#boundangel!verse

[absentisanima]

"Master..." Gingerly, he rubs both hands between Sam's shoulder blades, while the alpha is sitting. "You're... Very tense. May I relieve your stress...?" Leaning over his back, he plants an affectionate kiss to the side of his neck, nuzzling the spot as his fingertips begin to work and press into his muscles. He didn't like it when his master was upset or tense... He simply /had/ to do something to fix it. Curling his wings forth, he brushed the soft feathers against his arm. "Please, sir..."

Sam was in the middle of a merger with a rather stressful client, not to mention all the extra events he'd had to attend in order to keep up appearances. He was never the best at mingling with the masses, even when it was easier than snapping his fingers in recent years. He didn't have all that much patience to deal with people. A main reason he tended to fire employees so often.

So he was sitting, eyes glittering and jaw tense, when his angel came up behind him and pressed fingers into his shoulders, dancing up the column of his neck and lower, till he was leaning away from the back of the couch so Cas could rub pressure between his shoulderblades, holding back the urge to groan the whole time. Sam never liked massages either, he hadn't trusted anyone enough to strip naked and let anyone rub oil into his muscles. That just seemed like something an idiot would do.

That didn't mean it didn't feel nice though.

Sam sighed softly, fluttering eyes open from where they'd closed so he could turn and catch a kiss of his own. "Aright Cas. Relieve me."

[absentisanima]

✉

Send me a ‘✉’ for a “the morning after” note left on your pillow.

Went to work. You had a long night last night, didn't want to wake you. I left a reward on the couch.

Leave the plug in till I get home.

xx Sam

Ps. You may eat the whole bag of jerky.

[absentisanima]

{+ilosteverything-fornothing}

☣ –There was one thing to be said about Sam. He loved his toys. Humans, demons, vampire, didn’t matter. He played with them and showed them off and kept them close until he either got bored or broke them. Humans got off easiest, with their fragility. His last human had been his favorite, but she’s been a work toy, and on her off hours had found another Alpha she wanted to mate. They both knew it’d been a temporary arrangement, and he’d sent her off with a pat on the head and a very large settlement to keep her happy and silent.

But now he was stuck with nothing to do. And Sam hated being bored, it was precisely why he’d chosen her in the first place. That and her remarkable typing skills.

Sam didn’t usually keep anyone at home, that was his personal space, and he didn’t trust anyone enough, not in his line of work. That was also the reason he hadn’t taken a Beta or Omega. Not enough of a connection, not when he trolled the clubs for his entertainment.

So when one of his clients called and offered an early spot in a showing as payment for services he took it. Angels were rare, and expensive, even with the rate they were trying to breed them. Sam had connections, but even pulling a few strings he would have been on a waiting list for three years, so he’d never bothered thinking about it. Till now. He smirked. In three days time he’d have someone new.