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 Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 4:33 pm
Mot was spent.
He'd taken Hel's advice and went to Shun for some Boot Camp style training. He went in thinking it could not be worse than Mac's training. He was so wrong.
Mot had pushed his poor fragile body way further than it could handle.
He was so stiff and sore he could barely move. His ankles were black and blue, so were his arms and a few spots here and there on the rest of his body. He didn't even change out of his pajamas that day. He could barely get out of bed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 4:51 pm
Hel had completed her normal morning regimen that day…and then just took to spinning more thread out of the foxfire fur she acquired from Thanatos. Couldn’t make a blanket without her thread after all! She had quite a few spools made now, and just finished one up, grinning a bit as she eyed it. Dreamdust fur…it was gorgeous, even on a spool.
She wanted to share!
That thought in mind, Hel wandered across the hall to Mot’s room, and knocked. “Hellooo, Mot, are you in?” She didn’t bother to wait for a reply though, and just invited herself in, turning the door knob. If he didn’t want her to waltz in, then he should start locking his door. The reaper poked her head in, first looking at the desk for the cowboil, and then look over to the bed…where Mot was still lying in his pajamas.
Warning bells.
Hel stepped into the room, her brows furrowing as she closed the door. “…Uh…Mot…is everything alright…?”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 5:20 pm
"Hiii Heeel.." Mot called, his voice muffled in the pillow his face was currently planted in. He didn't move, aside from his wrist moving up slightly in lieu of a wave. He turned his head enough so he could see her, smilig weakly.
"Aah.. I overdid it.."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 5:23 pm
The reaper was growing more alarmed at his behavior, until he said he over did it.
…Oh…
OH!
Hel visibly relaxed, coming a bit closer with a bit of a quirked smile. “…You trained with Shun, huh?” She asked, and then grinned. “…He…did not cut it down for you, did he?”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 5:33 pm
"I did." Mot said almost sadly. "Ah. I certainly hope he didn't. If he cut it down then I do not want to know what the other half is." He said with some strain. He wanted to sit up at least and speak with her properly. But even when he tried to roll onto his back it hurt like Hell.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 5:38 pm
Hel just laughed, taking note of Mot’s posture and movements…or lack there of.
It was easy to see that he was sore…and most likely stiff. The ghoul knew he was not use to this kind of training at all, being a city boil and all that. The boil couldn’t even get out of bed or move in it, it seemed…and that was no way to go. “…Oi…” Hel started, smirking a bit. “…I can massage you if you would like…it would greatly help with the sore and stiff muscles…full body and all…I learned how to do so from my mother and older sisters…since they would often make me do it whenever they pushed their bodies too much in one day…”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 6:24 pm
Mot looked up as Hel spoke, her offer considered for all of a couple seconds. "I guess you and your family knows a thing or two about an over exercised body." He said with a soft chuckle.
"Okay. Would you?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 6:31 pm
Hel grinned. “Of course!” She didn’t care to show him her spool for the time being, and instead worked on making herself comfortable for work.
She was going to be there a while.
The ghoul placed the spool on the desk, and then started to pull off her stockings. This was then followed by her orange tunic, and then her chain mail. The mail hit the floor with a loud thud, clinking as she then picked it up and draped it over the chair. That left Hel in her bloomers, tank top, and 3/4 sleeve shirt. She then rolled her shoulders, stretched out her arms, cracked her knuckles, flexed her fingers, and pulled her braids up into a messy bun.
Serious business.
The reaper finally approached the cowboil, and first re-arragned his pillows so that he could lay his face down and straight and still breathe. “Okay so…ah…” Hel grinned a bit sheepishly. “…I am going to need to take off your clothes.” She sounded way too cheerful about that, and noticed, so changed her tune a bit. “But your boxers can stay on…uh…ya know…my hands and fingers and dig and massage in the muscles better without clothes in the way…”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:08 pm
While Hel made herself more comfortable, Mot.. laid there. He really couldn't do much else. He'd never felt so sore and stiff, never pushed his body like this. As Hel approached he had little choice but let her do what she needed, arranging his pillows for him and all. He was lucky, really.
