[Past] You, Me and a Pitcher of Cream

Nairn flushed, as she massaged the knot in such a way that he was unable to stay quiet, groaning in appreciation. She was talking... but her hands felt so good and—

Ah... I don't mind magic that might be the better choice. You... have other patients to see, and shouldn't spend all of your time with me, anyway. He was speaking so fast, he couldn't quite think about what he was saying.

He just knew she needed to leave. Her hands felt too good on his back.

@Megara Fern