[ He's still slightly out of breath when he leans closer, finger smoothing back his hair, warm against his cheek. ]
You did well. Very well. Just breathe for me.
[ One more gentle stroke to his temple and those fingers move to start unraveling the knots at his back. It's slow, no jerking or unnecessary tugging, rubbing his arms as they come loose to work blood flow back to the area. Palms, knuckles, fingers too. He works him over, every inch, several minutes passing before he's satisfied and moves to stand.
The bed groans audibly as he moves towards the only dresser in the room. ]
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Date: 2016-01-24 07:05 am (UTC)[ He's still slightly out of breath when he leans closer, finger smoothing back his hair, warm against his cheek. ]
You did well. Very well. Just breathe for me.
[ One more gentle stroke to his temple and those fingers move to start unraveling the knots at his back. It's slow, no jerking or unnecessary tugging, rubbing his arms as they come loose to work blood flow back to the area. Palms, knuckles, fingers too. He works him over, every inch, several minutes passing before he's satisfied and moves to stand.
The bed groans audibly as he moves towards the only dresser in the room. ]