Lustful Paradise

\'Why did I agree to this again?\' She wondered. \'Is this even appropriate? What am I thinking!? I am his teacher, yet I am allowing him to give me a massage... But I can\'t help myself. My body craves this.\'

Meanwhile, Lucifer didn\'t waste any time and started kneading Emelia\'s shoulders. His strong fingers dug into the knots of muscles, relieving tension as he rubbed and pressed. He was gentle but firm with his hands. It wasn\'t painful, and it felt very comfortable.

"Mmm..." A soft moan escaped from her mouth, and her body trembled as she felt pleasure from Lucifer\'s skilled fingers.

Lucifer smirked, noticing how Emelia was reacting. "Does it feel nice?" he asked, massaging her shoulders and neck.

"Yesss. It feels nice." Emelia admitted in a low, sultry tone. "You\'re very good at this. How come you know how to do it so well?" She inquired.

"Oh, that\'s easy. I learned by practicing a lot with my mother. She loves getting massages. And over time, I\'ve become pretty decent at it. Sometimes, I think it might be my calling." Lucifer answered as he continued working his fingers across Emelia\'s back.

Emelia raised an eyebrow. "Your mother?"

"Yep, my mom. She\'s a great lady, but sometimes she can be too much. Like, I don\'t know how to explain this, but let\'s say she has her quirks. And sometimes those quirks get annoying. But other than that, I love my mother dearly." Lucifer responded with a soft laugh. He continued massaging her shoulders.

His fingers felt wonderful, and Emelia was enjoying every moment of his touch.

As they chatted, Emelia started relaxing even further under Lucifer\'s ministrations, letting his hands work her body while listening to him talk about his family and childhood memories. His life seemed to be quite interesting and full of adventures. But she was curious about his relationship with his mother, wondering why he kept mentioning her so often. \'Maybe they are very close?\' she mused.

\'I wish I had a child. It must be wonderful to be a parent... To love your own child unconditionally and care for him or her... That would be amazing...\'

Emelia\'s thoughts drifted off as Lucifer\'s hands traveled downward to the center of her back, his fingers kneading her muscles and easing away tension and stress.

"Mmmmh... Yes... Right there... That\'s perfect." Emelia encouraged him.

"Here?" Lucifer\'s hands pressed deeper into the soft flesh of her lower back, making her gasp.

Emelia bit her bottom lip. "Yes. Right there..."

"Good. I\'ll keep going, then."

Lucifer continued his massage. He was now massaging Emelia\'s lower back with slow circular motions. His hands were big, and his palms were rough and warm. His touch felt wonderful on her skin, and Emelia closed her eyes, surrendering to his touch.

On the other hand, Lucifer was enjoying this moment with Emelia, savoring each second of contact between them. He enjoyed touching her smooth, delicate skin and hearing the soft sounds of pleasure coming out of her mouth.

As Lucifer moved his hands across Emelia\'s back, he leaned forward to whisper something into her ear. "Can you remove your top?" Lucifer asked, his hot breath caressing her earlobe. His deep, husky voice made her quiver, and her nipples instantly hardened at his words. "It will make it easier for me to massage you. Moreover, I am sitting behind you, so there\'s no need to worry." He reassured.

"Take off... my top?" Emelia murmured. A shiver ran down her spine as she thought of exposing herself before her young student. But strangely, the idea of doing it excited her, causing a rush of arousal to course through her veins. "I guess it\'s okay. If it makes it easier for you to give me a massage, I will do it."

With trembling hands, Emelia began undoing the buttons of her blouse, opening them one by one. She could feel Lucifer staring at her from behind, admiring her body and drinking it all in. Once the last button came undone, Emelia slid her arms out of the sleeves, allowing the garment to fall off her shoulders, revealing a black lace bra that held her breasts in place.

It was a sexy lingerie piece with a plunging neckline that revealed her ample cleavage. And the fabric clung to the curves of her chest like a second layer of skin.

"Is this okay?" She asked, turning her head to glance back at Lucifer, her cheeks flushing.

"Perfect," he said. He was impressed by her choice of underwear and the way she looked in it.

Emelia turned her head away from Lucifer\'s gaze and stared straight ahead. The blush remained on her cheeks, and her pulse was beating fast.

Then, Lucifer continued his massage, starting with her upper back again, kneading and stroking her skin with his palms and fingertips. But this time, his movements were slower, gentler, and more deliberate, and he paid close attention to every inch of exposed skin.

"Mmmmhh..." Emelia\'s body trembled, feeling Lucifer\'s hands roaming all over her naked skin. She couldn\'t suppress the moans coming out of her lips. Her breasts rose and fell with every deep, shuddering breath, and her breathing quickened as Lucifer massaged her sides and then moved down to her waist and hips.