A/N: I wrote this because my upper back has been hurting all day for some reason. Oh, how I wish I was Collins… ;)
"Hey, Angelcake…"
The door shut just as Angel looked up from the novel he was reading. Smiling, he set it aside and rose from the couch in order to greet his lover.
"Hey, honey! I'm glad you're home!" Practically skipping across the room, he finally reached Collins and wrapped his arms around him in an enthusiastic hug. When Collins let out a rather undignified yelp, Angel released him and pulled back quickly.
"Thomas? What's the matter??" Angel was startled….not to mention worried.
Grimacing, Collins was leaning against the door.
"My back kinda hurts. I guess I was tense at work or something…"
"Awww! Well, if you lie down on the floor I can give you a back rub." Angel offered, smiling at the teacher.
Collins' gaze went from the floor to Angel.
"Ya mean just lie down right here? It's kind of dirty…"
"Since when do you care about dirt?" Angel laughed, slipping an arm around his shoulders…helping him ease his way down onto his knees.
"Damn…" Collins groaned pathetically, lying down on his stomach. He turned his head to one side. "I'm too old for this…"
Angel quickly got down on his knees, straddling his lover. He grinned, rolling his eyes. "Yeah! I mean, you're almost 30…you old coot!"
Angel placed both hands on Collins' back…in the centre just below his shoulder blades. He pushed down with a considerable amount of his weight. It was hard, quick, and unexpected for Collins. An audible cracking noise was heard.
"Does that hurt?" Angel asked him sweetly.
"Nope..." Collins grinned. "It feels greeeeat! You should be a massage therapist…"
Angel smiled and continued to let his hands roam over Collins' back, delivering firm pressure points up and down along his spine.
Snap! Crack! Crack! Crix!
"It sounds like I'm breaking your back…" Angel giggled, cringing as he worked.
"But it feels like heaven…" Collins moaned. "Go lower…"
Angel did so, his hands now pushing down into the small of Collins' back.
"Lower..." Collins laughed hoarsely.
"Thomas, this is a back massage…not an ass massage!" Angel giggled again.
Before poor Angel knew what was happening, he found himself pinned underneath Collins' weight. He was the one on the floor now. Angel blinked up at his smiling face, stunned.
"What happened to your sore back??"
"Let's just say that your hands work wonders!" Collins leaned down to kiss him. Squirming like crazy, Angel turned his head to avoid this…Collins ended up kissing his ear instead.
"Yeah, I'll bet!" Angel teased.
"Angelcake…" Collins growled playfully. "Let's do it right here, right now!"
"On the floor??" Angel batted his eyelashes innocently.
Collins nodded.
"You animal!" Angel smirked.
THE END