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Continuing . . . An extremely short, intermediary chapter, because some things are gearing up.

NSFW due to word choice

Hot lips and sharp teeth latched onto the flesh at the nape of their neck, piercing with delicate precision.  Rin exhaled sharply through his nostrils as they gasped beneath him at the prickles of pain.  Already, he could feel himself getting way too hot.  He had needed a little persuasion to finally indulge this request of theirs.  It wasn't that the idea didn't appeal to him in a more basic way, Rin just didn't want to either hurt them badly or inconvenience them with the types of glaringly obvious marks he knew his teeth would leave.  But they asked again and again, assuring him it was definitely something they wanted from him, and as Rin held their body, which was absolutely melting in his arms, no doubt remained that they really meant what they said.  Removing his teeth drew pinpricks of blood, and he pressed his lips further in, suckling on the area, using his tongue to clean and massage the wound.  Each soft moan he could draw from their lips clouded his mind with a little more lust.  Pulling back, he admired the dark bruise left behind, ringed with the tiny red puncture marks only he could make.

"What do you think, Rin?" They murmured innocently, but the mischievous look in their eyes did not go unrecognized.

{ I love doing scenarios like this, thank you for requesting! }

A deep sigh heaved his chest as Sousuke lingered outside his partner’s home, hand on the knob.  He rolled his shoulder beneath his jacket, but took only that brief moment to himself, letting himself in as he had been instructed to do and calling their name out into the house.  They answered him at the same moment he smelled the dinner they wanted to make, and he smiled just as they appeared around the corner to meet him.  A quick hug and kiss were exchanged before he was hustled away from the kitchen by a pair of hands, one gloved, “Ah nope!  No peaking!  I want dinner to be a surprise, remember?”  Sousuke chuckled at them as they tried to push his massive body, taking careful steps as they directed so nobody would topple over.  “I know, I know!  I just came to see you, I swear I wasn’t trying to look.”  They returned his smile as they guided him to the couch, and once he was seated they leaned down to his eye level.  “I’m actually almost done, so you only have to wait a few minutes.”  With hands on his shoulders, they gave him another quick kiss before returning to the kitchen, and Sousuke returned a “Take your time” to their retreating body.

Only once they were out of sight did his smile vanish, and his attention return to the ache in his shoulder.  It hadn’t hurt all that badly, but when they had set their hand on his shoulder during the last kiss, the familiar throb returned.  Sousuke’s listless eyes wandered the room as he discontentedly considered this- he knew how much this evening meant to his partner, to both of them really, and he was hoping the rehabilitation he went through earlier in the day wouldn’t make him too sore for them to have a nice time.  He tried to massage it through his clothes, roll it around even though he knew it wasn’t really good for him to do anything but rest it, wanting the pain to stop for just this evening.  It was then that his partner returned, bowl of rolls in hand, and saw him.  They frowned, pausing a moment. “Dinner’s ready now, Sou.”  He released his shoulder and smiled at them as he rose, leaning down to kiss their cheek, thanking them.  They returned his grin, enjoying this softly sweet side of him, and led him by the hand to the dining room.  No matter how happy he looked or how much he praised or thanked them, however, they knew Sousuke must be hurting that day.

They kept noticing the small hitches in his movements- favoring the good shoulder to reach for things more readily available to his right arm, moving it slower than usual, and how he kept repeatedly straightening his back in his chair- all the while Sousuke kept engaging them happily, praising their food and laughing.  Although they did their best to return the gestures, with each repeat cue they found it more and more difficult to ignore the elephant in the room.  It was when Sousuke volunteered to take care of the dishes, (“It’s only fair,” he had insisted) that they finally decided to breach the subject.  Sousuke had taken a few dishes more than he should have, and although his face somehow did not betray him, the way his right shoulder dipped suddenly as he carried them away did.

Alone in the kitchen, Sousuke winced as he set down the plates, regretting that his partner had probably seen yet again.  Sudden warmth appeared from behind as hands wrapped around his middle and a solid head pressed into his back, “Your shoulder hurts a lot today.”  He hung his head, still facing the counter, and placed a hand over their knotted fingers.  “Rehab made me a little sore today,” he admitted, knowing he couldn’t deny it now.  The couple was still, until Sousuke found himself being led once again by only his hand and a “Come with me.”

