Massage Meme

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Massage Meme


Everyone could use a good massage now and again right? Well it's time to let you characters lay back and relax-- or maybe treat someone else to a little skin therapy. ;) Break out the oils and scented candles, it's time for a good rub down.

How to play:
❧ POST with your character (list their name & canon in the subject if you please)
❧ Others can reply giving the massage or recieving it.
❧ Use RNG to pick from the numbers below, or pick your numbers, or make something up!
❧ Have fun!

Type

001. Shoulder and Neck - the basic of the basic. Perhaps a strained shoulder, been sitting too long at their desk. Or maybe something even more strenuous. However, it's time to work out all those accumulated kinks.

002. Foot - It's time to give those yapping dogs a rest and treat them to a little TLC.

003. Hand - Hey don't forget about the hands, overworked constantly they could use a bit of a break.

004. Arm - Time to loosen up a bit and rub out those arm muscles.

005. Leg - Perhaps you're looking for something a bit more specific and intimate. Calve massage? Thigh? It's your choice.

006. Back - Considered a coup de grace of massage, the back massage, when done right, can bring extreme relief to those who receive it.

007. Scalp - Wanna feel those tingles down your spine? Maybe a little oil to help add health to the hair?

008. Full Body - Maybe it’s not just a specific area you want treated, but your entire body.

009. Wild Card - Anyway you want it. Mix and match, maybe I forgot something you want.


Relationship

001. Friend - getting a massage from a friend can be a wonderful bonding experience. And exacerbate already existing tensions ;D

002. Lover - Whether a show of care or a prelude to something more intimate, a massage from a lover is a very welcome thing.

003. Service - Hey some of us aren't so lucky. We gotta pay for this service.

004. Wild card - Whatever you want. However you want.


Credits shall be given to lone_defender on LJ. Here's the original post

Comments

[firmup]

[The rest of the massage continues in silent for the most part, even when he finishes up and moves over to do the same for the other arm. Looking down at Mac with a smile, he decides to keep the conversation going.]

So what was it you were saying earlier? [Before Will rudely interrupted him with that tickle attack.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Mac starts a bit at his voice, eyes blinking open.]

I was sayin' something...? [See, he just spent the last few minutes funneling his efforts into tamping down the eager heat curling through his belly. Too bad he hasn't done a very good job. It's hard - no pun intended - when he's still being oh-so-carefully touched.

WFT is calm and grace and he is... well.]

[firmup]

[He chuckles, gently thumbing the palms while applying pressure before continuing a little more seriously.] About what people would say to you.

[WFT has an inkling that Mac's focus (or his body, anyway) is elsewhere, but doesn't bring it up because it's clearly doing a good job on its own. As informal as this is, he still maintains some level of professionalism.]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[WFT with the save.

He thinks longer on the question than he needs to, trying to keep it - and nothing else - firmly at the centre of his attention. That's easier than he expects. ] Well... it ain't nothin' new.

[There's a long pause.]

I don't mind so much when it's, like, a little kid askin' somethin' about the way I am, 'cause they don't know any better.

[A shrug.] I pretty much ignore it 'cause it ain't like I can spend the rest of my life all cooped up at home. I gotta do what I gotta do.

[firmup]

[He starts tracing the life lines on Mac's palm with his thumb, making circular motions along the way like kneading a small ball of dough. It's hard not to just lace their hands together, but he avoids the temptation.]

I'm glad you have managed to stay positive throughout dealing with all that. [Although WFT wouldn't blame him if he hadn't. Even WFT has found himself stuck in dark corners before.

He sets Mac's arm down now, looking at him with a smile.] That's it. How are you feeling?

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[He's not so sure about the positive part -- god knows he's only barely managed to keep from turning around and snapping at a few people because he has the gym, has the bags he can pound until he's dripping with sweat and his body begs him to stop.

But right, the question.] That's it? [Mac looks almost startled, like a kid with a boner called up to the front of the class. Should he get up real quick-like or will that just make it worse?]

I feel, uh, better... [Besides the obvious problem that's making him sweat. Yeah, sitting up sharply seems like a good idea. But who knows, god willing,maybe WFT doesn't notice a thing.] ...Real heavy, though, like I could sleep for a year.

[He tries for a laugh and it comes out about as awkwardly as he feels. Are boners on massage tables a customary thing?]

[firmup]

Yes, that's it. [Although WFT is more than happy to go on...and he apparently isn't the only one. He'd only follow with what Mac asks of him though. He grabs himself a hand towel to clean up and chuckles, keeping his gaze on the boxer and nothing else.]

There's a shower upstairs if you want to wash off the oil. [He grabs a larger towel and hands it to Mac with a smile.] I hope it'll help for your upcoming match.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Would that he could oh-so-subtly drape that handtowel over himself. Nah, that's a terrible idea. He looks to WFT as he's passed a much larger towel. Right, washing off the oil. That's exactly what the plan is.]

I'm sure it will! [He sits up and quickly swings his legs over the edge of the table and drops down to the floor, his drapey towel hanging off his arm in front of him.] Thanks, sir!

[Said while scurrying out of the room. Too bad he forgot his tank top. Oh well, he can grab that after.]