7463/Kneadful Things

Kneadful Things
Date of Scene:	11 May 2019
Location:	A Manhattan Spa - New York City
Synopsis:	Rogue takes Kitty for a free spa day won at the Yankees game
Cast of Characters:	Rogue, Shadowcat

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Rogue has posed:
While at the Yankees game the night before, Rogue had won two passes to a high dollar Manhattan Spa. She and her father had gotten the lucky seats that the tickets had been given out to. Her father had had quite a laugh about it, but ultimately had told Rogue to take a friend of hers with her and he'd be fine not ever knowing what such treatment was like in life, he was still a hippy in a lot of ways after all, even after everything he'd been through in the past fourteen years.

So, Rogue had invited the first person who'd popped into her head. Kitty of course!

Now, the two of them had driven to Manhattan where they'd had their car parked by valet and were being given the royal treatment. They'd started with a nice manicure and pedicure while being offered strawberries and a fine selection of hot teas. After that they were ushered in for their fancy Swedish Body Massages.

Both of them were approached by a Massage Therapist who'd asked them about themselves, any conditions or injuries that they should know about or pain felt throughout their bodies.

Rogue had, of course, taken this opportunity to explain her condition and though the therapist had laughed and looked a bit nervous, they were playing along. Doubled up in the gloves department, they were happy to do their job regardless of the strange request.

Now, Rogue is laying upon a table, face down inside of the proper massage table position so she can look down through it comfortably while the Therapist is beside her amd rubbing the massage oils into her back.

Rogue can't help but laugh, giggle really, "I've never doen this. I'm sorry. I'll stop." She says to the Therapist who has free reign to everything but the lower part of the southern belle's form which is covered by a hot towel.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty was more than happy to accompany her friend. Spa days were not unknown to Kitty, but they were something she was more likely to be invited along to rather than schedule for herself. But that did not mean she appreciated them any less.

Kitty is in heaven as she lies on the massage table, her body feeling like a puddle of malleable flesh as every crick, kink, and tightness is worked out of her muscles. She doesn't really speak, just lets out a deep mewl of enjoyment as the professional finds each spot and works it lose.

"So I have an idea... for a retirement home," Kitty finally says. "Where you wake up... and you go lie down... and someone does this. All day. And then back to bed."

"I guess I can understand why your dad wouldn't have wanted to lie here beside you during this. His loss is my gain though," Kitty says before the words give way to another deep sigh. "How was... the game, anyway?" Kitty asks of the baseball. More warm oil is applied to her back. Oh yes. This is the life.

Rogue has posed:
The Therapist is laughing back at Rogue's own giggling. "You said you were strong, you didn't say your muscles were unmovable." He comments to her. "You need to relax more."

Rogue, of course, can't help but laugh a little more while her hands and arms at firmly at her sides to keep this as PG rated as possible even through she's naked from the waist up laying face down on a table. "I'm trying!" She says back to the handsome Therapist who's professionally working to loosen up the muscles of the body of the super strong former-Avenger. "This is new for me! I'm not used t'this kinda treatment without, ya know..." She clears her throat and then tries to look over to where she knows Kitty is, but she can't see her.

"Sign me up for that retirement home idea." She replies with a light laugh again.

"Stop laughing." The Therapist scolds the young woman again.

"Okay, Okay. They're gone. Serious faced now." Rogue says, staring downward while blinking her eyes several times.

"The game was fun, far more fun than what ya'll apparently were up to... Sorry I missed out on that, woulda loved t'have helped." She tries to stay 'vague' about that since they're both being tended to by 'normies'. "My dad had a great time. So I was happy for that."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty makes a few more noises that would be appropriate for something far more intimate than what is going on, the massage entirely professional. But oooooh it feels good! "I'm glad he enjoyed it. So glad you're getting to spend time with him," Kitty says softly.

"You know, since my parents divorced, and Dad moved..." Kitty says, trailing off before mentioning he's in Genosha, "I really miss not getting to see him as much. Even getting back to Illinois to see mom only happens a few times a year." Kitty lets out a sigh, though it's a good one as her shoulders are getting worked. "Oh... that's a good spot," she tells the masseuse.

Kitty is silent for a few more seconds before saying, "Well, would have liked to have you. But honestly... there's just no way to be happy with the outcome," Kitty says, sighing gently. "Would it have been all that wrong of me to just let Emma go with them?" she asks, giving a soft laugh then, as she too is being careful of what she says, avoiding meaningful words.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue has eased into the massage now and isn't quite as giggly, the awkwardness of letting an attractive (but completely professional) Therapist work on her though spots had seemingly gotten out of her system.

"Your entire body feels like its in a knot." The Therapist tells her then.

Once more Rogue is laughing and she's desperately trying not to. "Stop it. Stop eeeeet." She begs. "Its not my fault. Blame Carol Danvers." Which that comment likely goes over their head.

What Kitty says is taken in though and she has to shake her head side to side just a little at it. "Gotta get you setup with a free ride back t'see your ma, maybe your pops too. Whether it be more like the one you use t'get here to Manhattan or that Clarice who's been hangin' around the school with Lorna. She's a cool lady, has a dark side t'her, which I kinda dig but never really asked about. Yet."

Shadowcat has posed:
"Mmrphl mrrrlphlf tfflphl," Kitty says. Or more she just kind of groans as she feels so relaxed she wonders if she's going to slide off the table for lack of having bones or structure to her body. "I've heard her mentioned, but haven't had a chance to meet her," Kitty says of Lorna's companion. "We seem to keep opposite schedules or something."

