After having spent plenty of time in a bath, steaming and sipping wine, champagne and eating grapes like a goddess, it was time for a massage. Rattios himself was there to tend to the business shark. Just as the others he was also rather lightly dressed, not that Alyanah could complain seeing a tall muscled dragon and having him rub her where ever she wanted.
She'd be lying to herself if she said dirty thoughts hadn't crept into her mind while lying on the table, her top undone and feeling those strong hands working out every knot in her back from all the stress back home.
"You're good with your hands, very good." She threw him a grin over her shoulder and despite being a red dragon, she could have sworn she saw him blush ever so slightly.

This weekend couldn't get much better than this, the royal treatment, the goddess treatment...
It ended far too soon, if Alyanah had the choice to she would have stayed there for a month...if she'd ever leave, considering the treatment she was offered there, she'd be insane to want to leave at all.
With a heavy heart she does return back to the bar though where Rey has been tending to everything while she's been away.
Rey casts a glance to Alyanah, without words he asks how it was and the only word she has to describe it is a whisper on her lips.

"Bliss..."

Rattios belongs too me

Alya an story belongs too  thenoirbar

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