RL With Ken

[redlikecrimson]

Aya was sure that Ken was going to be frustrated after all the deliveries he'd sent him on that day but he had set things up to be worth it. The others had helped him out with getting candles to set the mood and putting Ken's favorite scents in the room with massage oil and bath products. On the table was his favorite dinner and Aya had the night ready to spoil him completely. Really he felt he should do it more but they couldn't really afford that kind of laziness.

So, this would do for now.

Smiling a little, he went out to the other room so he could make sure Ken didn't stop and collapse on the couch when he got in. In fact, once he saw the door open, he went over to help his lover out of his coat, offering him a little kiss.

"Welcome home."

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[redlikecrimson]

"Always?"

Setting the tray on the floor with the lid back on so a certain nosy kitten couldn't get into it, Aya gave a kiss back then smiled at him. "Get on your stomach."

[hatesthefood]

Nosy kittens were into things they shouldn't be, but Ken was used to it by now. He was fine with it as long as his bagh nahks were left alone. Chuckling, he moved to do as he'd been told, but not before shooting Aya a wry grin.

"Bossy."

[redlikecrimson]

"Mm. Says the person who just does as he's told."

Getting out the oil, he straddled Ken's hips and poured the liquid onto his hands to warm it up. As he did, the scent filled the air and soon he was rubbing it into the skin of Ken's back.

[hatesthefood]

"Like anyone would turn down a chance to get a massage from you. You could've told me to lay on the floor and I would've done it."

Oh, that was nice. Sighing happily, he wriggled his fingers at the kitten that had decided to see what was going on on the bed before letting his eyes slide closed.

[redlikecrimson]

Aya chuckled at the kitten coming up to investigate but didn't stop her. She wasn't doing any harm and would likely go to sleep when she found out no one was going to pay attention to her.

Massaging his fingers into the muscles, he worked out any knots he found there.

[hatesthefood]

It didn't take long for the kitten to lose interest and disappear over the edge of the bed, but that was fine with Ken. He was far too busy enjoying the strong fingers working the knots out of his back.

[redlikecrimson]

Aya worked his way up to Ken's neck and shoulder's, taking his time with this so that way Ken was properly relaxed. Not that it would take much work but it was still his current goal.

[hatesthefood]

Of course it wouldn't. If anyone knew his body and how it worked, it was Aya. It didn't take too long before Ken was mostly a human shaped lump on the bed. Thankfully, he hadn't fallen asleep, although he was dozing a bit.

[redlikecrimson]

Leaning down, Aya pressed a soft kiss the back of Ken's neck before moving down again to get his lower back and even further down to get everything below the waist too.

[hatesthefood]

Huffing a muffled chuckle, he shifted a tiny bit to move into the contact.

"Knew you wanted my ass."

[redlikecrimson]

Aya chuckled and gave that ass a swat before he went back to what he was doing.

"Shut up."

[hatesthefood]

Ken just muffled another soft laugh into the pillow before settling in for more pampering. It was a nice treat, but he still wasn't sure what he'd done to earn it.

[redlikecrimson]

He moved down to his legs before settling between them to let his fingers go for his feet next, content to just spoil the hell out of Ken for doing nothing at all.

[hatesthefood]

For a moment, Ken tensed up a bit, but a muffled giggle and wriggle of the foot Aya was working on showed exactly why he'd moved.

[redlikecrimson]

That only got a chuckle out of him since he was already aware of how sensitive Ken's feet were. However, he didn't stop, too amused by the reaction to stop just yet.

[hatesthefood]

He managed to bury his face in the pillow before he laughed again, knowing that being a little ticklish wasn't exactly a manly thing. Leave it to Aya to take advantage of that.

[redlikecrimson]

"Is there a problem, Ken?" he asked as he went from putting pressure on Ken's feet to actually tickling them intentionally.

[hatesthefood]

This time, the pillow couldn't hide Ken's laughter as he worked to pull his foot free of the devious redhead's hands.

[redlikecrimson]

Oh but he had another foot that he could play with, his fingers already attacking it. "I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you."

[hatesthefood]

Cackling with laughter, he wriggled, trying to get himself turned over. Aya might be in a bit of a precarious spot, but Ken wasn't exactly a slouch.

"That's not very fair-"

[redlikecrimson]

Aya didn't do a damn thing to help Ken escape but he didn't stop him either, simply smiling and watching him while he tickled his feet when they were in range.

"What? Tickling you?"

[hatesthefood]

With a huffing pant, he got himself turned a bit more, leaving one foot out of range of tickling fingers. Some might be grumpy at this treatment, but Ken was still chuckling.

[redlikecrimson]

Well if only one foot was out of reach then Aya was going to keep tickling the one that was. After all, how often did they get the chance to just...play like this? Besides, Ken always got him back later so it was all fair in the end.

[hatesthefood]

Play wasn't something they had a lot of chances to do, so this was fine with Ken. At least, it mostly was, as long as Ken got him back in the end.

Giggling, he heaved himself around, the bed creaking in protest as Ken worked to get both of his feet away from Aya's deft fingers.

[redlikecrimson]

"Going somewhere?" Leaning back on his hands when he couldn't reach Ken's feet anymore, he lifted a brow.

"You know, I can't say I know many assassins that are weak to someone tickling them."