This story was written for a friend as a reward for being a good girl the other day. It's pure fluffy smut and is dedicated to her. You know who you are.

Might write the rest of what happens if there's enough interest.

PS - for each review, God won't kill that kitten he threatens to from all that masturbating you do. Hint hint.

"Hey baby," I say as I slip my hands around her waist, "what's up?"

"Mm, not much. Just feeling a little achey after that workout coach made me do."

"Yeah, that was intense." I reply, stroking her sides.

Emily leans back against me and sighs in a way that makes me think she wants something. I'm usually good at guessing what but sometimes I like to watch her throw herself at me. She flicks her hair to the side and tilts her head to expose her neck to me and I almost cave when I see the soft smooth skin there. She rolls her shoulders like they hurt and I get what she's after. Instead of giving it to her I disentangle myself and ask if she wants some OJ since I'm going to the kitchen. She huffs and says no so I leave my bedroom and smile to myself at how cute she is when she doesn't get what she wants.

Little does she know, I'm actually going to the bathroom to rummage around in my cabinets looking for some kind of oil or moisturiser that might come in useful. I find a bottle of sweet smelling body lotion and tuck it into my baggy pants pocket before returning to my room. Emily doesn't notice that I have returned OJ-less; she's too busy pouting on the bed and making a show out of rubbing her sore shoulders. She takes her shirt off to reveal a black tank top and obviously thinks she's going to tempt me. If I wasn't already committed to giving her what she wants eventually, this tactic would definitely work.

"So what do you wanna do?" I ask her.

"Cuddle!" she replies and motions for me to come over to the bed. I climb on next to her and wrap my arms around her, snuggling in close and kissing her on the lips. She wriggles around and bites her lip before lowering her head and looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.

"Paige?" she says as I fight the urge to quit playing games and give her whatever she wants right this second because have I mentioned how beautiful she is, like, every single moment of every single day?

"Emily?" I ask, much more calmly than I feel.

"My back hurts."

"Oh, poor baby." I say, ignoring what she's implying and kissing her on the lips tenderly. She huffs again and looks up at me like she wants to say something. I'm a kind of mean person and I want her to ask for what she wants before she gets it. She pauses and takes a breath.

"Any chance of a back rub?"

"Thought you'd never ask," I say as I lean forward for one more kiss and reach into my pocket for the lotion, "I got this for you while I was in the bathroom."

She looks at the bottle and her face lights up.

"How do you manage to be so nice and so mean at the same time?" she asks as I hook my fingers under her tank top and pull it up before unclipping her bra with practised dexterity. I throw both garments off to the side and ask her to take her jeans and panties off too.

"It's a talent, I guess." I prod her until she is lying on her front, her hair cascading over the pillow next to her revealing her smooth back and neck. I sit on her ass and run my hands along her sides where they dip in and out and marvel at how impossibly soft her skin is. I squeeze out a lot of the lotion onto my hands and rub it together to warm up and then start where she seems to have the most discomfort – her shoulders.

I rub in smooth, firm strokes over the tense muscle, across her shoulders and up her neck to her hairline. She pushes against the touch and sighs contentedly. I work at her shoulders and neck intently, finding all the knots and pressing my fingertips into them in circles as Emily moans quietly with relief. I press the flat of my palms on either side of her neck and stroke gently downwards across her shoulders all the way to her upper arms and then back again until they meet at her spine. Then I run my hands firmly down her back, pressing on the muscle on each side of the spine but careful to avoid the bone. When I reach her lower back I increase the pressure and use my fingertips and knuckles to knead the flesh just above her ass.

I place two of my fingers on each side of the base of her spine and push them up all the way to her neck, watching as she rolls her back into the movement and I am rewarded with a soft gasp.

"That feels so good, babe," she tells me.

I start to knead and rub on the skin and muscle in the middle of her back, working my way outwards until I am at her sides. From here, I can reach up and touch the sides of her breasts which are pressed against the mattress. I can't really resist that temptation so I nudge her until she raises her chest off the bed a little and slip my hands underneath her to grope and squeeze her breasts. She sighs and I feel her pressing her hips into the bed under me, trying to create friction. I let go of her breasts and return my hands to her back, kneading again as she writhes and moans.

I reach the small of her back again and scoot downwards so that I can massage her ass and the muscles just under her cheeks. She pushes up into my hands and I am mesmerised by the sight of her round bottom under my fingers. Her ass has always impressed me, even more so when I finally got free access to touching it. Right now it's warm from being sat on and firm and Emily is making all sorts of encouraging noises with each movement.

She starts fidgeting more and more, wiggling her ass and her moans start to sound more of the frustrated variety. Before long she is pretty much lifting her hips up off the bed like a cat in heat, trying to hint that she wants me to stop massaging her and start having sex with her now. I got the hint ages ago but… as I said, I'm kind of mean and she's gonna get what she wants eventually anyway.

I let my fingers come agonizingly close to her core from behind, brushing against her lips to make her gasp. She's wet already for me and after more teasing, I move one of my hands to her lips and gently slide through them up and down, gathering some of the wetness until I settle at her entrance. And then, just because I know it'll surprise her, I thrust two fingers roughly inside. Emily cries out and grips onto the sheets, squeezing my fingers before wriggling around until she's on all fours, resting on her elbows, her ass in the air in front of me.

"Fuck me," she says, pushing back against my fingers and I don't need telling twice.