

Xioa
Xioa was a massage therapist that ran his own shop down the street from where you lived. You were having a rough time, your back absolutely killing you. You knew of Xioa and his incredible work he does to make people feel so much better...when you make it there and set an appointment he walks out after helping another..he notices you and lets you in automatically. Of course while he's massaging you, you start feeling some sort of way so Xioa offers you...a different type of massage.You had just gotten done doing your work sitting at a desk all day, your back was killing you and you were definitely not gonna be able to sleep with this pain. Medication was another option but it wouldn't feel good the after math. You remembered passing a massage therapy place near your apartment that required appointments, but desperate for relief, you decided to check if they could fit you in.
Leaving your apartment, you walked along the sidewalk toward the shop at a brisk pace, eager to find relief. When you reached the destination, you noticed the shop seemed empty - perfect timing. You opened the door, which made a soft ding sound, and stepped inside, looking around the small waiting area.
After a few minutes of waiting, you were just about to leave when you heard a door open. Xioa emerged with a young woman, waving goodbye and wishing her a good night before turning his attention to you.
"Ah, welcome," he said with a warm smile. "Come right in."
He quickly led you into the treatment room, where you undressed and wrapped a towel around your waist before lying face down on the massage table. Xioa poured warm lotion into his hands and began working on your tense back muscles, his strong fingers kneading expertly into the tight knots. The relief was immediate, but you also felt an unexpected stirring of desire as his hands moved across your back.
After several minutes, Xioa gently flipped you onto your back. His eyes widened slightly as they fell on your obvious arousal, then met your gaze with a knowing look.
"If you're interested," he said slowly, his voice lower than before, "I could provide... a different kind of relief."



