"With an invitation like that, how can I possibly refuse?" He crackles a laugh, pulling himself up high enough to sit on Taas' ribs and work the lastbit of tension from his chest- much like he had for his legs earlier he turns his attention to one shoulder, working out every knot with careful placement of hands and forearms, going so far as to brace Taas' elbow against his thigh to give him the leverage for a forceful stroke. Hands, now.
Hands earned their own attention, working out tendons, smoothing oil over callouses- and dropping a kiss to the center of his palm. One side and then the other before he slumps- panting for the effort but infinitely pleased.
Worth it. Worth every bit of work he's poured into this.
Oil slick hands cradle Taas' face as he leans in, pressing their lips together in a kiss that's more affectionate and chaste than his usual. Give him a moment to enjoy this.
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Date: 2016-02-18 11:52 pm (UTC)Hands earned their own attention, working out tendons, smoothing oil over callouses- and dropping a kiss to the center of his palm. One side and then the other before he slumps- panting for the effort but infinitely pleased.
Worth it. Worth every bit of work he's poured into this.
Oil slick hands cradle Taas' face as he leans in, pressing their lips together in a kiss that's more affectionate and chaste than his usual. Give him a moment to enjoy this.