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You've reached Timothy Stoker, leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.

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[ There's a soft inhale at the trail across his back before he lets it out much more slowly. ]

Good. Most people don't realize the strength they have. Physically and otherwise.

I'm glad I can help you.

And I'm glad I can repay it. At least a little.

[Which he's sure Kiryu will fight him on, at least somewhat, that what he did wasn't a service that needed repaying, but he's working a solid knot in his right shoulder that hopefully stalls that train of thought out a little.]

You deserve acknowledgement for the help you do, even if it's just something as simple as a nice massage.

I can accept that.

[ Nope, Kiryu's good. Kiryu's quite happy right now, both to accept the acknowledgement and to have hands on him working out those knots. Especially that one. The sound he makes when Tim works through it is- well, it's a little obscene. And Kiryu needs to breathe a few times before he can speak again. ]

You're better than you think.

[Tim tries very hard not to let that sound commit itself to his memory, and fails utterly.

So he just gives a quiet laugh, instead, trying to ignore the heat in his face as he keeps working. Kiryu's muscles are nice, and easy to work with - as knotted and tense as they are, they're also defined enough that it's easy to find where the worst offenders are, and he thinks he's done a pretty good of those fantastic shoulders by the time he starts training his hands down Kiryu's spine to start working on his lower back next.]

[ Kiryu's breathing out slow and steady, keeping his pulse settled so as not to be rude. But it does feel very good. ]

Would you mind doing this occasionally?

Be more than happy to.

[He shouldn't be so thrilled at the prospect of getting more shirtless Kiryu under his hands, because he is trying to be professional.]

Just give me a heads-up when you'd like the attention and I'll make sure I've got space blocked out.

Once a month?

[ He's trying not to be rude or take up too much of Tim's time. But shit, he feels so much better already. There's a soft huff of breath before he sighs out- ]

I don't suppose you like karaoke?

Once a month sounds good. And I'm happy to do more often if you'd like them. Don't exactly have a very busy schedule most days.

[He lifts a leg so he can kneel on the table, putting more weight onto Kiryu's lower back, dragging the heels of his palms over his hips.]

Love it, actually. Haven't done it in a few years, though.

[ That does earn him another low, satisfied sound. ]

You should join me. In the casino. A couple of beers. Karaoke. It would be fun.

[He definitely shouldn't be thinking about how much more relaxed Kiryu might be after a few beers.]

Sounds like a good time. I'd be delighted.

Good. I'll text you when I'm in the mood.

[ For karaoke. For karaoke. ]

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