Chapter 47- "I Truly Understand The Meaning Of The Term 'Turned On'."-02

And she's hiding it.

Or at least trying to.

"Seneca? Can I help in any way?" I ask, feeling agitated.

"Uh," She grunts, finally revealing a slight crack in her stoic expression. "No,"

"Are you sure? You seem to be in pain?" I deliberate, feeling anxious to do something.

"This is nature." She pants, "You can't do anything about it," She breathes out in-between grunts and moans, shutting her eyes tightly.

"How about a back massage?" I blurt out and instantly slap a hand over my mouth in embarrassment.

Where did that come form?!

Oh yeah, From Beta Ezra's dirty influence.

"A massage sounds good,"

With that, Seneca rolls over, placing her hands under her neck and resting her chin atop them.

Wait, is this really happening?!

I guess it is.

"Um," I hesitantly push myself up and kneel on the bed, close to her side, wondering how to go on about this.

"May I...?"

She pauses for a beat.