NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide-Chapter 247: An Innocent Request

Yohan turned the next page. It was a script Cassie had been working on. She had asked him to read and give his opinion, so she knelt beside him, watching eagerly as his eyes scanned the lines.

"It’s not so bad," he said after a moment. "Actually, it’s pretty well written. There’s just one thing I don’t understand."

"why are there so many blank spaces in between?"

She leaned back against the bed frame and let out a sigh. "Because I haven’t finished it yet."

"Oh, okay," Yohan replied easily. "Then I’ll have to read it again once you’re done. I’m already enjoying it so far."

He spoke cheerfully as he placed the script back on the table. But when he turned to Cassie, her expression didn’t match his enthusiasm.

"That’s if I ever get to finish," she said, her voice heavy with despair.

"I’m sure you can. It’s already going so well," he encouraged her, giving her shoulder a gentle rub.

Before tonight, such a simple interaction would have been unheard of between the two of them. But now, things were different. They were comfortable with each other.

’Maybe it’s because of the alcohol’ Yohan thought, taking another sip of his beer. There was no way to tell. Either way, it was clear something had shifted between them.

"No, I can’t," Cassie shook her head. She grabbed her can, chugged a mouthful, then slammed it back onto the table.

"I can’t because I have no experience," she murmured, her words slightly slurred in her drunken state.

"No experience... What do you mean?"

"How can they expect me to write a romance when I’ve never even had my first kiss?" Cassie groaned. "I really thought it would be Freddie... but turns out that asshole was just using me."

She let her head fall onto the table, her forehead thudding softly.

"I didn’t even get anything useful out of that stupid relationship."

"Yohan," she whined, lifting her head to look at him, "what do I do?"

He shrugged. "I don’t know. Maybe just date someone random. You’re good-looking—it shouldn’t be hard."

She immediately smacked his arm. "How can you say that after what happened with Freddie?"

"I can’t just date anybody again. Who knows what kind of person I’ll run into this time?"

"Yeah," Yohan said after a beat, "there are a lot of weird people these days."

Cassie narrowed her eyes and leaned closer, studying him.

"You’re not one of them, are you?"

"Of course not," he laughed awkwardly.

Though deep down, he couldn’t honestly say he was any better than the rest.

"Are you sure?" she pressed, her voice suddenly serious.

"I mean—would I have saved you if I was some kind of creep?"

She stared at him for a moment, then straightened.

"Okay then," she said quietly.

"Why don’t you be my first kiss?"

"Wh-what?" That was the last thing Yohan was expecting to hear so he was rightfully surprised.

The moment the words left her mouth, Cassie realized how strange they sounded.

Her face flushed. "I—I mean—" she rushed on, stumbling over her words. "It wouldn’t mean anything. We’re related, so it’s not like it’s romantic or—"

She stopped, clearly aware she was making it worse.

"It’s just..." she sighed, rubbing her face. "With Freddie, I was always scared because of the rumors and what people said about him. But with you, It wouldn’t be like that."

She looked at him again, quieter now.

"I don’t know if it makes sense but I just need to know what it’s like.... With someone I can trust."

"I get it" After a brief silence Yohan said finally.

He actually didn’t.

"I understand you need me..."

It made no sense why she couldn’t just try to make new friends and find another guy, but he wasn’t about to turn down such a beautiful opportunity.

Maybe she was really spooked by this whole incident, and she didn’t want to trust people too carelessly.

’In that case, I guess I owe Freddie a bit of my appreciation’

He met her gaze, his expression uncharacteristically serious.

"I will give it my best," he said quietly.

Cassie blinked, caught off guard by how sincere he sounded.

"G-Great," she said, forcing a small laugh. "That’s... reassuring."

Silence hung between them for a moment, heavy with anticipation and uncertainty.

Cassie shifted nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "So... how do we...?"

"I don’t know," Yohan admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "I mean, I’ve done it before, but it’s different when someone asks you directly like this."

"You have?" Her eyes widened slightly. "When?"

"Well it’s been a while," He waved it off dismissively,

Cassie nodded slowly, processing this information. She took another sip from her can, then set it down with more care this time.

"Okay. So you know what you’re doing at least."

"Of course, it’s just a kiss," Yohan muttered.

Another pause. The sound of traffic outside seemed louder than usual.

Cassie took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"Okay. Let’s do it before I lose my nerve."

Yohan’s heart rate picked up despite himself. He turned more fully toward her, suddenly very aware of how close they were sitting. He could smell the faint scent of her shampoo mixed with the beer on her breath.

"Just... close your eyes," he said, his voice coming out quieter than intended.

"Right. Okay." Cassie squeezed her eyes shut, her shoulders tense.

Yohan hesitated, studying her face. She looked almost comically nervous, her lips pressed together in a thin line.

"You need to relax," he said. "And maybe don’t look like you’re about to get a flu shot."

Her eyes snapped open. "I’m trying! This is harder than I thought it would be."

"Because you’re treating it like a medical procedure." He ran a hand through his hair. "Look, just... think of it as practice. Imagine if you are a character in the story you’re writing, consider it research for your script."

Something in that seemed to click for Cassie. Her expression shifted slightly, becoming more thoughtful and less panicked.

"Research," she repeated. "Right. That’s actually a good way to think about it."

"See? Now try again."

This time when she closed her eyes, her face looked softer, more natural. Yohan felt his own nervousness spike as he leaned in slowly.

This was actually happening. He was actually going to kiss his Aunt’s daughter.

His hand moved to cup her cheek, gently tilting her face toward his. He could feel the warmth of her skin, the slight trembling that betrayed her nerves despite her more relaxed expression.

He paused when their faces were inches apart.

"Ready?" he whispered.

Cassie gave the smallest nod.

Yohan closed the remaining distance, pressing his lips softly against hers.