ChLuka - A Naughty Night Ch01

Chloe's pace was steady as she ran the path beside the Seine, her breathing laboured but manageable as she focused on keeping it in pace with her movements.
Sweat ran down her forehead and cheeks; and under her yellow and black hoodie her body was hot from the exercise.

With the air cooling as the sun sets over Paris, the sweat makes Chloe shiver a little, and she begins to think about returning to her hotel home.
But the idea quickly sours as she feels unready to face her family; the whole reason she was running outside was to get away from the environment that had slowly become more and more choking to her as of late.

She wasn't sure when it began, but slowly her room felt like it was stifling her; being around her father felt awkward; she had lost the desire completely to be near her mother, her feelings slowly turning to apathy in how she wanted her parent to see her; as for Zoe, while she had begun to finally want to be closer, and learn more about her half-sister, the way she had treated the american-born sibling made her hesitant to try, and so being around her had gone from aggressive to silent, and evasive.
Only in running had she found some solace, some freedom from the pressures she had been feeling lately. With the exercise she could feel free, and empty her mind.

Questions had entered her mind now that she was keeping it clear, and uncluttered with the negative emotions and desires of her usual life.

Why did she do what she did? Why was how she acted so wrong, when her mother was the same, and well liked? Did she want to be hated? Why did she have to push people away? what did she want in life?

They seemed like simple questions, but at the same time she couldn't answer them to her satisfaction; she would blame shift, or argue how it wasn't her that was to blame. but each answer never satisfied her, and so they would simply come back around.

She began to wonder what was wrong with her, but too untrusting to talk to anyone about it, even Sabrina, her closest friend.

Chloe's pace increased as she considered the end of her run, which had already been going on for over an hour, and suddenly she yelled out as her leg tensed up, and pain ran through her calf muscle.
She fell to the  ground, barely catching herself on her hands before rolling on to her back, and grabbing her leg, groaning in pain.

It was perhaps only a minute before she heard footsteps rushing closer, and the words of a young male.

"Hey, are you alright?!" came his concerned voice as he appears at her side.

Chloe looked to him, almost ready to push him away in shock, but she recognised his blue hair, and face. It had been some time since she had been miracle queen, but he was the handsome holder she didn't know that wore trashy fashion; and by the seems of it, he had continued that trend.

After she stared at him a bit longer than she intended he repeated his question.
"Are you okay?" he asked again.

Chloe snapped out of her thoughts and winced. "It's... its just a cramp." she replies, looking away from him, and rubbing her calf.

"Do you need help getting up?" he asked "If you think you can walk."

"I'm fine, I can do it myse..." She says,screaming out as she tries to get up, and moving her leg sends another bolt of pain through her leg, and up her body.

"Hey, hey, don't push yourself Chloe, you'll just make it worse!" he said, concerned.

"How do you know my name?! are you one of my watchers?" she questioned.

"Err... no, I'm Luka... Luka Couffeine... juleka's brother?" he replies confused, only to receive a blank look from her, a lack of knowledge clear to him.

He chuckles a little as he says "I guess we haven't met officially, so its understandable."

"Yeah... i guess so." she says, looking away, feeling a little awkward given her relationship with his sister was somewhat antagonistic.

She felt his arms move around her back, and begin to lift her as he advises her to not move her leg.
"Hey what are you..." was all she managed to say before she was standing up, her weight on her non-cramped leg.

"Hold on to me, I'll bring you to my place so you can rest up." He said, still holding on to her.

"W-Why are you helping me?" she asked, frowning at him, suspicion in both her look and voice. "You must know I'm not your sisters favourite person."

"I know." he frowns "But, you're hurt, so it doesn't matter right now."

Chloe looks to him, still curious to his intentions, but at the same time, questioning herself as to why she was being so suspicious of someone's kindness; was she really so untrusting?

"...fine." she eventually said, and put her arm around his neck.

Luka smiled as he helped her move, pleased she was letting him help her instead of risking hurting herself.

Together they slowly limp towards the liberty docked nearby, and Luka had her sat on his couch, before taking off her shoe and sock, and began to massage her leg.

"W-What are you d-doing?!" she blushed, as she felt his hand start to massage her sore muscle.

"helping your leg, just relax, or it'll take longer." he said.

"I... You don't have to..." she blushed more, but closes her eyes and sits back as the massage begins to work.

He smiles as she goes quiet, and continues to make work of her cramped leg muscle.

Chloe bit her lower lip as she felt his hand skillfully move around her skin. she felt a little embarrassed as she was sweaty from her running, but every thought was quickly overshadowed with just how good his actions felt on her.

