Perfect.
Darck cracked her knuckles, and knelt down. Straddling Jak’s waist with a near wicked smirk… The fact he had said he may faint from what she was about to do was too tempting. and hey, he needed it…
Her hands came down and met his shoulders. Pressing in and gently rotating. Easing and squeezing at the tense muscles, and the knots. Starting a deep massage.
A barely-there groan and Jak’s body went limp except for the knotted muscles, stretching out a little. His eyes fluttered shut and he gave a light sigh of pleasure, ears drooping.
“Warning….a little warning would be n-ooh, right there. Riiight there.”
