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 Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:30 pm
"Yes... I do..." There is a far-away quality to her voice & the eyes that watch him seem a little distant. Relm blinks and they come into focus again. "Aren't you warm, Hummer? You're dressed for outside."
Relm tugs off her gloves & removes the lining of her cape -all she can do without changing her top- & lays them on the corner of the couch. "At least your jacket. Trel keeps the place pretty cool, but even so jackets are pretty warm inside."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:36 pm
Keme looked up at Relm and nodded, removing his jacket slowly and folding it somewhat to lay it down. He leans back against the couch, having to fight the urge to remove all the clothing, but this was Relm's home and it would certainly look rude if he did so. He bends his knees up to rest his arms on them as he continues to look around, spotting things he didn't see initially.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:43 pm
She studied Keme silently for a moment, wondering how he could look tense & relaxed all at once. Well... she knew a way to relieve tension.
Tucking one leg underneath her Relm scooted down the couch until she was positioned behind her friend, one leg hanging beside him. She leaned forward, grasping his shoulders with gentle firmness & began to lightly massage.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:47 pm
Keme tensed up when Relm put her hands on his shoulders and started to rub them and it takes him a few moments to actually start to relax. But it took him some time for him to totally relax under her hands, his muscles finally unwinding, but he just wasn't used to anyone putting their hands on him. He sighs and closes his eyes, leaning back against the couch.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 9:57 pm
Feeling him relax Relm smiled, very glad she had learned the techniques Trelweny suggested. It was all worth it to feel Keme's tension fade beneath her hands. She worked lightly with just the right amount of force, gently kneading away any knots she found there. Once she was sure his shoulders were completely massaged Relm carefully began to work on his neck. Her fingers gently cradled as her thumbs did the work, careful to send the tension down & not up into his head.
"My home's not stressing you, is it?" She asks softly, her voice pitched gently low.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:02 pm
Keme started feeling incredibly relaxed, his eyes drooping as she works her magic on his shoulders and this his neck, a small smile going on his face. His ear flicks at her question, "No, it's just I have never been to anyone elses home before....and no one's ever given me a massage before either..." he says softly, closing his eyes fully.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:14 pm
Relm was glad no one could see her smile. The artist was certain it was silly. She certainly felt strangely giddy, & surely some of that was evident on her face. Relm worked carefully at the base of his head. "Neither have I. But it seems to be a good night for firsts."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:17 pm
Keme smiled at that, "Yea, that's true..." he whispers, feeling himself start to doze off just a little bit. He felt strangely at peace with being there, especially since his usual tension was just about gone from his shoulders and neck.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:38 pm
Ever so lightly Relm started to massage his head. It had none of the firmer touches needed to take on the knots found in Keme's shoulders & neck. It ws more like the feeling when one goes to a salon & gets one's hair washed. Light little massages.
"I should get your back, if it's as tense as your shoulders were." She whispers the thought as it comes her head, leaning again to keep in reach of Keme's head as it droops away from her. "You could just lay on your stomach here. It'd be easier without your shirt..."
And if Relm was thinking how that came out, she probably would have kicked herself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:49 pm
Keme comes too and nods, moving himself so he can stand up. He removes his boots so he wouldn't get the couch dirty, keeping his back to Relm so that she can move off the couch. He then removes his sweater, grabbing the bottom and slipping it off over his head. He sighs a bit once the shirt is off, scratching his back a little bit.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:59 pm
She hops off the couch, flopping it out in the process. The artist blinks in surprise, Brows furrowing slightly as she tries to think why she would have done that. The obvious answer to her befuddled mind is more room, so that Keme can easily stretch out his arms or fold them under his head. Relm moves to scritch his back before gently steering him to the unfolded couch.
She smiles sympathetically. "I guess they take some getting used to, don't they?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:03 pm
Keme nods as he lays himself down on his stomach, folding his arms under his head to rest his chin on them, his tail swaying about, "Yea, I don't get how Audio's like you and Rikku can stand to wear cloths all the time. But I guess its just something you have. I can't wait till summer, then I can walk around without any cloths on again!" he says in excitement, totally ignoring how that may have sounded to anyone else.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:22 pm
She climbed up over him, straddling his hips, her calves against his hips & thighs. She did not sit down but kneeled lightly over top of him, her tail falling down to brush against his. "I guess it come from having befores... we remember times before being audios." Relm placed her hands at the base of his spine just above the waist of Keme's pants, testing his tension before beginning to work. Gently at first & then with sure, firm motions. "For us it's odd to not wear clothes. But at the same time they seem to add a bit of mystery... wondering what's underneath even if you already know."
And that was what she was fighting, though she neither knew it nor would acknowledge it if she did. No. Relm was not about to pull a Rikku... subconsciously she pushed such thoughts away. Thoughts that seemed to be more demanding since watching Keme remove his shirt. Relm bit her lip & focused on massaging Keme's back.
Keme's strong, warm back...
She shook her head to clear it but then her tail hit his again. Espers! You've only seen him without clothes until today! Why is his comment about walking around without them mean anything at all? With sheer force of will Relm tried to forget such thoughts to some degree of success.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:27 pm
Keme didn't mind when her tail hit his, what really kept him awake. His whole body felt warm and relaxed and he was softly dozing off and on, a purr coming from him. "Mmmm...your hands feel really good Relm...guess thats two things you do really good with your hands..." he says drowsily and if it was any other time, he would have smacked his head for that comment, but he was so relaxed and fargone he didn't really think about what came out of his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:42 pm
I won't say it I won't say it I won't say it It was a good thing her lip was already firmly wedged between her teeth for the quipy comment that almost slipped from Relm's mouth. Instead she -thankfully- had time to think of a reply. She ran her hands lightly & firmly along his back. There's no harm in enjoying this, is there? The artist wondered as she automatically memorized the contours & the way he felt beneath her fingers. "Thank you. I'm just glad I can help you relax, Hummer. I didn't know you were so tight." Gently she applied more force gradually to a particularly troublesome knot that seemed to be lodged between two vertebrae. "You should sleep in a bed from time to time. Less strain on your back."
Relm could kick herself for that, & mentally chastised herself for saying it while at the same time hoping that her friend would not catch any possible underlying meaning.
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