Her voice had his gaze flicking up to meet hers. The request was.. certainly something that made Mot's skin flush a pretty pink colour. Still, if he wanted any kind of relief, he'd have to take a chance. Essentially he'd be letting Hel put her hands all over his half naked body.
He had issues with touching. Those issues would likely need to die tonight.
"...Very well." Mot relented with a soft sigh. He'd never get proper rest if he was feeling so much of this pain. He'd do anything now. "Forgive me.. I'll try to help.." Undress, he meant. Though likely his help would be in the form of not resisting. Last time he tried to move it took 5 minutes to walk across the room.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:25 pm
“Nah, do not worry, Mot! I got ya.” The reaper was just grinning widely as she so boldly reached out to the cowboil and grabbed the hem of his sleep shirt. Off that went. Hel tossed it to the floor. Next came his sleep pants. Off those went. They went to the floor too.
“There!” The ghoul cheered just grinning away as she eyed what she needed to massage. Purely professional. Not. Hel then moved back up to his head, and pushed his braid off to the side. “Okay… now just keep your face flat and down…alright? Your neck needs to stay aligned with your back while I do this…” That being said, Hel then climbed onto the bed and straddled Mot’s waist. Someone was too gung ho about this. "Just relax and do not worry about a thing. I will take care of you today..."
Once settled, Hel reached out and placed her hands on his shoulder blades, and immediately dug in and got to work pushing and pressing her fingers and palms deeply into his skin.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:33 pm
Was it just him or did Hel seem.. very very excited about this? Mot's cheeks turned red as he felt her take off his clothes without a smidgen of hesitation. He was a little embarrassed to be manhandled, but better it Hel then.. well whatever.
"Alright.." He replied, setting his face down straight into the pillows. Oh hey, now he was in the same position he was after Shun's training, only less weeping and this time there was a ghoul straddling his back. Some might say it was a very good day.
Hearing Hel say she would be taking care of him was both flattering and maybe a little scary.
As Hel started the massage, it didn't feel all that great at first. Everything hurt, but he knew enough to know massages were mostly meant to ease tension but also realign and unknot to some degree. And somehow, having a pair of warm hands rub your back made things feel better in the cockles of his heart. Mot closed his eyes and let himself relax.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:39 pm
“Dear Jack Mot, you are stiff. Shun worked you like a gnome in a field during the candy corn harvest.” Hel chuckled softly, continuing to just work on his shoulders, going up the back of his neck where her fingers pushed and pressed and kneaded before working her way back down. She then shifted her attention to one of his arms, stretching it out, and pulling it behind him and pulling before she laid it out flat and started to massage.
Aside from that, the ghoul seemed content to be quiet for the time behind, simply getting absorbed in her task.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:42 pm
Mot managed a laugh, albeit still muffled from his pillow. "You're teling me.." He joked, keeping himself limp as Hel worked her magic. As much as having Hel's hands work his neck and shoulders had bothered him at first, the longer it went on the more used to it he was getting. In fact, now that he let it, it felt really good.
Mot feel silent as she did, wincing now and then.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:58 pm
The reaper was attentive, definitely. Every inch of skin got worked and massaged. Even his palms and his fingers. After massaging both arms, Hel worked her way down his back, and after sometime she had started to hum softly.
After finishing his torso, Hel shifted, and flipped around. Now she was straddling Mot’s waist and facing his feet. A grin pulled at her lips, and it was a good thing Mot couldn’t see. Right where his boxers ended, Hel started there, placing her hands on his thigh and started to massage there.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:05 pm
Mot's head started to feel fuzzy after a while. The tension in his muscles was slowly and methodically getting relaxed. It was easy now to understand why so many ghouls raved about spas that offered massages. This felt amazing even with all the pain he'd been enduring. Or maybe it felt great because of it. Mot sighed softly despite himself. Why had he ever been afraid of physical contact again? It all seemed silly now.
Hel sifted, which brought Mot out of his half asleep stupor. He was knocked right back into reality as he felt her hands on his upper thigh. It was a really good thing he wasn't too ticklish. Still, his heart pitter patted a little more rigorously. He was not used to hands on his thighs at all. Not at all.
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