Kitty sighs as the Therapist brings over some warm, smooth rocks which are placed on her back, warming her skin further. "Oh I'm just going to melt. Like butter on a hot day," she says dreamily.

"So we might have to do this again sometime. I'm thinking," Kitty says. "Maybe... oh yes. Drag Ellie to one. I want to hear her try to complain about something while this is going on," Kitty says, breaking out in laughter.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue doesn't have the ability to feel quite the amount of feelings that Kitty does, with the absence of pain there's also the absence of having touch like this cause the same kind of feelings of pleasure too, it still feels good, but it seemingly isn't illiciting quite the reaction out of her that it is her companion on that free Spa day.

"Ya'll are just massagin' over there, right?" She asks. "Kitty didn't get a different ticket from what I got now, did she?" Rogue asks, having to keep up that flirty and borderline inappropriate commentary that the southern belle loves to use on people to make them all blush.

The comment about Ellie does make her laugh lightly again then though. "This is just the Silver Package." She says. "There's like, Gold, Platinum and more, I think."

"Several more." The Therapist says. "If you can afford it." He applies the same treatment that Kitty is getting to Rogue's bare back as well which does get a heavy inhale and long exhale from the Belle at least.

"Oh, I can afford it, sugah." Rogue responds with that sass of hers.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde lets out a happy groan. "Janet probably has the equivalent of a frequent flyers membership here," she says with a soft, warm laugh. "I need to get over and see her again. Also, I need to bring over the dress she made me," Kitty says with a soft smile. "It is amazing. And you wouldn't believe how easy it is to move in."

Indeed, she almost felt like she was wearing her uniform as Kitty was phasing Harley Quinn's bombs into the ground under the restaurant, one after another. Though that part of the story will have to wait until there are fewer ears around to hear it.

Kitty considers name dropping Rogue to the pair of massage therapists, but decides to let the former Avenger keep her anonymity if she wishes it. "I'm trying to imagine what the... ooooooh... higher level packages could even add to the experience," Kitty says.

Rogue has posed:
"A lady like Van Dyne probably orders people t'come t'where SHE is t'do this kinda thing to her." Rogue responds with a sly grin before she closes her eyes and just breathes lightly while she feels the hands over her back up by her shoulders and down her spine on either side toward the small of her back.

"Ya did the right thing by helpin Emma out too." Rogue says further though. "She's a bitch, but I think she cares in her own bitchy way about the school. I don't think she has our individual best interests at heart, but I think she has the overall goal in mind, if that makes any sense."

The Therapist working on Kitty smiles at her statement about the other packages. "Its all on the website." He says. "You can look it up and decide what you'd like to jump into in the future."

"Jump inta?" Rogue responds to that now. "The sauna is up next, I do believe, yeah? Thats what I wanna jump inta." She's grinning lightly again.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty makes more noises of enjoyment. "Mmm... sauna," she says. "We used to have one. Take a nice hot sauna and then run out and jump in the snow. Then go back inside and warm up again," she says with a grin. Though she pronounces it more like sah-oona than the way most people say it.

The smooth, flat rocks are removed as most of their heat has been transferred into Kitty's muscles, and then a lighter massage begins. "You aren't kidding about Janet. You really need to get a dress fitting with her. Just to see her setup. It scans you. Makes a 3D model. Not just of your body, but how you move, how you walk. So she can take all of that into account."

Kitty muses, "I could crank out something to do that, too," Kitty says, leaving out she's talking about in the Danger Room, "Though as far as being useful for dress design? I really can't think of how I'd improve it, it's that good. Well, maybe the hardware but not the software."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just snickers at her friend's words. "Where I grew up, just goin' outside was sauna enough. Neither my parents place, nor my aunt used air condition' either, so it was hot as hell durin' the day, and hot as hell durin' the night. No blankets, no clothes, thats how I was raised t'sleep durin' the summe'ah." Rogue is grinning then, letting a silence settle before she adds in. "Sorry for makin' things weird, handsome handlers." She tells BOTH of their therapists.

With a little clearing of her throat, Rogue then continues. "I'd love t'see how she does it, it'd be a treat, for sure. But I figure a gal like that is more busy than any'a us can even express or really understand. She probably makes Jean look like a layabout.... Speakin'a people who could use somethin' like this, Jean is one'a them."

Rogue has to speak up to their Therapists once more too. "Ya'll want us t'add a smokin' hot red head to the line-up for this next time?" Now she's just being cruel to them.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty gives a soft laugh and says, "Well, we had a lot of winter, though I enjoyed it. Did a lot of ice skating on this pond down the street from the house. I think if I had grown up nearer to an ice rink I might have got into figure skating even more. I was decent, but never really had any instruction at it, just what I did on my own out on the pond." Rogue will have seen Kitty's dancing before, it would translate well to ice if she had the skating down.

Kitty lifts her head to look over to the Therapist working on Rogue, giving a soft, warm laugh. "Lingerie model practically," Kitty says of the red head. The Therapist just gives a warm laugh, not able to say too much without risking it being taken wrong. "Good answer," Kitty says, flashing the person a grin.

"Well, Janet gets paid enough for it. And it's her passion so I imagine she'd enjoy it immensely. But she will make us be in a fashion show she's mentioned wanting to do with ladies of our builds, rather than the normal fashion models," Kitty says as she rests her head back down into the padded cutout cushion.