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Ease a Little Tension (Broken Knight and a Brat)

Fancy_Brat

Fancy_Brat

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
"Excuse me! Would you like a flier? I'm offering every day!"

It was early afternoon in the large community. This would be the time where everyone was getting out of work or school, thus the busiest time of the day. the streets were all packed with people, car horns filling the air. A lone individual was moving as best she could through the crowd, carrying a handful of colorful fliers. Julie was a beautiful leopard girl at 19 years old. Her reason for being out here was simply for promoting her business. The flier read: "Need to relieve some stress from the busy day? Drop by for a nice massage to make you forget about the day! Please call for your appointments!" Julie was a masseuse, and did all her business at home where she had everything set up. The only problem was that she didn't have a single customer yet. She was hoping that today would be different. She went around the city, placing fliers up everywhere she could before heading home.

Julie's body was covered in a shiny golden-brown coat of fur with brown spots all over.Her eyes were a beautiful bright blue, and she had a very curvy and slim body. She was wearing a white tanktop with a pair of tight blue jeans and brown boots. Seeing a young woman like her offering a massage should have people lining up at her door. However, that wasn't the case. After a short walk, she unlocked the door to her home and plopped down on her couch. She then turned on the television and began flipping through channels. She hadn't gotten any calls or messages yet, and all she could do was wait.
 
It wasn't like he'd needed a massage. But, it wasn't like he had anything else to occupy his time or to spend his money on. So, when the large, black furred wolf stepped on one of the pieces of paper, he bent down, picking it up with the intention of throwing it into the garbage. But, when he read it, he decided that a massage wasn't such a bad idea. The tall, lean black wolf had enough stress at his job. His left eye had been slashed, from above the brow down to his cheek bone, a patch covering the destroyed eye now. Ever since then, they'd taken him off of the 'Number 1' beat detail and stuck him on 3, which meant he never did anything but sit around and throw darts at pictures. So, he decided, end in end, that a massage couldn't be too terribly bad, pulling his cell phone from his pocket, one of those new fangled ones that he could barely just make a phone call on and dialed the number.

Alexander was a tall, well built wolf, lean, but even at his young age, he already looked world weary. He never wore a shirt, since his fur covered what needed, and his only other garment was an old, worn pair of jeans. And not the store bought kind, the kind of jeans that gets worn through working outside and on cars. He should've been a ladies' man, but his job always came first, since he'd turned eight-teen, and he'd not so much as had a date in five years...
 
Julie slouched a bit on the couch as she seemed to be drifting off to sleep. All that effort she was putting into her business wasn't really paying off right now. It just seemed that people would find other means besides a massage to get rid of their stress. She was brought back to reality as she heard the familiar sound of her cell phone, vibrating a bit on the table near her. She slowly got up to retrieve it, not recognizing the number. Maybe it was a customer? She started to feel a bit excited now at the thought of having her first customer. she answered the phone and put it to her ear. "Hello! This is Julie speaking. May I help you with something?"
 
"How boring." He says, rather blatantly into the phone. "If you're going to answer the phone, at least start with your company's name and not your own, so it sounds more professional..." The wolf says, looking down at the leaflet in his free paw. "So, it says I have to call to make an appointment..." He made some basic inferences over the phone. She answered quickly and excitedly, meaning either she had very few to no customers. "Where do I need to walk to get to your place from 6th and Broadway?" He asks, not bothering with the appointment stuff any more.
 
The first few words that came through really weren't what she would have liked to hear. Her first call and she already made a bad impression. "Ah...sorry about that." She was glad to hear that he was looking for an appointment with her, and knew just where he was. she remembered posting a few fliers around that area. It had actually been the last place she put the fliers before heading back home. "Well, you're really not far at all. If you head north on Broadway and turn on Arrow, my house is the second on the left side." she said, wondering just what he would be like. She was already finding herself trying to picture it in her head.
 
Once he'd gotten the directions, he hung up the phone. Walking down the course that she'd instructed him to take, he arrives at the place, knocking on the door. Standing there, his paws in his pockets, he waits for the girl to answer.
 
After she had hung up, Julie went ahead to prepare everything for the session. She would have her customer head into her room were the table was. She had placed a mattress on top for them to lay on. She was surprised at how quickly he had gotten here and hurried back down to the front door. She unlocked it and opened it up, looking up at the wolf before her. "Ah...hello. You called earlier right?"
 
He waited a few moments at the door, his tail flicking behind him. Alex idly wondered to himself what a massage was like, but, more importantly, he wondered why it was at the girl's house and not at some place... you know. Professional. Either way, the door opened and the single eyed wolf looks at her and gives a nod. "I am." The large, world weary wolf says, not even trying to fake a smile, not that it would be believed, what with the patch over his destroyed eye making him look semi-evil.
 
Her gaze had moved to the patch over his eye. she could only wonder exactly what happened to him there, but decided against asking him. He looked like an evil general or dictator out of the movies, but tried to see the best in him. Perhaps he was a real nice person. "Well then, I'll just direct you over to my room then. I have everything set up already." She led him through a small hallway to her room, which had been dimly lit with a few scented candles around. The mattress was ready on the table. She grabbed a white towel nearby and handed it to him. "Here you go. I'll need you to put this on. Just cal me back when you're ready all right? I got a few things to get." And with that, she left him in the room to change.
 
A little towel? What the fuck. You give a 190 pound wolf a little skimpy towel and ask him to strip down? He literally stood there for a minute and stared at the towel as if it were some demon from hell that could only be killed by glaring, unblinkingly at it until it burst into flames. Finally picking it up and slipping out of his jeans, he puts the towel around his waist, barely able to loop the corner into it, and it certainly didn't leave an ounce to the imagination in the bulge on the front.
 
