked. Her friends had a lot to answer for. “I thought this was a massage.”
	“As far as the authorities are concerned,” Anders winked.
	“Oh, I see,” Luffy nodded to herself. Brothels were banned from the city – not that the law had put a dent in the flesh trade, it had just forced the pedlars to adopt a veneer of respectability. Looking back, she wondered how she hadn't realised it sooner.
	“Are you uncomfortable?” Piers asked, “Would you prefer not to continue?”
	“Uh,” Luffy looked down at her feet, toes still tingling from the pleasure of their touch. Though surprised, her body retained the desperate hunger that their touch had woken in her and the idea of walking away unsatisfied was an unappealing one. “Don't stop,” she whispered, a vivid red blush filling her cheeks with the admission.
	She felt a hand on her cheek, lifting her face up to meet Anders' kind eyes. Without a need for words he leaned down to kiss her on the lips, his delicate mouth pressing against her own with surprising strength. Piers touched her from behind, his hands resting on her shoulders as Luffy lowered her arms, allowing the Elf's hands to glide down to her breasts.
	Piers' hands were as good at massaging her breasts as they were with the rest of her body, his touch firm yet gentle enough to skirt short of painful. Luffy's breathing grew heavy as he kneaded the soft flesh of her ample breasts, his small hands only serving to make them look larger than ever. The first touch of his finger against her nipple sent a shudder of unfamiliar pleasure through her, more intense than anything she could recall feeling. She broke her Anders' kiss, pulling her mouth away so that she could moan softly.
	Anders seemed undeterred, kissing the side of her throat as one of his nimble hands crept up the inside of her thigh. Parting her legs so that his hand could proceed unhindered, Luffy gasped, almost crying out as his fingers brushed against the lips of her sex. The silken folds of her slit were wet, beaded with the fruits of her arousal, and parted easily as Anders slid one finger along their length. When his finger was truly coated in the liquid Anders began to ease it inside Luffy's sex, parting her lips further apart as the digit slipped inside her.
	Unlike her first time, which had been clumsy and embarrassing, Luffy felt nothing but delight at the feeling of being penetrated. Leaning back against the firm warmth of Piers' muscular body, Luffy spread her legs further as Anders slipped a second finger inside her, her eyes drifting shut from the pleasurable sensation of fullness.
	Luffy's hands shook as she ran them down the front of Anders' tunic, seeking out the clever little pins that would let the garment slip from his body. More used to handling ale casks than delicate clothes, it took a while for her to find the first pin. After that, Anders guided her hand, his own slender fingers resting against her own as she fumbled the tunic open.
	Letting the unpinned garment slip from his lean, muscled body, Anders smiled as Luffy touched his chest, her hands roaming across the hairless flesh. The Elf's penis stirred as she rubbed his chest, blood rushing to the stiffening organ. The sight of his manhood, large and firm looking, brought a fresh blush to Luffy's cheeks, but she couldn't help but take it in her hand, feeling its weight for herself.
	Slipping his fingers out of her, Anders took Luffy by the hand and helped her down from the stone slab, leading her through to the side room. Inside, there was a large bed – possibly the largest bed Luffy had ever seen – with rich red sheets and several plush pillows scattered about. The bed creaked as Luffy and Anders flopped down onto it, letting the silky sheets caress their naked bodies. Piers joined them after stripping off his own tunic, pressing his naked body against Luffy's back.
	Sandwiched between the two Elven twins, Luffy reached down to grip Anders' penis and guide it towards her waiting entrance. The organ penetrated her slowly, sliding into her with the same gentle grace that Elves were famous for. Every inch that slid into her was heavenly, parting the tight walls of her sex to sink deep inside her. By the time his entire length was inside her, Luffy was panting with lust and pleasure, squirming with the need for his body.
	As Anders plunged his cock into the tightening embrace of Luffy's sex, his brother reached around to touch her clitoris, the dancing of his nimble fingers around the nub of flesh sending shivers of pleasure through the Dwarf. Luffy arched her back, the tight black curls of her hair brushing against Piers' chest as she nuzzled into him. Her breath caught in her throat as Luffy felt one of Piers' long fingers – slippery with massage oil – pressing against her anus. He paused, waiting for her reaction.
	Lust and good sense warred in Luffy's head as she tried to decide whether to rebuke the Elf or not. The debate was made difficult by the constant pulsating pleasure that filled her body, given life by Anders' deep thrusts. Eventually, she clenched her eyes shut and decided to listen to her body and the constant ache for greater pleasures. She nodded, bracing herself for whatever Piers was about to do to her.
	She had been expecting pain, but the feeling of Piers' finger entering her was accompanied by nothing worse than a curious discomfort. Even then, the discomfort faded as her rear entrance relaxed to let the oiled finger in. Throughout the whole process, Anders hadn't broken his rhythm once, continuing to thrust deep inside her. The two penetrations seemed to compliment each other, stroking her most intimate areas from both sides. When Piers removed his finger, Luffy wasted no time in reaching out for his member to guide it into her.
