A Spa Day (MH, Roy x Kino)

Today was a lazy day for the two hunters known as Kino and Roy. It was a deliberately lazy day, however. Today, the two were being treated to a spa day, courtesy of Tanzia Harbor for repelling a wyvern attack three weeks ago. The harbor officials would pick up the tab, they were allowed free use of the place.

"I can't believe you're going too." Kino mentioned, looking up at the taller hunter.

"Hey, I'm quite secure in my masculinity." The silver-haired hunter replied, looking slightly insulted. "I'm not one to pass up a free day of pampering."

"Whatever you say, pretty boy." Kino teased, sticking out her tongue.

They stepped up to the gate to the "Golden Scale" spa, which was opened for them by two men standing nearby.

"Have a nice day, sir and madam." They both said in practiced cadence, Roy smiling nervously.

"That was kinda creepy, don't you think?" He muttered, avoiding looking over his shoulder. "I mean, just being in sync like that...?"

"Yeah, it was almost like they practiced, or were trained." Kino replied in a flat tone, rolling her eyes at her partner. "C'mon, pull the passes out of your pouch, I wanna get pampered already!"

"Yeah yeah, hold on."

Roy made a huge show of slowly pulling his pouch from around his back, opening it, and then searching through. He was going at a painstakingly slow pace on purpose, every now and again glancing up to see how frustrated the tiny wyverian was getting. The third time he looked up, she kicked him in the chest and took the bag for herself.

"Dick." She muttered, pulling the two tickets out and dropping the human's bag on his chest. Roy groaned for a moment, before picking himself up and putting his pouch back.

The steward at the entrance took Roy's bag upon entry.

"I'll take this for you, sir. When you leave, simply ask me and I will return it to you." He said as he put it in a pile with a bunch of other bags.

"...I'm sure." Roy said with a roll of his eyes, catching up to Kino just in time for her to be lead away by a man.

"Ah, and you must be Mr. Alomar?" The stewardess at the counter asked.

"I am." The hunter replied simply, watching Kino as she was lead into a private room.

"Good, good. This ticket is good for one private massage, at the hands of our best masseuse." She said, looking over at another door. "For you, that would be Olga."

Whatever fantasies Roy had about a lithe, young woman working him over were shattered when the veritable mountain of a woman plodded over to him. Olga was a thick, heavy set wyverian woman. Standing at seven feet tall and weighing in at three hundred and fifty pounds, she was Roy's masseuse today. Before the man could even begin to object, she had grabbed him and dragged him away.

Olga roughly dropped him on the table.

"Strip, now." The woman commanded, in an accent the hunter just couldn't place. He stalled for a second too long, which prompted Olga to do it herself. In one swift motion, she had the man striped and under a towel.

"H-hey!" He weakly objected, before being silenced by a stare from the wyverian woman.

She put a presumably exotic oil on her four-fingered hands, then began rapidly pounding on Roy's back.

"Olga from Wyverian Village. Small place." The large woman began, as small talk. Roy was in no position to respond. "Old home good to Olga. Olga not want to leave. Still, many opportunity here instead." The woman said, pounding her massive fists into Roy's back. Each of her fists was as wide as his entire body, and Roy audibly squeaked on each punch.

It was a few minutes before Olga spoke again.

"You no talk much."

Silence.

"You good client." Olga continued after a minute of beating Roy like a fleshy drum. Roy could only grunt painfully in response. "They pay Olga in potato. Is good potato though. Feed many back home, no need to share here."

Roy had opened his mouth to respond, but a pained gasp is all that left his voice box.

"Come now. Pain just weakness leaving body."
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Kino came out from her private room, blushing heavily and completely satisfied. Her masseuse had been wonderful. Gentle, responsive to her needs, and simply amazing.

Roy came stumbling out of his moments later, looking as though he had been hit by an airship. The way he simply collapsed at the desk suggested that he had been.

Wordlessly, Kino chuckled and grabbed Roy's bag, dragging the injured man home.

"C'mon Roy, I'll take care of all of those mean ol' ouchies."

"Kino." The hunter eventually muttered.

"Yeeeeees~?"

"I'll skip out on the spa tickets next time. I'll take their value in cash."