[If Leo says he's fine then he's fine, Elliot won't doubt him on that. Deft fingers work out knots and tangles until Leo's hair is as smooth as its going to get. Without thinking he lets his hands move down to the nape of Leo's neck, thumbs massaging the muscle he finds there.]
[ hands on his bare skin is unexpected. momentarily, leo tenses under elliot's fingers, but eventually relaxes once more. it's elliot. it's just elliot. elliot who will never hurt him. elliot... whose calloused palms feel good on his overwrought, tense muscles. ]
[Elliot can't imagine what that's like. Then again, he's led a privileged life within a family who adored him. When he wasn't being catty sometimes Vanessa would rub his shoulders for him if he needed it. After all, she always got him to do so for her if she managed to catch him at the right time.
Thumbs slide down his friend's neck to push into his shoulders instead, watching with a bit of awe as Leo begins to melt beneath his touch. It's...well honestly? It's nice to see him melt.]
[ it's hard not to melt. while elliot isn't skillful at this by any means, just the idea of elliot's hands on him has some kind of strange effect that spreads through leo's limbs. his eyes are closed again, head tipped forward slightly until the tips of his hair are in the water. he lets out another noise, soft and breathless, and melts just a little more. ]
[There's something about the noises Leo's making that has Elliot's chest feeling suddenly tight. He feels good? Proud? to be able to make Leo so visibly relax. Clearly he's needed this for sometime. Really he ought to tell Leo to dunk and rinse his hair but he might just end up underwater if he keeps tipping forward the way he his.
He's using all of his fingers now, kneeding and pressing against skin and muscle. Leo is, well...skinny. He's mostly bone, not that Elliot himself is much better, but there's something delicate about the dip of his shoulders that the young Nightray can't help but be transfixed by. It was an illusion though - Leo wasn't delicate. Far from it.]
[ thinking leo is delicate is a common mistake. elliot fell for the trap once, but he was at least smart enough to never think it again. even though right now leo doesn't think he could muster much strength anyway, not when elliot is working the knots out of his back and it feels so, so wonderful.
distantly, leo wonders if it means elliot is actually good or he just feels this way because it's elliot. then he decides not to think about it. ]
[Oh. He wasn't expecting Leo to offer, but he's not going to turn him down. Not when honestly? He'd love a shoulder massage right about now. He's determined to finish what he started though, and that's making sure Leo turns to mush in his hands...which seems to be happening right now.]
I can't guarantee I'll be any good, but I can give it a try.
[ but. not right now. he's enjoying this too much. and this time, with a particularly nice feeling push of elliot's thumb, his head tips back instead. and there's a nice moan to go with it. ]
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[If Leo says he's fine then he's fine, Elliot won't doubt him on that. Deft fingers work out knots and tangles until Leo's hair is as smooth as its going to get. Without thinking he lets his hands move down to the nape of Leo's neck, thumbs massaging the muscle he finds there.]
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... Are you massaging me?
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There's a pause, thumbs pressed into the back of Leo's neck as Elliot looks down at his hands. Uh...]
Does it feel bad? You're all tense.
[Do you want him to stop?]
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[ so, keep going. ]
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[Elliot can't imagine what that's like. Then again, he's led a privileged life within a family who adored him. When he wasn't being catty sometimes Vanessa would rub his shoulders for him if he needed it. After all, she always got him to do so for her if she managed to catch him at the right time.
Thumbs slide down his friend's neck to push into his shoulders instead, watching with a bit of awe as Leo begins to melt beneath his touch. It's...well honestly? It's nice to see him melt.]
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He's using all of his fingers now, kneeding and pressing against skin and muscle. Leo is, well...skinny. He's mostly bone, not that Elliot himself is much better, but there's something delicate about the dip of his shoulders that the young Nightray can't help but be transfixed by. It was an illusion though - Leo wasn't delicate. Far from it.]
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distantly, leo wonders if it means elliot is actually good or he just feels this way because it's elliot. then he decides not to think about it. ]
... Do you want me to do the same for you?
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I wouldn't mind. Sure, if you're offering.
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[ but. not right now. he's enjoying this too much. and this time, with a particularly nice feeling push of elliot's thumb, his head tips back instead. and there's a nice moan to go with it. ]
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[Really, for all his bitching and moaning, he won't. Besides, he's really enjoying he's more or less rubbing out of Leo with his fingers.]