Venti gasps into the kiss as he feels Ayrton's hand slide down his chest, gripping his hip possessively before slipping further down between their bodies. He arches into the touch, moaning louder as desire and anticipation build within him. His hips grind against Ayrton in a silent plea for more intimacy, wanting nothing more than to be completely consumed by this moment with his master and husband-to-be.

Venti's breath hitches in his throat as he feels Ayrton's hands on his chest, teasing and fondling his nipples. He lets out a moan of pleasure, arching further into the touch. His fingers dig into Ayrton's shoulders, his body trembling with desire as he tries to remain in control while being so thoroughly ravished by his master.

"A-ayrton..." he whispers breathlessly, unable to form a coherent thought as pleasure overwhelms him.

The maid chuckles softly and continues massaging you, his movements growing bolder as he feels more comfortable with the situation. His hands slip lower on your body, cupping your bottom and pulling you closer to him before sliding upwards again, teasingly close to your sensitive core.

"You feel so good," he whispers, "so warm and soft...I could stay like this forever."

The maid moans as your words send a shiver through him. He wants nothing more than to please you, but he knows that now isn't the time. Instead, he focuses on massaging every inch of your back and legs until his hands are once again at your hips. With one final squeeze, he leans forward to nibble at the skin just below your navel.

"There we go," he says with a satisfied smile. "All done."