Lucien was stretched out beneath Silas's hands, melting under the massage. The alpha really was unfairly good at pampering his partner.
His flu had already eased up thanks to the eastern medicine Silas forced into him earlier… bitter as hell, but undeniably effective.
"Don't go to the dangerous zone…" Lucien muttered when those hands started drifting lower toward his ass.
"What? You don't want that part to be massaged?" Silas teased, already knowing the answer. "I can even make it tighter."
"Perverted bastard. I'm tired, okay? Haven't we had enough sex? You're still not satisfied?"
"Hm… try standing where I'm standing. Your naked body right in front of me, within reach, begging to be touched in dangerous ways. Wouldn't you get horny too?" Silas asked, dragging his hands back up to Lucien's neck.
Lucien sighed in relief. No choker today, but the area was still tense.
