Reader massaging zanka after a long day?
Zanka let out a heavy sigh as he settled face down on his own bed.
"You're not going to do anything weird, are you?" he asked, tensing up immediately as soon as you sat on him.
"Like what? You don't think I'm going to give you a tattoo or something, do you?" you joked, but he tensed up even more. "Come on, love, it's just a massage. Don't get any more tense than you already are."
You gently patted his back to ask him to relax, and you could feel his muscles loosening a little.
You took the small bottle of oil that Eishia had given you, filled with herbal extracts that aided relaxation, and poured some into your hand and got to work.
"Ouch," he exclaimed. "That hurt."
"You're really tense on this side," you defended yourself.
"You said you knew how to do this," he tried to get up, but you stopped him immediately.
"Of course I know how to do it, but you've got knots all over you. Of course it's going to hurt."
"Looks like you enjoy hurting me."
"Oh, come on, that's what happens when you train for hours day and night."
You massaged his shoulders again, and he slumped back down, too tired to argue.
After what felt like hours to Zanka, you finally finished and stood up.
"How do you feel? More relaxed, right?" you asked eagerly. He couldn't deny it after seeing your happy smile.
"Of course, thank you so much."
"Then we'll do it again tomorrow."
"Again?" he asked nervously, his voice higher than usual. "Why?"
"Because that's the only way you'll get rid of those knots," you said, touching his shoulders again, and he tensed up once more.
"I think we should leave it as a weekly or monthly activity," he blurted out, giving you a quick kiss on the lips and rushing out of his room. He hadn't even finished getting dressed properly when he was already halfway down the hall.
