Looking at Eva lying on her back on the ground, breathing heavily, her body drenched in sweat, Christian couldn't help but be captivated. His gaze was drawn to the small drop of sweat sliding slowly between her gravity-defying breasts, leaving behind a glistening trail on her pale, white skin.
The scene in front of him was that seducing.
But, then there was her scent, thick in the air, and seeming to permeate the entire room already, filling his lungs and clouding his thoughts, was intoxicating him.
… Even with all of that, a small part of his mind drifted elsewhere, silently thanking his Idle System. He was truly grateful for its existence.
These exercises were difficult, demanding on the body—he knew that well. But knowing was one thing; seeing Eva, who was supposed to be in excellent shape, reduced to this state was another. It reminded him just how much of a blessing his system truly was.
Yet, while those thoughts lingered in the back of his mind, what truly took the forefront was Eva herself. The way she subtly brushed her damp hair aside, the way her glowing skin glistened under the light, the way she sent him brief glances, deliberately, even through her exhaustion.
Christian couldn't help but think that she had a natural knack for pulling at his attention, for awakening his desire… his primal desires.
Looking at Eva lying on her back on the ground, breathing heavily, her body drenched in sweat, Christian couldn't help but be captivated. His gaze was drawn to the small drop of sweat sliding slowly between her gravity-defying breasts, leaving behind a glistening trail on her pale, white skin.
The scene in front of him was that seductive.
But then there was her scent—thick in the air, already permeating the entire room, filling his lungs and clouding his thoughts. It was intoxicating.
…Even with all of that, a small part of his mind drifted elsewhere, silently thanking his Idle System. He was truly grateful for its existence.
These exercises were difficult, demanding on the body—he knew that well. But knowing was one thing; seeing Eva, who was supposed to be in excellent shape, reduced to this state was another. It reminded him just how much of a blessing his system truly was.
Yet, while those thoughts lingered in the back of his mind, what truly took the forefront was Eva herself. The way she subtly brushed her damp hair aside, the way her glowing skin glistened under the light, the way she sent him brief, deliberate glances even through her exhaustion.
Christian couldn't help but think that she had a natural knack for pulling at his attention—for awakening his desire… his primal desires.
"Should I give you a massage to help you relax your stiff body?" Christian asked, not wanting to disappoint her.
Eva, intrigued by the direction he seemed to be going with, replied, "Well, that would be nice… but you won't let your hands wander too much, right?"
'Why are you asking such an obvious question?' Christian wondered internally. Still, with a righteous tone, he asked, "Do I seem like the type to take advantage of the situation?"
"Actually, you seem exactly like that type."
Eva delivered the hard truth with her ever-present smile.
A brief silence settled between them, yet neither Christian's nor Eva's smile wavered.
Finally, ignoring the comment, he moved toward her, gently turning her onto her stomach. Then, he started massaging her carefully.
Christian didn't immediately let his hands wander, and explore her body. A process he had become quite accustomed to, yet never tired of.
Instead, he genuinely focused on easing her sore muscles. After all, these exercises, if not done correctly and without his Idle System, which ensured only the benefits was delivered to him, could be quite harmful to the body.
Christian equipped with his abundant skills now, and an Advanced tier of the Human Biology skill, a field in which his knowledge had reached a level few, if any, could rival. As unlike conventional experts who specialized in narrow fields—be it neurology, kinesiology, or cardiology, Christian had studied everything, leaving no aspect untouched. His understanding of the human body was not just deep but all-encompassing, allowing him to grasp connections that even the most accomplished specialists might overlook.
Even though he had never formally learned the proper techniques for massage, his extensive knowledge meant he would instinctively knew what needed to be done and what should be avoided. Pressure points, muscle structure, blood circulation—everything was mapped out in his mind with surgical precision. It was no surprise, then, that his hands moved with an expertise that made it seem as though he had been trained by the best.
And how could he not be skilled? He had even researched massage techniques specifically for this moment—for her. It was, of course, for Eva's benefit… but also for his own enjoyment. After all, he wasn't about to let such an opportunity go to waste. With each deliberate movement, he indulged himself, relishing the feel of her body beneath his hands as he took full advantage of the situation.
Then again… who was really taking advantage of whom?
Christian, focused on his work, couldn't see Eva's face. If he could, he might have realized that beneath her expression of pleasure, her lips were curling into a victorious smile, a slow, triumphant shift that couldn't be hidden. But who had she won against?
Christian froze for a brief second at the sound of her low, crisp cry. He had just finished massaging her back and arms, his hands now resting on her thighs… still barely maintaining his focus on the massage. At least, that was the intention.
But that sound, soft, unintentional, and yet undeniably alluring, had already begun to break his concentration. And his hands reflected that change, lingering just a little longer on her smooth skin… pressing into her supple flesh with a touch that grew less clinical and more indulgent.
But was he truly the only one forgetting his original purpose?
Eva, too, was losing herself in the moment, her previous worries fading into the background.