I Became the One Who Takes. 99

## Chapter 99 - (6)

"Wow, what is this?"

Cecile was immediately impressed by the sight of the room as she stepped inside.

She seemed touched by the transformation of my room, which must have looked similar to hers.

Among everything, the item that caught Cecile's attention the most was the perfume I had bought.

"Hey! This costs 3 gold coins a bottle..."

She looked back and forth between me and the perfume with a surprised expression.

I hadn't really cared about the price and just chose the one with the best scent, but it seemed to be quite a famous perfume.

Seeing Cecile holding the perfume bottle preciously with both hands, I smiled and said, "If you give me a massage, I'll give it to you."
"R-Really?"

Cecile's eyes widened as she asked me again, and I nodded.

It wasn't a particularly expensive perfume for me.

It wasn't too difficult to obtain either.

Then, Cecile looked at me suspiciously.

"...Do you, by any chance, like me?"
"..."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her words.

She was overreacting over just a perfume.

No, wait.

In a world where a knight's annual salary ranged from 10 to 20 gold coins, offering a 3-gold perfume out of the blue could make her think that way.

If you think about it, it was a perfume more expensive than a monthly salary.

As I waved my hand, denying it, she added a doubtful remark.

"We're friends, right? Do you know my ideal type?"

I didn't know.

But there was a way to find out.

I looked at Cecile and appraised her Seongbyeok.

[Seongbyeok: Prince Charming, Duke, Ambition for Success]

Hmm.

It was the Seongbyeok of a woman dreaming of changing her life through marriage.

Certainly, with this, it was an ideal type that most men couldn't even approach.

At the same time, it was an ideal type that was difficult to achieve forever.

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to relieve your body a bit since you said you had a hard day today."
"...Saying it like that makes me kind of angry."

Cecile frowned when I said again that I had no such feelings.

The most difficult thing was a woman's heart.

Before giving her a massage, I told her that I had something to prepare.

"Prepare?"

She looked at me with a puzzled expression.

There was nothing difficult to prepare.

I took off my armor on the rack prepared in one corner of the room, wiped my body with a wet towel,

and then wrapped a large towel around my body. That was it.

But it wasn't easy for her to accept.

"T-Take off my clothes? Without leaving a single thread?"
"...Well, underwear is okay."

I wanted to tell her to take off even her underwear, but I said this because I would be openly suspected if I did.

Then, Cecile, as if contemplating something, sighed and went behind a screen in one corner of the room.

Clunk.

The sound of armor falling to the floor with a thud was heard.

After that, there was a sound like skin brushing against skin.

I took that sound as background music and moved busily.

I sprayed a small amount of perfume on the bed and a little in the air.

Soon, a subtle floral scent spread throughout the room.

And I prepared body oil.

Come to think of it, this was also a bit pricey.

According to the story of the merchant selling it, even the young ladies of the Duke's family actually used it for skin care.

Whether that was true or just a sales tactic, I didn't know.

"I-Is this okay?"

Cecile walked out with a slightly awkward look, wrapped in a towel.



I couldn't help but be embarrassed by the sight.

"...What about your underwear?"

No matter how I looked, there was nothing but her bare body under the towel.

There was no trace of underwear.

"After moving so intensely in the dungeon..."

It seemed that her underwear had met its end, unable to withstand the intense movements of battle.

Looking at her voluptuous body under the towel, it wasn't hard to understand.

I led Cecile to the bed.

Cecile seemed satisfied with the scent wafting from the bed and lay down slowly, face down, with a pleasant expression.

"So this is the scent..."

She buried her face in the pillow, forgetting the suspicion she had towards me.

It was a good thing.

"Then I'll start slowly."

I poured body oil on my hands and rubbed them to slowly adjust the temperature of the oil.

It could be cold if I applied it right away.

When it reached the right temperature, I carefully stroked the back of Cecile's neck, who was lying face down.

It was a part where tension easily built up, especially when someone was nervous.

Therefore, if I loosened this area first, the tension would often be relieved as well.

Although not as much as modern people who constantly use their phones or computers, Cecile's neck was also quite stiff.

Was it because the work of the Knights was arduous?

I carefully infused a little bit of my internal energy to loosen it up from the inside.

I did it in the same way that I felt refreshed when I massaged my own body, so it would be effective for Cecile as well.

As I expected, the tension in Cecile's body began to ease.

