“The bath is open if you want to use it now,” Kiyoshi commented as he toweled his hair and padded out into the living room. You were sitting back on the couch and watching TV when he settled himself between your legs.
“I’ll use it in a bit,” you replied. “Teppei, your hair is still wet.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I’ll dry it in a bit.”
“You’ll get a cold if you don’t dry it properly,” you reprimanded. A sigh of disapproval filled the air. “Here, give me your towel.” You plucked the fabric from his hands and began to dry his damp hair.
“It’s fine, (Name). You don’t have to do this.”
“Ah-ah, no. You’re going to sit here and let me pamper you.”
“But -- !”
“Hey, just let me spoil you for once, okay? You’re always taking care of me. Let me do it for a change. Please?”
Kiyoshi could only sit there. There was no way he could ever say no to you. Especially when you asked him in a voice like that. And while he would prefer to take care of you, he didn’t mind letting you take care of him for once. It made his chest swell with affection and pride and warmth for you.
You toweled his hair until it was mostly dry and sticking up in all directions. With your fingers, you ran through his chestnut hair until it was smoothed down and presentable. “All done.”
“Thanks,” he grinned, taking your hand and kissing the palm of it.
“That tickles.” Leaning down with a giggle, you wrapped your arms around his neck and nuzzled his cheek. “So how was work today?”
“It was alright. There were quite a lot of patients scheduled to come in today, and a few of them were being a little difficult to deal with. Other than that, it was alright. How was yours?" Kiyoshi worked as a physical therapist at a hospital twenty minutes away. He tied his love of sports and ability to take care of others into one unit and came to love the job he had.
"Meh," you replied. You were an elementary school teacher at Minami Elementary, making a living by teaching 1st graders. Kids loved your bubbly personality and motherly disposition. "The kids were quite rambunctious today and didn't quite listen to me like they normally do."
Kiyoshi rubbed your arm affectionately. "Rough day then?"
"Yeah..."
He could tell you were tired and somewhat frustrated. Earlier in the evening, he saw you racking your brain to come up with a better lesson plan and dealing with a couple phone calls from worried parents. If only there was some way to lessen your stress, even if it was only a little bit...
An idea popped into his head. "Come with me." Shutting off the TV, he lead you to the bedroom and had you lay down on your stomach.
"Teppei, what are we -- o-oh..."
The man began to massage your tense shoulders and sore back muscles, pressing his thumbs into pressure points and using the heels of his hands to relieve your aches and pains.
"How does that feel?" he questioned.
You hummed in response, "It feels better than amazing."
As he continued to massage you, he hit a particularly sore knot between your shoulder blades, but dissolved it immediately, causing you to let out a more-than-sexually-sounding moan. You clapped your hands over your mouth in embarrassment.
Kiyoshi chuckled. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
He continued his loving treatment, gradually going lower down your back. But the further he went down, the more he realized that he really, really wanted to touch more than just your back.
But he wouldn't. He didn't want to tire you out even more than you already were. You deserved a nice and relaxing break.
Suddenly you grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly, burying your face in it.
"(Name)?" your boyfriend asked worriedly. "Sorry, did I hurt you?"
You shook your head but said nothing more.
"Then what's wrong?"
Sitting up and looking at him, he saw that your brows were slightly furrowed and your cheeks were flushed darkly. "Your massage is, um, g-getting me in the...mood..." And then you brought the pillow to your face and curled into a ball.
He stared blankly at you for a moment. "Okay, and?"
You looked up at him. "W-well, aren't you tired?"
At that, he laughed. Not because it was funny in any way, but because he was thinking the exact same thing as you only a few minutes before.
Moving towards you, he put the pillow aside so he could kiss you. It was deep, sweet, and made the room turn up a few degrees in temperature. "I'm not tired anymore," he murmured huskily.
His voice made shivers dance across your skin. "So it's okay?"
"Yeah."
That night, he made love to you so passionately that both of you ended up oversleeping and being late for work.
A/N: Hi guys! Sorry for not updating, I've been so busy;(
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and don't forget to comment and vote so I can do better XD