"mmmm." she let out a small moan, as she shifted a little.

"Does it feel good?" Luka asked, making Chloe snap to, and blush. "Your leg, does it feel better?"

"I... i guess so." she blushed, looking away from him. "Are you a masseuse, or something?"

He chuckles, "No, but I know a few things. I guess it felt good then."

She blushes a deeper red, and huffs. "I guess you are adequate." she says, before trying to stand, only to fall back with a wince.

"I guess you need a little more help." he says, "So, sit back and relax."

Chloe groans, but remains silent as Luka resumes his pleasant caress of her calf muscle.
It felt so good, and she tried not to think of it being more than a 'therapy' for herself, given by this handsome peasant.
Still, it gave her a strange sense of relief beyond the pain, and she felt herself getting hotter, and more relaxed.

Chloe felt his hands work their magic, his fingers working in to the layers of skin and muscle, hitting spots she never knew could feel good, her body wriggling a little, as the odd moan escaped her lips.

"Luka... this feels..." she gasps out, heatedly.
He just chuckles a little as his hands moved up to her knee, caressing more of her leg beyond where the ache once was, and on to her thigh, climbing slowly up further.

"W-Wait... stop... what are you..." she gasps, but it felt so good, and she wriggled more on the couch, as his fingers climbed, massaging every inch, little by little, and making her feel all the more pleasured, and dare she admit... aroused.

Her body squirmed more as he passed her mid thigh, she felt a lick to her skin from his tongue and she gasps out getting more aroused, her legs opening for him as he pushes on her other knee.

Closer and closer he drew to her aroused spot, his hands, his fingers, his tongue.

"Ooooh... L-Lukaaaa.." she moans out as she felt the need for him to stop teasing her and just move in to her heated sweet spot, and bring her greater pleasure.

But just as he reaches it...

"Chloe, wake up."  came a soft voice.

She stirred, and found herself lay on the couch, Luka kneeling in front of her, a hand on her shoulder.

"Hmmm?! huh?!" she groaned as she sat up, her bearings lost for a moment, before reality sank in and her dream had been realised.

Her face went so red she could have lit up a dark room.

"It's okay, you must have been really relaxed to fall asleep like that." he chuckles. 'sorry to wake you, but I was about to order some food in, and wondered if you wanted to stay for a bite." he explained.

Chloe couldn't look him in the eye, and just shook her head. "*I... I should get home.*" she mutters, shyly.

Luka looked to her worried at this sudden embarrassment. he thought it was just from falling asleep, but there was something more to it; he actually thought she looked cute like this.

"Okay." he said, "Then let me walk you home, there's a place near the hotel that sells some good take out."

"*umm.... s-sure... I guess.*" she nods, a little surprise as really, she just wanted to get away from this handsome peasant. He had just served her, that was all, there was nothing more; but that dream she had, how excited she had gotten, and could still feel the residual arousal from it. She needed to forget about it fast!

So why did she accept his proposal to escort her home?

It was a question she asked herself the whole walk home, barely making conversation, replying to whatever Luka asked with short quiet responses whenever he tried to make conversation.

When they arrived at the doors Chloe turned and said "W-Well... you walked me home so..."

"I'm glad your leg feels better." he said, she had limped a little, but overall her walking was fine.

"Yes... ummm... *thank you*." she replies, awkwardly. "So... umm... I guess... I'll be going in now."

"Yeah, and I'll be going for my food." he smiled. "It was nice meeting you Chloe." he added, and took her hand, making her blush as he used his other hand to cover it. "Feel free to come visit if you want."

"V-Visit?! W-Why would I want to visit you?" she pouted a little, looking away embarrassed.

"Well, Maybe you would like to be friends." he answered. "But, it's okay if you don't want to."

Her embarrassment from the dream came to mind, and she panicked in thinking she might end up with more lewd thoughts if she got closer to him, and she practically yelled "W-WHY WOULD I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH A HANDSOME PEASANT LIKE YOU?!" and turned stiffly on her heal, and stomped off inside, agitated, heated, and embarrassed.

Though she looked angry, Luka could feel her shyness; it amused him, and again, thought it was cute. He turned to walk away when the doors opened again, and Chloe came storming out again.

"Hey, did you forget some..." he asked before getting a piece of paper shoved in to his chest, Chloe still avoiding eye contact, her cheeks red, before she huffs and shoots back inside.

Once she was once again inside he blinked, not sure what happened, but checked the paper, and it had a phone number on it.

He chuckled as it had been written on the hotel stationary, and quickly.
Luka then pulled out his phone, and entered the number, adding Chloe to his contacts.