"Umm... you're good..."

Cecile said, making a languid sound as if she felt good.

Encouraged by her words, I pressed down firmly on her shoulders next.

Cecile's skin was soft, but the muscles beneath that skin were strong enough to feel the training she had undergone.

That was why my massage worked even better for Cecile.

"Hnn... good..."

Without stopping there, I lifted her shoulder blades with my thumbs, and a sound like air escaping flowed from Cecile's mouth.

It was a sound that would blow away a man's reason.

I also took a deep breath to regain my composure.

After that, the massage continued.

From shoulders to arms, from arms to back, from back to waist.

With each touch, Cecile's wariness weakened, and at the same time, her body relaxed softly.

And my hand went down and settled on her buttocks.

"...Eup..."

Cecile looked up at me slightly, startled, but I maintained a calm face and silently pressed down on her buttocks.

Her hip joints and pelvis.

While loosening those two areas, I sometimes stimulated Cecile as if by chance.

Cecile, who had been saying a word or two from time to time, somehow kept her mouth shut this time.

And when I went down a little further from her buttocks and stroked her thighs, Cecile spoke softly.

"Is... is this all part of it?"
"Yeah, doesn't it feel good?"
"...It feels good... but it also feels hot..."

After hearing my answer, Cecile now completely covered her face with the pillow.

It wasn't just because of the perfume.

When I slipped my hand between her legs, Cecile switched her legs and closed them so that I couldn't put my hand in any further.

But my hand nonchalantly dug into the inside of her thigh and continued the massage.

I gently turned and loosened the inner groin of her thigh.

I put my hand in deeply and pressed the inside of her abdomen.

"..."

Cecile's voice was not heard well as it was buried in the pillow, but her reddened ears were telling me that her body was heating up.

I said to Cecile in a soft voice.

"Now turn over."
"Huh? N-No! Not now..."
"Quickly."

At my urging, Cecile hesitated, then turned her body while covering her face with both hands.

And I could see why Cecile had hesitated so much to turn over.

"..."

Changes had already occurred in her heated body.

The slightly sweaty towel was starting to show through, and her two protruding nipples were clearly visible through the towel.

Knowing that fact herself, she was biting her lips tightly and covering her face.

That shame was conveyed even through the gaps in her hands covering her face.

"I'll continue."

I continued the massage without saying a word.

This time, I touched her more boldly.

I spread her legs and massaged her thighs entirely, and sometimes I stroked her legs up, making my fingers brush against Cecile's precious area.

Shiver.

Each time, Cecile trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

So much so that obscene vaginal juices were flowing down.

As I persistently targeted her thighs and abdomen, Cecile's climax began to continue deeper and longer.

Using internal energy to stimulate every corner of Cecile's body accelerated her excitement.

Finally, when I pressed down firmly on her uterus, Cecile reached her climax.

Perhaps it was the mental strength of a knight.

Even in this moment, she endured her moans and only trembled her body.

"...Cecile."
"...Umm?"

Perhaps still dazed by the pleasure of her climax, Cecile replied in a slightly blank voice, different from her usual self.

"Shall I do it here too?"

I slowly placed my hand on the mound of her vagina.

Then Cecile trembled her waist.

It seemed that her body, heated by the massage, was reacting just by placing my hand on it.

"Don't be too embarrassed, it's all part of it."
"...I see..."

As if relieved by my words, Cecile spread her legs.

Cecile had mustered her courage, so now it was my turn.

As I raised my hand and slowly stroked her vagina up and down, Cecile began to breathe heavily.

Cecile began to shed obscene juices non-stop with just a few light strokes back and forth.

Her clumsy waist trembled, and Cecile kept grabbing my arm tightly.

"I-It's strange..."

She looked at me as if asking for help in the face of the waves of pleasure she was experiencing for the first time, but I simply increased the degree of stimulation even more.

This time, I put my fingers inside with two fingers.

Cecile's vagina, sensitive to stimulation, bit my fingers tightly.

As I rubbed and massaged the clinging vaginal walls with my fingers, a moan finally flowed from Cecile's mouth.

"Keuheuk... Ahh..."

Cecile, twisting her body and emitting moans, was no longer in a situation where she could care about the towel that had loosened and started to show the side of her body.

"Are you okay?"
"Umm..."

Cecile nodded slowly at my question.

And she asked me.

"Keep... doing it..."