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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 9:21 pm
Hm. Hel seemed to be looking at Mot as if he was growing a second head. The grim tilted his head, brows furrowed until Heimdall returned. His attention went to the ball of fur momentarily, ruffling his small furry head before tossing the ball elsewhere.
"Where?" He asked looking back to Hel. "Oh, well, any way or where you feel most comfortable. Have you never had one?" He asked curiously.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:01 am
Heimdall was off like a rocket again, chasing the bouncy ball down the little hall and his little paws shuffled along the floor as he followed it into the bathroom.
Anywhere or way, huh? Alright then.
Hel pushed herself up onto her hands and knees and crawled over to Mot, wiggling her way under his arms and just flopped and sprawled her torso across his lap, with her back up to him. Acceptable, right? “Mmm…not quite certain. My mother and sisters would help to…stretch my wings back home, but I do not think my back has ever been massaged.”
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:08 am
Well, she had sure made herself comfy, hadn't she? At least he hoped she was. "Ah, really?" Mot smiled, patting the back of Hel's head. "That means I'll be your first." Hm.. that didn't sound right. Mot coughed and tried to pretend he didn't just say that.
The reaper started massaging her back, easing from gentle to a little more firm as he did, testing to see how much Hel could handle. "You let me know what's comfortable and I'll adjust." Mot informed her, just happy to perhaps be of help.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:16 am
It was probably a good thing Hel’s cheek was smooshed against the floor…that way he couldn’t see that amused smirk that pulled at her lips. “Indeed it does mean that you will be my first.” Hel mused, and shifted her arms underneath her so that she could rest her chin on them.
She waited to see what it’d feel like to have Mot’s hands on her back, and like always…he was handling her rather gently. The ghoul hummed thoughtfully. “Maybe it would be better of I took my tunic off?” She questioned, and then added. “Do not worry, Mot, your pure eyes will be spared, I still have bandages on…and you can do it harder.”
…Now that didn’t sound right.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:23 am
Crap, that tone. She did notice his slip up. Even though she sounded amused, it was still embarrassing.
While Mot was body shy, her suggestion was a good one. Massages through clothing was not effective enough. The reaper pursed his lips at her teasing though, a small huff escaping him. And once again, choice words made him blush. "Right.."
It looked as though he could remove the garment himself with a little bit of Hel's help, without having to make her sit up too much. The reaper took hold of what he could and started tugging it off. "Arms up, babe." He said with amusement in his voice.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:53 am
She found his huff to be adorable, but she kept that to herself.
Imagine her surprise though, as Mot went ahead and started to take her tunic off. Once again she had to ask…was this real life? Hel blinked, and a small smile couldn’t help but tug at her lips as he called her babe. Hehe. The ghoul shifted, and ended up stretching her arms ahead of her to help…but she…she couldn’t help herself. She had to tease.
“…Mot…” She murmured. “…Please be gentle…” She breathed, trying to fight that troll grin. “It is my first time.”
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:00 am
Mot nearly choked.
"Hel!" The reaper managed to say, pale complexion going red. He knew she was teasing. Hard core.
The tunic was set aside, a flustered sigh coming from the reaper. "You're awful." He muttered with a pout, now giving her a proper massage. He may have said that, but there was a touch of endearment in his tone.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:12 am
Hel couldn’t hold it in. She snorted and laughed. “Oh…I know I am.” She murmured, and grabbed her tunic, bunching it up and using it as a pillow to rest her head on.
“…But seriously Mot, you can do it harder…it is not hurting right now.”
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:16 am
Mot had to laugh as Hel did, smiling ear to ear. It was okay that his ghoul had that sort of sense of humour. It was another reason he liked her. "As long as you know." He said with amusement.
"Alright." Mot set to massaging her back more firmly, more like how he'd do so with his mother when she'd had a hard day. Despite constant tension between them, they still had many moments between Mother and Son that didn't involve conflict.
"Feeling a bit better?" He asked, rather enjoying this moment between them.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 10:32 am
“All too aware.” She murmured, her eyes starting to slip shut as Mot massaged her back. It was very nice…very comforting. The reaper was pretty slack on his lap, quiet for the time being until Mot spoke up. “Mhmmm.” She replied softly. “More than a bit.”
Hel was quiet for another moment, closing her eyes now. “…How have you been?”
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 12:39 pm
Mot smiled softly, pleased with himself that Hel seemed much more relaxed. She'd seemed stiff and shifty earlier. Whether that was because of him or something else, he wasn't sure.
"Well enough." He answered with a shrug, rubbing her shoulders. "I've kept myself terribly inactive as of late. Contemplation and inaction. That's me."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 9:25 am
Hel was just getting lulled into the most relaxed state, and she might have fallen asleep soon, honestly, if it wasn’t for Mot’s answer.
The ghoul’s eyes slid back open a bit, and her brows furrowed. Her mouth also pulled into a bit of a frown. “…That is not all that is you, Mot, do not say thing like that.” She murmured. “…Why do you feel that way…?”
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 10:08 pm
Mot smiled softly, continuing to rub her back. "Maybe I'm just tired. I feel that I tend to think too much before acting, is all." He'd always seen it as a good thing until now. "I should try and absorb some of your impulsive nature."
But maybe not too much.
The reaper hummed softly, eyes lidding as he pondered another thought. "Would you think badly of me if I said I still want to be a Boogeyman? Even though all we seem to see of them lately revolves around scandal?"
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 10:17 pm
Hel wanted to say something to that in return, but she didn’t. It would have been hypocritical of her to say that it wasn’t a bad thing…especially since she was of the opinion that people spent too much time thinking and not enough time acting. Sorry Mot. She did snort softly at his next statement though. “I am not certain, Mot. That gets me into too much trouble. Heh. Better me in trouble, than you.”
Her eyes closed again under his attentions. “I would never think badly of you, Mot.” She murmured without hesitating. “I still stand by the belief that the Boogeymen need beings such as yourself…now more than ever. Someone who knows what is going on…I do not think…they are…all bad…but we need more honorable ones…like you.”
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 10:35 pm
"I'd rather you not get into any trouble." Mot said with a chuckle, knowing how futile it was to keep Hel out of trouble.
"Honorable?" Mot grinned, "Like me, huh?" He still felt like he had a long way to go before he could consider himself a real man of honor. But still, his ghoul thought high of him. That made him feel good.
"Thank you, Hel. And hey, if you fall sleep I'll just carry you to bed, so don't worry about nodding off."
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