"Ronan…"
"I worked really hard today and missed the rare opportunity to see you wearing the royal gown and crown. Thus, help me relax my muscles a bit," Ronan whispered right into Arielle's ear, making the girl clutch her dress to suppress the desire that so easily arose these days.
"After you massaged me," Arielle replied with a moan.
Ronan smiled in satisfaction, then brought his hand to squeeze both of Arielle's breasts from behind.
"I'm an expert on that."
Ronan laid Arielle down on the bed for a while.
"You won't massage me?" asked Arielle, who was confused as to why Ronan suddenly told her to lie down.
"This position will make you more comfortable."
Ronan got up, then sat on top of Arielle's body by placing his weight on his knees so as not to press Arielle too much. His hand went up to the girl's shoulder and pressed at several points on her shoulder until Arielle closed her eyes.