She couldn't help it if she had smaller towels than what he needed. She didn't expect him to be that big after all. those towels were actually her own that she just washed over and over. She waited in the living room for a little while, getting a glass of water to drink. He seemed to be taking his sweet time. "Are you ready? I'm coming in right now!" she called. Of course, there was one more thing to do. She wasn't quite in uniform yet...
 
He stands there, looking at the door. He felt almost nude, but a man that had led a life such as his own, he wasn't exactly shy. He could've stood there with no towel and been equally as fine. Watching her enter the room, Alex looks at her through his cool blue eye. "I'm ready." He says, not really knowing if she was supposed to be wearing something else or not, so what she had on, struck him as normal.
 
She noticed that her towel that she gave him just barely covered his behind. She couldn't help but let her eyes wander a little, but she knew better than that. "Ah...sorry about the towels. I didn't really go out to buy any, so I'm just using my own. I hope it's still fine." She had gathered a few oils and put them on a table nearby. "I just need to change real quick." she said, leaving the room. It was a few more minutes that she returned, simply wearing a black bra and panties. with him on the table, he probably couldn't see quite yet. It may have seemed odd, but she was just more comfortable doing it like this. "All right. She walked over to the table, mixing some of the oils in her hands as she walked back behind him, starting with his neck and shoulders. she started off gentle, slowly adding more pressure in the knots.
 
He gives a nod, looking at her. "It's fine." He comments, his voice cool, not showing any real feeling either way. Watching her leave, he slips face down onto the table. Laying there, he waits for her to return. Not able to see what she's wearing, he simply enjoys the feel of her fingers in his fur, using oils that helped keep his fur shiny and soft.
 
Julie continued to apply the oils into his fur around his shoulders, putting a bit more pressure now. "How is it?" she asked. After a while, she started to move down to his back and sides, applying some pressure again. A few soft cracks would be heard every now and then as she loosened him up. "I hope I'm doing a good enough job for my first customer." As she leaned in, her breasts would occasionally brush up gently against his back.
 
The wolf lies there, murring softly in response to her question. "Mmm, you are certainly a natural." The wolf says, feeling the tension in his body melt away. As she works on massaging him, he can quite feel her breast against his back, making him shiver a little bit, making his sheath twitch.
 
"Ah...that's good to hear." she said, smiling a bit as she continued. It seemed that all those classes that she took really paid off. She was quite surprised at how well she was doing. She began to focus a bit more on his sides and waist, getting all the knots out of body where she found them. She started to put more pressure, making her lean in more. Her breasts gently pressed up against his back a bit more now, though she paid no mind. whether it was on purpose or not was only known to her.
 
He lies there on the soft bed with his face down through the small opening. He could feel his muscles relaxing to ease a little tension that he'd built up over time, and her hands were doing a fantastic job of making his muscles forget. Her breast rubbing against his back, on the other hand, was making a certain other muscle start to remember a need. Flicking out his claws, he digs them into his thighs, trying to resist the feeling of his cock tip emerging from its sheath, willing it to go back in.
 
She didn't really pick up the way he was reacting to the treatment. Of course, she picked up the occasional murrs which she assumed were from the massage. She continued to work a little longer on his waist, massaging just above his rear. from there, she moved to his legs, working on one at a time. She would move from his upper thigh down to his feet,. She spent little more time with his feet, making sure to get between his toes and on the sole. she wasn't sure how he'd react to her rubbing under his foot.
 
He wasn't really focused on her working on the bottom of his feet. All he knew is that if she looked just right, she could see the red tip of his cock just barely emerging from his sheath. His toes curling, he was doing anything to try and get himself less aroused, but it wasn't working in the least.
 
She continued to work on his feet, moving to the other leg, as she lifted it up, she noticed the tip of his member sticking out from under him. She was quite surprised and she wasn't expecting that. She had actually stopped for a while, but went back to her massage so it wouldn't seem like she knew. "Is my massage that good?" she thought. She also noticed his toes curling, and she tried her best to work around that. "So...how does it feel?" she knew she already asked that earlier. She just wanted it to seem less awkward.
 
The wolf laid there, trying to make sure his body calms down. But, the more she touches him, the more aroused he was getting. Squirming a little bit at her touch, he bites down on his lip, a good inch entirely aroused from his sheath by this point. "Ah, yeah... you're very good at your work." He says, shutting his eyes tight.
 
"Ah, I see. I guess it's just beginner's luck then." she said with a little chuckle. Once she was finished with the feet, she put a few more oils in her hands. She paused for a while, not sure what to do now. She had pretty much covered his entire body...or did she? "So...you know, I'm not exactly finished yet. Can I ask you to move onto your back?" she asked. She felt a little embarrassed asking him that when she knew his condition. "It's just a new little thing I thought I'd try. It won't cost you extra."
 
He blinked at her question. On his back would have her know, if she didn't already. Biting his lip a little bit, he rolls over onto his back. As he does, his cock slips off the towel, since it barely held onto him at all anyway. His cock was a few inches aroused from his sheath at this point when he looks at her gorgeous body in her panties and bra.
 
She knew just what to expect when he rolled over. She tried to make it seem like it wasn't the first thing for her to notice. However, she saw the towel slip off, and she could see how aroused he was. He also got a good long look at her curvy figure in nothing but her bra and panties. She was unsure of what to do, but she did a good job hiding it. She gave him a pleasant smile as she started to move to him again. "So, let us continue." Without warning, she simply climbed up onto the table over him, straddling him, she could feel his member pressing up gently against her rear. She started to massage his chest now, as if it were any typical massage. She would spend a bit more time on his pecks though.
 
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