Day 5

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ The dawn of a new day brings a new game! Ronald is silent today — perhaps sulking? — but a new challenge has been provided on your tablets. ]

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[locktouching]

Want to do one on me?

[chosemyfate]

O-f course, Niles!

Is there one you had in mind? I am no artist but I can try. I'm sorry this might hurt... I can try make it up to you afterwards.

[locktouching]

Hmm. What was that phrase the Hoshidans like to yell at us? ..."NOHRIAN SCUM"? Yeah, I want to use that. I like it. Can you tattoo it on my lower back?

I won't mind the pain at all. Don't worry about that.

[chosemyfate]

As lord, I'd hope it's mostly just yelled at me and less at you guys... [ But talking about that can always be for later and another night of just talking till they fall asleep... ]

[He might have forgotten to ask, but he was reaching up to offer to take Zero's cloak to get better access to his lower back.]

I will let you do one for me in return.

[locktouching]

[Shivers a little as Corrin just goes for it.]

Want me to lie down for you? Would that make it easier?

[Picks a bottle up out of the way and climbs onto a table. Takes a drink, then lays himself down, sprawled and relaxed with limbs hanging over the sides.]

[chosemyfate]

[ He's not about to admit that it'd help because Niles do have some height over him... But... tonight he'll cave in to get him a vote. ]

I think... It would help. I wouldn't want to hurt you more than I have to, after all.

[ He climbs onto the table as well. He then carefully straddles Niles with the gun in his other hand. His free hand starts to pull cloth up to look for skin. 'Heartbeat,quit going so fast...!' ]

[locktouching]

One thing about royals is I know you have good handwriting.

[Does his best to relax, using an arm as a pillow while the other holds the bottle over the side.]

Having trouble with my clothes? I suppose I could make it even easier by getting naked for you.

[chosemyfate]

[ Sputters, resisting the urge to put his face in his hands at the mental image of straddling a naked Niles. The guy was already plenty of a view for Corrin back in the hot spring/onsen, honestly...

Corrin already was kind of staring when he saw and felt more of Niles... ]

Tha-! That won't be necessary!

[ After more careful tugging of Niles' pants, he manages to find a spot. Now to warn Niles before starting. ]

I'm sorry again, I will be starting now. [ He attempts his work in the next few minutes. ]

[locktouching]

[Niles endures it with minimal groaning, one letter at a time. All in all, it's not TOO bad, and when it's over, he seems very pleased.]

Thank you, Lord Corrin. I can't see it, but I bet you did great.

[Props himself on his elbows and takes another drink.]

Now... I hate to ask you to get off of me while we're so close and comfortable, but would you mind trading places with me?

[chosemyfate]

[ He blinks for a second before giving Niles one last apologetic touch and finally freeing him from the straddle. ]

R-right!

Sorry, again... [May or may not eye that bottle... How long has that been there. ]

[locktouching]

Don't apologize. I wanted it.

[As he gets up, he pushes the same bottle towards Corrin's lips, even helpfully tilts it for him to encourage him to take a gulp.]

Better take this and drink up, Milord.

[Moves behind him to straddle him the same way.]

[chosemyfate]

[The bottle was... generously offered before Corrin could ask why. Manages to not spit it back out, he has to cough a bit after managing to swallow the sudden alcohol. Not too much of a drinker, this one.

He will stay perfectly still when he comes closer. ]

[locktouching]

[Climbs up over his back, straddles him at the hips, and starts pulling his shirt up.]

First, let's get this off of you.

[chosemyfate]

[ He sputters at first at the move. Woah, woah! Not even gonna ask him where he wanted it? ...Not that Corrin was saying stop or no, but...

Corrin guides the shirt slowly off. It is a tight fit along but off it goes along with his gloves. Niles may see a freshly made crescent moon on Corrin's left arm already by how the skin looked a bit red. ]

[locktouching]

[Niles avoids touching the fresh tattoo. But he doesn't even pick up his tattoo gun yet.]

[Instead, his fingers press into Corrin's shoulders, kneading at tense groups of muscle.]

[chosemyfate]

[ He gasps and jumps a bit when he feels fingers on him. ...At least it wasn't the needle. (yet.) But rather than relax, he tensed up.

And perhaps that was why he let out a grunt (attempting to keep quiet and might slowly fail.) at the tough kneading that worked against his tense self. ]

W-What are you doing, Niles?

[locktouching]

You said you wanted to trade massages.

Try to relax. I'll take all that tension out of you until you feel nothing but bliss.

[Rolls the heels of his palms over knotted muscle.]

[chosemyfate]

[His eyes begin to close a bit as those palms kneaded into his skin. ]

You really do make sure I don't forget my words-

[ He gets cut off as there was a spot that was just RIGHT and a groan managed to escape his lips. He is quick to raise a hand to cover his mouth with flushed cheeks. ]

[locktouching]

Feeling good already? And I don't even get to incorporate aromatic oils or hot wax into this session...

[Gradually going down his back from the shoulders.]

[chosemyfate]

Perhaps another time? [Maybe the massage is making him not even think about what he just said or he genuinely meant that offer of 'again'~.]

We have- [he is cut off from his speaking as he shivered at the warm hands traveling from his shoulders to back. It might become a challenge, for Niles, to make Corrin lose his focus? ] -...a game to be playing right now.

[locktouching]

I know. I have a theory that it will hurt you less if I get you loose and numbed first.

[Taking his sweet time, though.]

[chosemyfate]

[ If anything was as sensitive than his ears, it was between his shoulder blades and the center of his back. When hands kneaded that knot just at the exact sensitive area, he manages to stifle another moan that comes up his throat, hands curling in as he gripped the surface underneath him. ]

You r-really think these through, don't you? [ He's sighing in what sounded like content, so if he intended it to be sarcasm/a tease, it wasn't convincing. ]

[locktouching]

I suppose I do.

...I think I worked out all the knots. Are you fully relaxed now? I'm ready to start. [Picks up his tattoo gun.]

[chosemyfate]

[ Corrin was so relaxed from the knots he didn't even know he had that he couldn't even make a word. He grunted in response, hoping it was sufficient enough of a response. He made a slight nod of his head.]

[locktouching]

[Aww. Ruffles his hair.]

How about below the shoulders? I have a phrase in mind. It will make you sound tough.