eyes-for-justice:
protectingthetruth:
“She’s been my best friend for about as long as I can remember, so if I can make her happy then I’ll do it.” Cherche softly moaned at the feel of his hands on her back, it felt so good that she couldn’t help herself, he was doing wonderful at helping her relax. “Your hands feel like magic.” She replied, her voice just as soft as his had been. “Have you given many massages before?” She asked, cracking an eye although she didn’t look back at him. She trusted that he wasn’t going to do anything weird, especially since his hands weren’t straying too far down her back.
“Hm… Makes sense.” Robin mused out loud, continuing to work on Cherche’s skin. He smiled at the compliment she had thrown his way, offering a thank in return. The question she made right after, however, caught him off guard. “To be honest… this is actually my first massage. I happened to study up on some books on the subject.”
“Oh- well, you always did seem to be a quick study.” She rest her forehead on her arms folded before her. If anyone walked in on them now she’d likely be rather embarrassed, the moans coming from her could easily be taken in the wrong way. She was enjoying herself though. “Hopefully I can live up to your standards when I take over... Though for now, could you go a little bit lower?”
