CHAPTER 775: CHAPTER 775: FREE FOOT MASSAGE

Ferdinand thought it was about the height difference.

Sometimes, it was indeed the height. But mostly, it was simply because society was used to ladies wearing heels.

It was the norm for ladies to wear heels especially on important occasions so Arabella as the Empress always had to wear one.

Only when she was just in her room at night could she wear comfortable shoes or slip ins. But if it was morning she would still wear shoes especially in her outer chambers where she receives visitors.

Her inner chambers were her only comfort where she could wear anything she pleases.

Arabella does love wearing them though since it fits her clothes. All her dresses were long so she had to wear heels to ensure she would not be stepping on her clothes or have to lift them all the time.

Likewise, she’s already used to them. However, her feet still hurt from them, especially from the ones that were heavy since she had to carry their weight.

[With how high her heels were earlier, these should be the points that hurt the most.] Ferdinand continued to massage her feet, applying pressure at the right points.

It was because Ferdinand could be this thoughtful that Arabella could not help but be impressed and appreciate him more.

"Mm..." A moan even escaped Arabella’s throat at how good it felt to have her foot massaged.

"My lady seems to be enjoying it," Ferdinand grinned.

"I do. But you don’t have to do this," Arabella said as he moved to the other foot.

’Good thing we are in the bath. If anyone else saw Ferdinand doing this, they might think I’ve made him eat or drink something to make him do everything in my bidding.’

Even Alwin might still be surprised with this since Ferdinand had never done this in their past life.

’Haha. He might even scold me for making Ferdinand act like my servant. Ferdinand was the one who suddenly got into this play though.’

Arabella learned from her husband’s thoughts that he read it from one of "educational books" he had been reading to learn about intimacy between a man and a woman.

After their conversation earlier, he recalled this kind of play so he tried to see if it would work on her.

He was surprised that she played along and was trying to see how far she would allow him as her "servant" to do something.

And yet, because he could not help his jealous and panicky thoughts, he paused and reminded her she was not allowed to have any male servants.

When Ferdinand was done massaging her feet, he rinsed them and added soap once again before finally standing.

"There’s still a part I haven’t washed yet, my lady. Please allow me to wash you thoroughly," Ferdinand asked for permission with a devious look on his face.

He wanted to wash her down there.

But Arabella instantly closed her legs as he glanced down.

"No need. I already washed it," Arabella kept her legs close.

Her husband was becoming more perverted by the day.

"Is that so?" Ferdinand said in a sullen voice. "Then I’ll rinse your hair now."

Thankfully, they were back to her head.

"Alright," Arabella rose so that her body would be rinsed from all the soap as well.

"Please close your eyes," Ferdinand asked and Arabella obediently did.

Ferdinand opened the faucet and set it in a gentle one before letting the water trickle down her head.

With Arabella fully rinsed, she was ready to get into the tub. However, Ferdinand needed to shower as well first.

He already bathed repeatedly earlier before going to see her so he did not really need it.

Since Ferdinand bathed her though, Arabella did not want to be the only one who had been teased with this bathing thing Ferdinand was playing with.

Hence, she said, "Sit down. I will bathe you as well."

"Eh? No, there is no need. I already bathed earlier. I cannot possibly let my lady bath me," Ferdinand continued to act like a servant.

Being a servant did not fit him though since he kept eying her with desire and let his eyes and hands do something else while bathing her.

Likewise, he kept smirking mischievously as he enjoyed watching her reactions.

"No can do. Are you disobeying me? It’s an order," Arabella said in a commanding voice.

[It feels weird to listen to her order me like this and with a look in her eyes that says, I have to obey... Ah, it’s so unfair. Why does she still look so pretty while ordering like this?]

Ferdinand simply gazed at her for a few seconds but soon obeyed. He seated himself on the chair she was on earlier.

’His shampoo and soaps are not here so I can only use mine. It wouldn’t be weird for him to smell like me, right?’

"Close your eyes," Arabella said and when he did, she let the water wet his hair and body.

She used her shampoo on his hair and her soaps on his body.

[Her hands are so soft... She’s spreading the soap so gently like the touch of a feather. It feels nice to have her touch my body like this. It’s like she’s caressing all of me, tenderly.]

Arabella smiled upon hearing his thoughts and began teasing, truly teasing him. She let her fingers brush against his nipples but did not directly touch them.

She was delighted to see that his nipples were erect at the lightest touch. And her touch had already made his member hard even when she hadn’t ventured below his waist.

’Humph. He thinks he’s the only one who knows how to tease? I’ll show him,’ Arabella felt weirdly competitive.

She continued applying soap on his chest and ventured down to his abs. She softly and gently applied soap to his abdomen.

’Let’s see how long he can endure it.’

Arabella pretended to spread it up and down his chest and abs to make the soap lather even more, "accidentally" letting the tip of her fingers brush against his nipples every time.