@thetxickster wanted a hug x
“Y’seem stressed... Sir” Shura spoke softly, fighting back the cile that threatened to raise in her throat as she called him by title. But she carried on going. It was a forfeit after all.
“Let me help”
Walking round behind him, she started massaging his shoulders. She worked on them for a little while before sighing softly right in his ear, a smirk on her lips as arms draped over his shoulders, hands running down his chest. “Perhaps you need some company” she mused as she hugged him from behind his chair, nose brushing against his cheek.















