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Ann let out a loud groan as she plopped onto the couch, pain finding ways to stick to her back no matter what position she laid. Whether she laid on her back, her side, or even face down, comfort evaded her. Coming to the conclusion that laying down wasn't going to help, she stood back up and applied pressure to her upper back, trying (and failing) to stop her back from arching further and reaching unnatural positions.

Damn photographers and their preferences!

Not even a few seconds passed when Ren appeared from from the kitchen, still wearing the pink apron she kept in her closet. If she wasn't hurting so bad, she might've complimented him, telling him he wore it well, the "Kuma" design making him look cuter than she thought was possible. Unfortunately, the pain persisted and getting rid of it took priority.

"Welcome home." he greeted with a smile, "Rough day?"

"You have no idea…" she groaned, lightly beating her back.

Ren, quickly getting the memo, removed the apron and sat on the couch, excitedly ushering her to come over and lay on his lap.

Painful as it might've been, Ann was all too happy to follow along. Making herself as comfortable as her back allowed, she took a deep breath, silently telling him she was ready.

"Tell me if it hurts, okay? I'm still new at this." he said, rubbing his hands softly over her back.

"Go for it." she sighed, already feeling her muscles relax. "Worst case scenario is you'll do nothing. Otherwise anything you do will make me feel better."

Ren chuckled, this time applying more pressure. Waves of pleasure immediately shot through her back, causing Ann to elicit soft moans, making it clear he was doing something right. He continued the process a few more times, making sure to feel for stiff areas so he could focus on loosening them. Then, using his knuckles he drew circular patterns on her back, steadily moving down to her lower back but managing to avoid going too far down before moving back up.

Ann's moans grew louder as she felt her muscles relax at his touch, a smile rapidly making its way to her face as her vision grew hazy. She had to wonder whether or not Ren really was new at this, as she couldn't find any possible way to make herself feel as good as she did. Now and then a thick string of saliva would make its way down her mouth, alerting her that she was drifting away and each time she would suck it back up. She had to stay awake in order to feel the massage in its entirety.

As Ren's hands made their way back down again, she felt it.

"A-Ah!"

Immediately she felt him pull away in shock.

"Sorry! Are you alright?" he asked, leaning over to her face.

Rather than answer verbally, she instead grabbed his hands and placed them over the sweet spot.

"Right there…" she whispered, too deep in ecstacy to use her voice.

Ren's hands pushed down on her back once again, kneading the sweet spot that she led his hands to. After a few minutes, he rolled her skin, further causing her to sink in bliss and it wasn't long before her verbal instructions dissolved into groans, moans and other sounds that were used to describe pleasure.

"M-More...a-ah!"

"..."

While he knew all the doors of the house were closed and locked, Ren still looked around and kept his ears on alert. With how loud Ann was, he was surprised no knocks from the neighbors came to the door.

"...You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" he asked, completely removing his hands from her back. To his surprise (or expectation), his lover denied it.

"N-No, please...touch me more!" she moaned, slithering on his lap. To make things worse, Ann faced back up, placing her right forearm over her forehead while slowly sliding her left hand up her body, dragging her shirt along with it. If not for Ann's quivered lips, Ren might've fallen for it.

"Yeah okay, I'm outta here."

Ann quickly exploded into a fit of giggles as she sat back up and stretched, her back muscles making audible cracks.

"That was...amazing!" she gushed, wrapping her arms around her lover. "How do you do it? I haven't felt this good since forever!"

Ren smiled as a gave a quick peck to her lips. "Glad you liked it." Sliding Ann off his lap, he made his way back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Not willing to let him go so easily, Ann latched herself to his back, wrapping her arms around his torso.

"Can you do it again?" she whispered into his ear. Seductively, as one might add.

"Can't do it all the time." he shrugged. "You'll get used to it and it won't feel good anymore."

Ann huffed and sulked, clearly not pleased by his response. Regardless, she didn't push it. Knowing Ren, the further she pushed, the further he would tease. And she hated being teased.

The rest of the time was spent in silence with Ann setting the table and Ren handling the food. Despite the silence, neither felt awkward. As they had spent almost the entire day apart, the proximity was more than enough.

"Say ahh." Ren said, holding a spoonful of fried rice near her mouth.

Closing her eyes, she opened wide, even saying "ahh" to which he moved the spoon closer. Closing her mouth, she felt the hot rice touch the roof of her mouth before chewing, tasting the concentrated umami goodness.

"Good?" he asked.

She nodded, making sure to lick her lips in front of his face. To her disappointment, he only "tsked" at her and placed a finger between her lips, once again causing her to huff. She knew it was her fault, teasing him despite knowing the consequences, but sometimes she just wished he'd stop playing hard to get once in awhile.

After setting the table, they both ate in comfortable silence, with both occasionally making remarks towards the other regarding their looks.

"Shujin Academy's midterms are coming soon, right?" Ren asked suddenly.

"Mhm. A few weeks actually." she replied. "Why?"

He hummed, nodding his head while feeding himself spoonfuls of rice. "Tell you what; if you place within the top fifty at school, I'll give you all the massages you want."

"Really? Just the top fifty?" Even for someone who often placed below the middle in her class, placing within the top fifty didn't seem so bad; especially for someone who didn't make a habit of studying.

"And…"

And?

"Get first place and I'll give you something special."

"Oh? And what's so 'special' about it?" Ann asked, leaning forward.

Ren, in turn, leaned forward to meet her gaze, their inches a mere centimeters apart. "Get it first and then you'll see."

Right before their lips were about to touch Ren leaned back again to finish his rice. His smug grin telling her all she needed to know.

Ann tightly gripped her fork. So he wanted to play it that way, huh? Fine, challenge accepted.

Once again, she slowly scooped up the rice and put it to her mouth while simultaneously plotting all the methods she'd use to make him beg for her forgiveness.

A little rough around the edges, I'll admit. I guess I got a little too excited and wanted to release this ASAP.