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

[justoutside]

"Yeah, Kadan, I've got you." Warmth in his voice and warm skin under his hands, Bull does as he's told. Presses and rubs, building the pressure and keeping a sharp eye to see if Jedao tenses too much.

[hellspin]

The sound of the joint reconfiguring itself is actually loud enough to be heard, and Jedao gasps in pleasure moments afterward. He reaches backward to touch his hip, moving it curiously. "You fixed it, you great lummox." But he's smiling, his voice warm, and not in a small way.

[justoutside]

Bull winces only a little in sympathy, but the smile comes back fast and he can use his height to lean down and press a kiss against Jedao's temple, "Just call me the Iron Bone Cracker. Feel good?"

[hellspin]

Jedao moves his head for a proper kiss, using the horns as handholds. "I wonder if you could do that to the rest of me. I'd be particularly grateful."

[justoutside]

"You know they have healers who do this kinda thing in Orlais." But he likes the kiss and it's not like Bull isn't completely aware of how much pressure human bones can take. "Just show me where, Kadan."

[hellspin]

"I don't want them touching me," he says, perhaps a bit bossily, but Bull seems to like that. "Up my spine. It's hurt for ages."

[justoutside]

He’s not wrong, though Bull’s not sure how he should feel about this. Being the person allowed to touch. Likes it more than he thinks he should. But that’s not a thought for here. “Tell me if it hurts.” And he’ll do as he’s bid, applying careful pressure and feeling the bones realign under his hands.

[hellspin]

"It hurts," Jedao says, voice thick with desire. "But I like it. Leave your mark on me."

[justoutside]

“Fuck.” It comes out as more of a growl than a word, though Bull’s hands stay careful on Jedao’s back. “I can do that, too, but not on your spine, Kadan.”

[hellspin]

And Jedao is... more interested than he was expecting. "What are you proposing?"

[justoutside]

"You want me to mark you? I can do that." He slides his hands back down to grip Jedao's hips, squeezing them slowly, more pressure than he has before, just shy of what would cause pain. Eye sharp on Jedao the whole time. "You want something you can feel under your clothes? A nice big kiss mark on your neck everybody can see? I can do that, Kadan, if it's something you want. But we'll have to change the rules a little."

[hellspin]

As ever, rules pique Jedao's interest. "Tell me the conditions." He will surpass them.

[justoutside]

Well, shit. It'd be a lie to say that Bull wasn't hot as hell for the idea, but this is the actually serious conversation they haven't had. Haven't needed to, Jedao still getting used to having a body again and Bull knowing his own limits.

"Turn around a minute," he says, tugging on Jedao's hip lightly, "I usually have this conversation before we get into it."

[hellspin]

Jedao snorts, and rolls over. The process reveals an extremely rigid erection, but he's not paying it any mind. "Tell me your game."

[justoutside]

Okay, a slight misstep, because Bull's first gut instinct is to reach out and stroke, but he can keep his hands to himself. His expression is... more serious than it has been during their time together. "Like I said, you want me to mark you up? Give you a little pain you can feel tomorrow? I can do that. I won't break skin or mark you anywhere I could cause serious damage. And if you need me to stop for any reason, if I give you the wrong kind of pain, you say Katoh. Means stop in my tongue, it'll get my attention faster."

He lets the smile come back a little with a tilt of his head. "Questions?"

[hellspin]

"And if I want something else?" He turns his head to the side, trying to see how he can disrupt the negotiations. "If you fail to drive me to the word?"

[justoutside]

Brat. It's a fond thought and Bull doesn't try to stop himself from reaching out and taking Jedao's chin gently, turning his head so he can look him in the eye. "You want something, you tell me. You want me to make a call on whether you deserve to have it or not? That's a game we talk about when both of us aren't already horny as fuck."

And this he has to phrase with care, because Jedao's brain is a twisty turny thing that's too clever by half. "The word's just a safety measure, Kadan. What I'm really after is seeing how fast I can get you off without touching your dick."

[hellspin]

"So the word is to keep you from winning." He's certainly interested. "I want bruises from your hands on my back. Press as hard as you can, I want all the knots out. I don't care if it hurts; it feels fantastic immediately afterward."

[justoutside]

That sounds about right, at least when run through what he knows of Shuos logic. "More or less, yeah." He lets his grin come back full force and lets go of Jedao's chin. "Then you better get back on your stomach for me."

[hellspin]

Jedao lingers a moment, drawing teeth over Bull's lower lip, before reaching behind him for a pillow. He folds his arms around it, places his head on top of it, and lays flat like he was before, his back to the other man. "Do your worst. I'm curious to see if this will stem the tide of your constant prognostication over my comfort."

[justoutside]

"Guess we'll find out," Bull says in a low rumble. He'll wait for Jedao to get settled and then he'll go to work. It's much like it was before, the gentle strokes building up pressure, giving Jedao just a little more to add the bite of pain as he rubs deeply into tight muscles.

[hellspin]

And Jedao lets his appreciation be known, gasping and sighing as muscles pop and light bruises are made. He can't help but ramble, of course. "It's-- interesting. I never- ah- liked any sort of pain before, in the bedroom or out, but... feeling anything at all is such a blessing... Oh, right there, thank you-"

[justoutside]

Bull's more than happy to work over his Kadan and listen to him ramble while it happens. "Things change, people change. Specially after living in a box for 400 years, I reckon. Here, tell me how this is." And he scrapes his blunt nails down the length of Jedao's back, not hard enough to leave mark, but present.

[hellspin]

And Jedao considers carefully, clinically. "Interesting. I think I like it better when it's more... personal. I get scratched all the time, but..." he stops himself out of habit; this is too impossibly dear, but... well. They call each other kadan all the time. They're well past that point. "No one touches me like you do."

[justoutside]

It's such a gentle thing, another tender moment in this thing they're doing. Bull can't help, he has to lean over Jedao and press a kiss into his hair. "Kadan," he says with more feeling than he usually gives the word. And then: "Wanna see if I can bruise you up while I finger you?"