Kahi’s hands instantly sent shivers down the younger boys spine. Ben melted against the brunet’s body, plaint under his warm touch. He reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers, twirling one of his brown curls around his finger with his other. Ben watched in fascination as it sprung back to its original shape when he released it, only slightly more fluffy. He wiggled up the bed, moving an extra pillow to support his back before pulling the other to lay inbetween his legs, mostly on top of his smaller body. Once they were aranged in a comfortable position, he began to thread his fingers through his locks, massaging his scalp with the pads of his fingers.
Ben just wanted to make his tense body relax, he knew the toll his games took on the older boy. After a few minutes, he moved his hands down to run his shoulders, sliding down his chest and back up in a soothing pattern. The younger boy noticed a bruise forming on Kahi’s bicep, so he promptly leaned down to kiss the purple skin. “You feeling alright? I can get you anything you need.” He murmured softly, burrying his nose in his fluffy curls.
Kahi’s fingertips rubbed against the cool skin of Ben’s back. This was comfortable, the quiet, the soft touches on both of their parts. Kahi wasn’t used to giving or getting affection like this and part of him really was happy this was happening, but he wouldn’t let that part of him bubble to the surface yet. He shifted along with Ben’s body when he switched their positions. He used his elbows to keep his full body weight off of the other boy. Feeling the fingers massaging his scalp, he hummed softly, leaning down to press soft kisses to the boy’s jugular.
With each passing moment he could feel himself becoming more and more relaxed. His own hands sliding underneath Ben’s shirt, well his shirt, and fingers dancing along the soft skin. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips at the small kiss to his bicep. “I’m good, babe. I promise.” he replied in a whisper against Ben’s neck.