Here's the fun part: you have to guess what's REALLY happening, before the end spells it out for you. (Though, I'm pretty sure you can do so; it's not all that cryptic...)
"Hey, Kojuro. I have an idea. How about we… you know…" Sporting a full, crooked smirk, Masamune Date leaned in to whisper a promising delectation into his retainer's ear.
Taken aback by the sudden request, the taller man's face became twisted with confusion. In the awkwardness of the moment, Kojuro then had difficulty speaking without displaying such said feelings, "Sir, such a request seems-"
"Mutual? Rhetorical? Not needing an answer?" Quickly and quite needlessly, Masamune intercepted - his confidence unwavering.
"-Indecent. To commence something like that at random… Tonight just wouldn't seem-"
"What, seriously? C'mon! There's a beautiful moon out tonight, the air feels fresh after all that rain we had…" The younger, more enthusiastic man dramatically continued down his ever-going list, "I could probably grab us some sake, too…"
From his comfortable sitting position, Kojuro watched his master stand tall before him. He listened to his ramblings only but for a moment, before again attempting to knock sense into Masamune's head. With a shake of his head, he ventured, "Lord Masamu-"
However, the hesitating man was interrupted a third time that night by an abrupt action from the other. Adventurous hands circled around the grooves in Kojuro's back, wandering around his tensed muscles…
Such an unceremonious act caused Kojuro's arms to force his master away – a rare feat coming from the loyal vassal.
Predictably, Masamune Date threw a huffie towards his steadfast partner, "Aw, not fair, Kojuro. You always get to do this for me, and I want to-"
"Lord Masamune, as your mere vassal, I feel it unlawful to do such things with my Lord…" Despite his words, he felt ready to compromise, nonetheless. "Unless you first grant me permission, then-"
With feline-like grace, the leader of Oshu took a quick seat behind his Right Eye, reached around his broad shoulders, and dipped his head closer to his ears, expressing, "Screw permissions for tonight, all right?"
"…As you wish."
"Good boy." Masamune then worked his magic.
Of course, this was Masamune's idea to begin with. At first, Kojuro thought for a moment how foolish such a thing seemed; that his master should tend to him – a mere servant - in such a manner. But all his doubts melted as a warm pleasure enveloped him.
Surely, he should not deny himself the luxury. If his master was willing to provide, then why should he reject?
After all, working in the farmland is very tiring. And there's nothing wrong with treating yourself to a nice backrub, every once and a while.
More chapters to come, darlings! Hope you've enjoyed!