She bolted towards the bathroom, stripped naked and tore open the box of pain relief cream. She quickly twisted the cap off and wanted to begin with her back since her vest kept rubbing against her body creating unbearable friction. Hand covered with the potent stench of the medicine, a problem rear its ugly head... Her limbs were not allowing for her to reach said area, no matter how hard she tried to brute force her hand to reach ended with nothing more than a sour mood.



She slowly began to panic unable to process what to do, how would she even succeed? Should she splatter the cream against the wall and rub the area against it like a bear scratching an itch? Then came an idea that only brought a worst mood into her head, there is someone in this apartment who can help... unfortunately.




With high reluctance Neeva swallowed her pride and opened the door of the bathroom slightly '' Kel! I.... I need help rub cream on my... (sigh) back, can you help?''. Like a cat chasing a laser pointer, Kel bolted out of her room almost losing balance as she jumped towards the bathroom door with a heavily aroused expression across her face.




'' YES YES OHOHIHIHIHO I WANNA CREAM ZHE BACK!! '' yelled the excited yinglet, clenching her fist from the loud screech, Neeva quickly held a towel to hide her front before turning around revealing her back. With the delicacy of a jack hammer, the yinglet half flesh and half robot hands began smothering roughly the medicine against the wounds.



Her loud obnoxious laughter echoed through the entire apartment and without a doubt other's tenant could hear it. The pain from her wounds slowly became numb but the loud screeching laugh brought a pain to her head in exchange. She could feel Kel hands slowly going for the front area which Neeva quickly halted, yanking the blushing yinglet and tossing her out of the room with great strength.



Slamming to door shut, it barely could muffled the continued laughter, when she grabbed the bottle of cream she growled noticing only a leftover remaining. Kel has been buttering her back with almost all of the content, so like a toast with too much butter, she had to rub her back against the corner of the counter to fetch the excess she couldn't reach.




Without her wounds finally tamed, Neeva sigh of relief though a question creeped itself during this brief blissful moment '' I can't let that crazy woman do this again... might have to ask Yan a this point, same kind of crazy but hopefully less noisy''.

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yinglet species  Valsalia