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[Score! While his back wasn't necessarily hurting, he was more or less just stiff from laying all day. So what does he do? Flop down on his stomach while she gets comfortable and lays some more. Might as well if he's going to get said back tended to!]
Well, we wouldn't want your back killing you, now would we?
[She smirks and leans over to touch his back. Her hands are probably warm, even if she isn't glowing. Alison starts massaging him slowly, smiling wide as she does it. She knows he isn't actually sore, but she's playing along with it.]
[He drawled the word out and closed his eyes, just enjoying the feel of her hands. She kept that up and he'd end up getting rubbed right to sleep. Talk about magic fingers.]
[He barely leans into it since his eyes are closed and he didn't really expect it. It still makes him smile though, and he musters up enough energy to say one more thing.]
Thanks.
[For the back rub and the company and just being you ♥]
[She keeps rubbing his back, but she can feel how relaxed he is and she knows he's going to pass out on her. So she just hums some old song instead of cotinuing conversation.]
[He does hear the start of it, and like usual, she manages to calm him right down to sleep. The hands are good, of course, but her voice is always the kicker.]
[Alison sighs when he's asleep, and lays next to him the best she can. She looks at him happily, trying not to laugh. She'll stay here for a bit, but if he doesn't wake up within the next hour or so, she'll be going on an adventure.]
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Even if my back is definitely killing me...
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It is. Ugh.
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[She lets go of him and moves so she's behind him.]
Hmmm.
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You'd help me again?
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[She smirks and leans over to touch his back. Her hands are probably warm, even if she isn't glowing. Alison starts massaging him slowly, smiling wide as she does it. She knows he isn't actually sore, but she's playing along with it.]
Am I keeping you alive~?
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You're practically life support.
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[God, Angel was so full of it sometimes. But that was okay. He was sort of hungover and she wanted to make him feel better.]
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[He drawled the word out and closed his eyes, just enjoying the feel of her hands. She kept that up and he'd end up getting rubbed right to sleep. Talk about magic fingers.]
Right. Mmm. Right under my wings.
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Like that?
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Oh yeah.
[Yeah, she was totally going to rub him to sleep]
I can't ever reach that spot....
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[For some reason, she liked doing this better when he was drunk.]
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[Pardon the pun]
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Good.
[She leans over and kisses the side of his face.]
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Thanks.
[For the back rub and the company and just being you ♥]
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