In the conference room 3/?kinkmistressMay 8 2012, 20:57:26 UTC
“How about this… You stop calling me Mister Igger and I’ll stop calling you Bunny.”
Bunny was quiet for a moment, blue eyes staring at him in disbelief. “F-fine. Can you get off now?” He sighed as he leaned forward again. “Come on Ronald, just let me repay you for all the hard work you’ve been doing. I know I’m always causing you trouble, so let me do this for you.” Bunny didn’t speak but after a few seconds he sat back against the backrest, his shoulders touching Tom his stomach. “Fine…” he sighed. And Tom was glad he couldn’t see the grin on his face.
He placed his hands back on his shoulders, grateful to feel his body warmth through the thin fabric of his shirt. His fingers worked quickly, giving the same treatment to his other shoulder when another sound escaped the blonde, only to be masked by a cough. He wasn’t going to mention it so he was surprised the silence was broken at all.
“How did you get so good at this?” He barely hid a laugh as he heard the groan under Bunny his words. “You pick up a few things when nobody wants to hire you.” Bunny made a low sound that he couldn’t identify but quickly went on talking. “So you worked as a masseuse?” Tom smirked as he leaned into Bunny his ear again. “Something like that.” Suddenly his ears turned bright red and a small laugh escaped him. “My mister Abbit, whatever is going through your head to make you blush so furiously?” He expected the blonde to get mad at him again but the smaller male remained silent.
The surprising lack of reaction enticed him to try and get some form of reaction from the smaller male. Moving his hands from his shoulders and rubbing them down the length of his back, pressing against him to make him arch his back.
“I took a few basic massage classes and put out an ad in the local papers. I don’t even remember what it said, something about novice masseuse offering cheap sessions.” He moved his hands from his back and went to grab a chair so he could sit beside him. Bunny looked at him with a dazed expression, his cheeks flushed and his eyes cloudy and sleepy. “I’m going to do your arms next.”
Bunny blinked. “You really don’t have to do this you know.” He could only smile in response. “Hey it’s the least I can do, so hand it over.”
Tom took Bunny his right hand into his left hand and placed his right hand on his wrist, smoothing his fingers along the inside of his arm towards his elbow before moving up to his shoulder and back again, warming the skin under his fingers.
“Now normally this works a lot better when the person receiving the massage isn’t wearing a shirt but I guess since you didn’t want to take your coat off your shirt isn’t an option.” A loud laugh escaped the blonde. “You think?”
He placed his hands parallel on Bunny his forearm and moved up to his shoulder, applying even pressure as he went before moving back down as to release the pressure.
He looked up at the blonde, whose blue eyes were half lidded as they watched his hands work his skin. He was a bit sad he wasn’t making any sounds but the flush on his cheeks told him he was enjoying himself.
“You should come by my place sometimes; let me give you a proper massage.” Those blue eyes looked up to meet him. “Please Mister- I mean, Tom… Save it for the ladies.” “Why must I have an ulterior motive? Can’t I just want to do something nice for a friend?”
He grabbed Bunny his right hand in between his hands and began to make kneading movements on his palm using his thumbs, before sliding his index finger between his fingers slowly. Bunny hummed softly at the feeling and closed his eyes for a moment. “You forget Tom, we’re not friends.”
(wow sorry for the wait you guys, exams and all but I haven't abandoned this!)
Bunny was quiet for a moment, blue eyes staring at him in disbelief. “F-fine. Can you get off now?” He sighed as he leaned forward again. “Come on Ronald, just let me repay you for all the hard work you’ve been doing. I know I’m always causing you trouble, so let me do this for you.” Bunny didn’t speak but after a few seconds he sat back against the backrest, his shoulders touching Tom his stomach. “Fine…” he sighed. And Tom was glad he couldn’t see the grin on his face.
He placed his hands back on his shoulders, grateful to feel his body warmth through the thin fabric of his shirt. His fingers worked quickly, giving the same treatment to his other shoulder when another sound escaped the blonde, only to be masked by a cough. He wasn’t going to mention it so he was surprised the silence was broken at all.
“How did you get so good at this?” He barely hid a laugh as he heard the groan under Bunny his words. “You pick up a few things when nobody wants to hire you.” Bunny made a low sound that he couldn’t identify but quickly went on talking. “So you worked as a masseuse?” Tom smirked as he leaned into Bunny his ear again. “Something like that.” Suddenly his ears turned bright red and a small laugh escaped him. “My mister Abbit, whatever is going through your head to make you blush so furiously?” He expected the blonde to get mad at him again but the smaller male remained silent.
The surprising lack of reaction enticed him to try and get some form of reaction from the smaller male. Moving his hands from his shoulders and rubbing them down the length of his back, pressing against him to make him arch his back.
“I took a few basic massage classes and put out an ad in the local papers. I don’t even remember what it said, something about novice masseuse offering cheap sessions.” He moved his hands from his back and went to grab a chair so he could sit beside him. Bunny looked at him with a dazed expression, his cheeks flushed and his eyes cloudy and sleepy. “I’m going to do your arms next.”
Bunny blinked. “You really don’t have to do this you know.” He could only smile in response. “Hey it’s the least I can do, so hand it over.”
Tom took Bunny his right hand into his left hand and placed his right hand on his wrist, smoothing his fingers along the inside of his arm towards his elbow before moving up to his shoulder and back again, warming the skin under his fingers.
“Now normally this works a lot better when the person receiving the massage isn’t wearing a shirt but I guess since you didn’t want to take your coat off your shirt isn’t an option.” A loud laugh escaped the blonde. “You think?”
He placed his hands parallel on Bunny his forearm and moved up to his shoulder, applying even pressure as he went before moving back down as to release the pressure.
He looked up at the blonde, whose blue eyes were half lidded as they watched his hands work his skin. He was a bit sad he wasn’t making any sounds but the flush on his cheeks told him he was enjoying himself.
“You should come by my place sometimes; let me give you a proper massage.” Those blue eyes looked up to meet him. “Please Mister- I mean, Tom… Save it for the ladies.”
“Why must I have an ulterior motive? Can’t I just want to do something nice for a friend?”
He grabbed Bunny his right hand in between his hands and began to make kneading movements on his palm using his thumbs, before sliding his index finger between his fingers slowly. Bunny hummed softly at the feeling and closed his eyes for a moment. “You forget Tom, we’re not friends.”
(wow sorry for the wait you guys, exams and all but I haven't abandoned this!)
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