	Far larger than a single finger, there was some pain as he entered her but it was nothing serious – certainly nothing that would make her stop the delightful process of having both holes filled. Burying her face in Anders' solid chest to suppress her moans, Luffy surrendered herself to the unrelenting waves of pleasure. With each thrust, Piers pushed deeper into her behind until his hips were slapping against Luffy's ample buttocks.
	The sex continued, both Elves thrusting into her with steady rhythms, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The slow parts were the best, with Luffy able to feel every inch of them as they pushed into her, every ridge and contour of their members caressing her insides with lavish care. It was as though their massage skills extended to every part of their body and not just their nimble hands. If all Elves were like this, Luffy thought to herself, it was little wonder that they were so highly prized as courtesans!
	That was the last thing Luffy was able to think clearly before the first stirrings of an orgasm wiped her mind clean. Though unfamiliar, Luffy knew that the sensations building within her could be nothing other than a climax. It felt like an electric charge growing in her groin, hot tingles spreading out from her sensitive spots to every part of her body, from the top of her head to her toes. The charge grew until it seemed like it was impossible to bear and yet it grew further still, taking over her mind with a white heat.
	When her climax finally struck it was like a thunderbolt, forcing Luffy to cry out despite all her efforts to stay quiet. There was no hope of muffling something like that, leaving her with no option but to cling to her Elven lovers and pray that she wouldn't be washed away by the waves of pleasure pulsing through her entire body. The force of her orgasm seemed to batter her like a storm, leaving her dazed and panting by the time it finally started to subside.

	Luffy had thought that her first orgasm would have signalled the end of their bout of lovemaking, but a renewed set of thrusts from the Elven twins proved her wrong. The unexpected pleasure – so soon after her powerful orgasm – caused Luffy to squeal in startled delight. The lingering sensations of her climax seemed to mix with the pleasure of their thrusts, drawing the last few spasms of her orgasm out and building them into something new.
	In fact, the Elven twins' thrusts were not just renewed but redoubled, building in speed as they approached their own orgasms. The thought sent a sudden fear through her mind. After her first time, she had suffered an excruciatingly embarrassing visit to her local cleric. It was an experience she was hardly keen to repeat.
	And yet, the thought of making her Elven lovers pull out seemed unfathomably cruel, as well as denying her the pleasure of feeling them erupt inside of her. That moment of climax, when the invading member had brought forth a shuddering orgasm, had been the one bit of her first time she had actually enjoyed. To miss the chance of experience it from both Elves at once...
	“Don't pull out!” she cried, surprised at the desperation in her voice, “Please don't!”
	At first she thought that the twins hadn't heard her, but Anders' hushed voice reached her ears. “Don't worry, my lady,” he purred, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close to him as his thrusts reached their peak. For the first time his face contorted, twisting with the effort of keeping his composure intact as he finished.
	Hot seed flooded Luffy's sex, shooting out of the Elf with tremendous force and reaching into the depths of Luffy's slit. His last few thrusts managed to push deeper still into the young Dwarf, the desperate need to bury his seed in fertile ground granting the Elf new strength. His orgasm seemed to last forever, every rope of semen he shot into Luffy coaxing satisfied gasps from her parted lips.
	As though he had been waiting for his brother's signal, Piers' cock began to jump and pulse in an orgasm of his own. This one, buried in the tightness of Luffy's back passage, was enough to tip the Dwarf over the edge into her second orgasm, their bodies convulsing together at their matching climaxes. Near senseless with the force of her orgasm, Luffy was almost oblivious to the sensation of being filled up with a second dose of seed, although her body was all to aware of it, muscles clenching hungrily around Piers' manhood.
	Their stamina finally depleted, the trio flopped back down onto the bed in a panting mass. A shocking emptiness swept through Luffy as the Elves carefully pulled out of her, immediately stoking a longing need to be filled up again. The feeling gradually subsided as her body returned to normal, the throes of lust that had overtaken her forgotten for the time being.
	Seed leaked from both of her holes, soaking into the fine sheets and staining them with the pearly fluid. Though she was too tired to worry about the sheets, Luffy was able to muster a sense of dazed marvel at the sheer amount that was seeping from her. Her body was sweaty, crying out for a cooling bath after the bout of furious exercise. There were facilities for that here, no doubt, but she couldn't summon the energy to get up.
	“Drink this, my lady,” Anders nudged her, offering a small silver vial. Luffy took it and gave it a careful smell – there was only the faintest hint of an odour – before drinking it down. “That should mean you won't need to visit a priest,” the Elf explained.
	“Of course,” Luffy murmured. They would likely need a great deal of such a potion in a place like this, unless they had a priest of their own. Still, there was only so much enthusiasm she could muster for the logistics of the brothel, especially when she could barely keep her eyes open.
	“Sleep if you like, my lady,” Piers whispered in her ear, apparently reading her mind. Unable to form the words to answer him, Luffy just nodded and rolled over, carefully avoiding the damp patch on the sheets. Her body felt heavy and well-worn, but still better than when she had entered the brothel. Perhaps, she thought to herself as she drifted off into sleep, she would become a regular patron.