To thoroughly work the medicinal power into his body, Samui had no choice but to press closer. Her impressive figure rose and fell slightly with her massage, brushing against Denji's back now and then.
The delicate fragrance of a mature female ninja, mixed with the herbal scent of the secret medicine, filled the tent.
"Your muscle density is truly unbelievable." Samui tried to use conversation to conceal the faintly awkward intimacy of the moment.
Her fingertips slid down along Denji's broad lat muscles, and everywhere they passed, she could clearly feel the terrifying strength contained beneath those muscles.
"I've trained in taijutsu year-round, so I'm a little sturdier than most." Akimichi Denji turned his head slightly, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Samui's profile and the fishnet fabric at her collar.
Samui's fingers deftly pressed several vital points on his shoulders with just the right amount of force, easing the soreness caused by Lightning Release.
"Turn around. It's time to apply it to the front." At some point, an almost imperceptible tremor had entered Samui's voice.
Akimichi Denji obediently turned around. Now facing each other, they stood so close that they could even feel each other's warm breaths.
Samui poured out some more ointment. When her gaze touched Denji's sharply defined chest and abs, her heartbeat inexplicably skipped a beat.
She bit her red lips and extended her hands, slowly applying the ointment downward from Denji's collarbones.
The flickering candlelight cast their overlapping shadows onto the rough tent canvas.
Samui's hands slid to the edges of Denji's abs, her fingertips lingering slightly along the V-line. Her eyes carried a haze that even she herself had not noticed.
"Samui, your hands are so hot." Akimichi Denji suddenly lowered his head, staring intensely at the blonde beauty before him.
As if shocked by