If this was what he got in return for dancing lessons and a foot rub, he'd have no problem spending years teaching her every dance step he knew and rubbing her feet after. Though there was a bit of soreness when she worked the knots out of his muscles, it wasn't anywhere near painful. It felt much too good to be associated with any kind of pain, and he breathed deeply in time with the strokes of her hands.
She returned his earlier remark about massages, and he smiled into the pillow. Her voice was still a little hesitant, but where it lacked confidence, her hands more than made up for it. "I'll have to start watching my mouth around you," he muttered amusedly, much too aware of the double meaning in those words. "You're going to wreck havoc on my peace of mind." The addition came out on a wistful sigh, and though they were technically still talking about her parroting his words, it wasn't what he meant. She was already turning his world on its ear, and it scared him that he felt so much for her already.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice commented dryly that it was a classic Jim Kirk move to fall hopelessly for the one girl he could never have, that he always got himself caught in impossible situations. No no-win scenarios. They didn't exist for him, and he wouldn't let this prove him wrong.
Her hands moved lower, and she attacked each bit on tension like she did the challenges he threw at her. A little grunt escaped him when she dug her thumbs into a particularly nasty knot, but he hurried to reassure her. "S'alright, keep going. In fact, don't ever stop..."
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She returned his earlier remark about massages, and he smiled into the pillow. Her voice was still a little hesitant, but where it lacked confidence, her hands more than made up for it. "I'll have to start watching my mouth around you," he muttered amusedly, much too aware of the double meaning in those words. "You're going to wreck havoc on my peace of mind." The addition came out on a wistful sigh, and though they were technically still talking about her parroting his words, it wasn't what he meant. She was already turning his world on its ear, and it scared him that he felt so much for her already.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice commented dryly that it was a classic Jim Kirk move to fall hopelessly for the one girl he could never have, that he always got himself caught in impossible situations. No no-win scenarios. They didn't exist for him, and he wouldn't let this prove him wrong.
Her hands moved lower, and she attacked each bit on tension like she did the challenges he threw at her. A little grunt escaped him when she dug her thumbs into a particularly nasty knot, but he hurried to reassure her. "S'alright, keep going. In fact, don't ever stop..."