The two entered a bedroom, and Sousuke watched as his partner pulled the blankets off the bed.  They looked at him a little shyly, but held up a book near their nightstand.  “I’ve been trying to learn some massage techniques to help you, and now seems like a good time, so…”  Sousuke recoiled a little, brow furrowed with appreciation but hand raised in denial, “No, no.  That’s really great of you, I really appreciate it, but I don’t want you to have to do that for me today.  Come on, we’re supposed to have a good time tonight, let’s just go put on a movie, alright?”  He had turned his body half towards the door, eyes still on them, when they shook their head and stepped forward to take his hand once again.  “Please let me help you this time, Sou.  I don’t want you to go the rest of the evening in pain acting like you’re fine.  If we’re supposed to have fun tonight, that means both of us, and you can’t have fun when your shoulder hurts this bad.”  The two locked eyes, staring, and Sousuke reluctantly broke eye contact with a knit brow.  Embarrassed eyes flickered around the room, and he replied, a little gruffly, “… Fine.  If you’re okay with that.”  His partner’s expression softened and they smiled at him as they pulled him towards the bed, “Like I said, I’ve been doing this to try and help you.  I want to be able to make you feel better when your shoulder acts up.”

They were a little flustered looking down at the sight before them, and did their best to put all other implications out of their minds.  Sousuke had laid down flat on his belly, arms at his sides and head resting on their pillow, as he was instructed to do.  A bemused look had been shot their way as they told him he should take his shirt off, and he had outright laughed in their blushing face as they broke the seal on a bottle of oil.  “I just want to do it how the book taught me so don’t make fun of me!” they snapped at him.  Sousuke might have been sparing them teasing words, but the cheekiness was still written all over his face.   “I’m happy to see him acting more like himself though, “they thought with a smile, fiddling with the bottle’s cap.  They kneeled down in front of Sousuke’s head, while he continued to look up them with eyes that remained gently amused, and forced themselves to go through the motions they had learned.

They began the massage with firm hands on his left shoulder, focusing on the blade and muscles on his back.  Oil had been applied to their hands as they rocked their hands side to side, gently, allowing smooth motions to help push and pull the muscles.  His body radiated heat beneath their hands, and they were surprised that they really could feel the muscles relaxing beneath their fingers, just as the book had said.  “Does that hurt at all?” they asked after a while, and Sousuke replied with a simple “No.”  Reassured, they began to move to his ailing right shoulder, adding a little more oil and repeating the same motion firmly, but cautiously, looking for any sign of discomfort.  Sousuke’s chest expanded and contracted in a deep sigh, and when they checked his face his eyes were shut beneath a furrowed brow.  They continued their motions until they felt the muscles relax once again, and then asked their quiet boyfriend if he was in pain this time.  He only breathed out, “A little at first, but it’s fine now.”  They smiled, and began to move towards his actual shoulder, massaging the muscles closer to where the epicenter of his pain was.  Sousuke’s breath hitched again as they worked on the untouched muscles, but he soon relaxed once more as their fingertips dug into his body.  He sighed once more, remaining quiet.

They moved positions for the second technique, settling down at his right side, and lifted his arm to lay it across his back.  Gently, they took his injured shoulder into their hand and leaned back slowly, holding the position and stretching the taught muscles.  Sousuke’s face tightened briefly, as each new stretch burned a little, but once released his face relaxed once more.   Another dab of oil on his back, and they braced his shoulder beneath their hand while they carved a slow, deep crescent beneath his shoulder blade.  Sousuke adjusted his head at this, squirming his shoulders very briefly before his heavy body fully relaxed into the mattress, and his breathing evened into a deep, almost dreamy, rhythm.  His partner smiled down at him, and ultimately continued the massage until both his shoulders and back were loosened up and their boyfriend seemed to melt before them.

Sliding off the bed, Sousuke turned his head to smile up at them with sleepy eyes, reaching out a hand for them to take.  “Do you feel better now?” they grinned, receiving his hand with a squeeze.  “Yes,” he grinned as he hauled his body up, standing slowly.  He pulled them close to his shirtless chest, kissing their forehead, “Thank you for that, it was really nice.  My shoulder actually does feel a lot better.” His smile grew as he placed a few more kisses on their face, “I still say you still didn’t have to though.”  They were about to chastise him when he silenced their lips with a long kiss, stroking their hair and side slowly.  They became flushed again, suffocating in the heat of his bare body, and when they pulled away, the couple’s eyes met once again.  “Well, do you want to go watch a movie now?  I bought different popcorn seasonings to try…” they began after another silence lingered between them, only for Sousuke to kiss them again and take their hand.  He grinned, enjoying that is was his turn to lead them somewhere, “Actually…”  Their flushed face smiled at his familiar tone of voice, following as their shirtless boyfriend led them down the hall.  Flicking a switch, the bathroom was illuminated and, still holding their hand, Sousuke turned to face them, smirking “I need to wash some of this oil off my back before I get dressed again.”  He looked around, almost innocently for a moment, and took a wash cloth off the towel rack.  Enclosing it in their hands, he gave them another lingering kiss, the glint returning to his eyes, “Maybe you could help me with that too?”