Aden X Elena for 4 please?
4: “Do you… well… I mean… I could give you a massage.”
Aden sat at the little wooden table in the shop, watching Elena work at the forge on his sword. For such a small body, every bit was toned with muscle, and they shifted under her shirt as she hammered away at the metal.
After a moment Elena grunted and stopped.
She stood, stepping away from the forge and dropped her hammer on the bench with a sigh.
“Something wrong?” Aden asked.
Elena shook her head as she tugged her mask up, revealing her tanned face and bright blue eyes. Her cheeks were red from the heat, and she dropped the mask next to the hammer, rolling her left shoulder.
“Nah, not really,” she muttered, “My back just hurts.”
“Probably from spending too long bent over the forge,” Aden chastised, “You need to take better care of yourself.”
Elena huffed and rolled her eyes.
“You’re starting to sound like my brother,” she snapped.
“I’m starting to understand what he’s so protective,” Aden countered.
Elena simply rolled her eyes, continuing to rub her shoulder. She cringed, and Aden hesitated.
“I could… um… you know… give you a massage. If you wanted.”
Elena’s eyes widened and she looked at Aden.
“Would you really?” she asked. When he nodded, she broke out into a grin and shuffled towards him.
“C’mon, scoot back,” she ordered. Before he could protest, she wedged herself to sit between his legs on the end of the chair.
Aden’s cheeks heated up, and for a moment he didn’t move.
Elena glanced over her shoulder.
“You okay?” she asked, confused.
“Y-Yeah,” Aden muttered, and his hands found Elena’s shoulders. He began gentle, but by impatient urging by Elena, he was soon digging hard into the muscles of Elena’s back with his thumbs.
Her head fell forward, revealing her neck, and Aden ran his fingers up and down there, too, to which Elena let out a grateful groan that made Aden’s face heat up once again.
Finally, his hands cramped and Aden was forced to stop.
Elena raised her head and rolled her shoulders with a moan.
“That felt great,” she said, standing and turning to grin at him, “I’ll have to keep you around.”
Aden scoffed.
“Gee, thanks,” he said, but he couldn’t help but watch with a small, admiring smile as Elena picked up her hammer and mask with new vigor, beginning to set to work once again.