Set your faith in my hands - close your eyes, let go, you'll see
Her grin sharpens at the playful gratitude, a part of her buried for too long unfurling and stretching with a lazy yawn and a pleased purr. For all that it is a natural and intrinsic part of her, it has been disregarded in favor of deeper relationships and domesticity. It makes her feel more like herself to indulge in it now. Helps distract her from the still-fresh pain that keeps her awake most nights. But is that not why she returned to Halo? Made it her home officially, reopened the spa? To move on, to distract herself. To heal. These services are just as meaningful to Hotaru as any client that partakes in them.
With everything presented and properly appreciated with guileless reactions from Aisha, Hotaru refocuses eagerly as the dame makes her decision. Entirely within her right to leave with her curiosity satisfied, seeking nothing for the evening. Luckily that doesn't seem to entice Aisha. "Then I hope it's not too bold of me to tell you to strip," Hotaru purrs with a sharp smile. Though she is moving towards a table with a few steps, pulling out a fluffy towel and a silk scrunchie from a bowl set in the cubby area beneath the table. Holding them out to Aisha, Hotaru's smirk folds into a smile. "Undress to your level of comfort, darling. You can do it in the showers if you'd like, there's changing curtains closest to this room. Then lay on the table and we'll get started." Turning back towards the cabinet where she keeps her oils and incense, she calls over her shoulder as she goes. "Any preferred scent for your oils and incense?"
With everything presented and properly appreciated with guileless reactions from Aisha, Hotaru refocuses eagerly as the dame makes her decision. Entirely within her right to leave with her curiosity satisfied, seeking nothing for the evening. Luckily that doesn't seem to entice Aisha. "Then I hope it's not too bold of me to tell you to strip," Hotaru purrs with a sharp smile. Though she is moving towards a table with a few steps, pulling out a fluffy towel and a silk scrunchie from a bowl set in the cubby area beneath the table. Holding them out to Aisha, Hotaru's smirk folds into a smile. "Undress to your level of comfort, darling. You can do it in the showers if you'd like, there's changing curtains closest to this room. Then lay on the table and we'll get started." Turning back towards the cabinet where she keeps her oils and incense, she calls over her shoulder as she goes. "Any preferred scent for your oils and incense?"
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