"Back ache" (Xibalba and la Muerte Drabble)

"Back ache"

La Muerte curved her back feeling a sharp pop making her let out a hiss in pain, slouching foreword against her throne. She rubbed her lower back with one hand and the other to rub her right shoulder. She has been feeling the weight of her land for the past week. There has been so many families to reunite, parties to attend and parades to lead along with providing the best food to every soul. She does not regret helping them, she lived to help the remembered, acting like a watchful mother for them but the extra work has been straining.
She heard a knock on the door making her rest her back against her seat letting out a soft groan of pain.

"Come in!" She called, wincing slightly. Strolling inside, Xibalba excitedly went up to his wife ready to start their day together. She felt her breath caught, she completely forgot that he was coming to visit her! Her back was becoming unbearable and the thought of spending the day walking with Xibalba with her bad back was beginning to look like a curse.

"Are you ready, mi amor?" He smiled going beside her with his hand out. She looked at it with uncertainty and placed her hand on her forehead, pain apparent on her face. He quickly show a look of concern retracting his hand.

"Oh my love…I-I don't think I can go with you."

"What is wrong?" He asked placing a hand over her forehead. "Sick?"

"Oh no…it is my back, I don't think I can get up." She said wincing slightly. "I am so sorry, but I can't spend the day with you today with my back giving me pain."

"Nonesense, we may go anouther time." He said quickly taking her hand. "Let's get you into your bed, perhaps it can relive you."

"Gracias' Balby." She said giving him a kind smile. She lifts his hand up to her lips giving him a kiss on his knuckle. "You are too sweet…."

He gave her a chuckle. "It is no problem…you just owe me for next time."
His arms went under her legs and her back, lifting her up bridal style. She gave out a small yelp making him go still.

"Are you alright?" He asked. "Would you want me to put you down?" He pressed. She rested her head on her shoulder, shaking his head.

"No, no..please take me to my room!" She said urgently. He wasted no time going to her room, he kicked out her bedroom door and with a flap of his massive wings he was next to the bed at the end of the room. He gently laid her down on her side making her let out a sigh of relif. He takes of her hat putting it on her nightstand and with a wave of his palm, he takes off the candles on her dress, avoiding a fire.
La Muerte let out a groan moving on her stomach, even on her bed the pain did not lessen. Xibalba tilted his head knowing that she was not feeling any better. He placed his hands on her shoulders moving away her long hair to the side, with his thumbs her pressed against her shoulder blades. She let out a yelp feeling a pop as he massaged her. She quickly writhe against him.

"That hurts!" She shouted trying to go on her back but he kept her in place.

"Yes, I know, but this will help you!" He argued gently. She let out an irritable growl as he circled his thumbs against her shoulders. She continued to writhe and struggle which slowed when the knots began to dissapear along with the pain. She let out a soft sigh feeling his knuckles knead their way down her back getting rid of any knots along the way and providing relif. He always handled her so gently in their years together. When he is with anouther soul or mortal he held a strick scowl and a strighten back, holding a sense of authority and striking fear to any who looked upon him except for La Muerte who saw through it. He always treated her like she was a queen, ready to please her, when they are not making bets with each other.
She let out a blush as she felt his fingers go down her lower back. She let out a mewl relaxing under his touch, she wrapped her arms around her pillow almost in an embrace, enjoying the massage. She let out a smile towards him.

"Oh Balby~" she breathed burying her face in the pillow. "That feels wonderful." She said partially muffled.

He let out a smirk. "I am glad that you approve…" It was a dissapointment when he pulled away but she was glad to have the pain gone when she moved onto her back.

"Thank you, mi amor." She smiled at him as he sat on the edge of her bed. "What would I do without you?"

He gave her a sheepish smile from her praise. "As long as you are alright."

"More so-" she sweetly whispered lifting her hand towards him. He leaned his head foreward letting her cup his cheekbones, resting his chin on her stomuch as he melt right into her touch.

"Remind me to give you a treat next time." She giggled twirling her fingers into his mustache. His eyes perked.

"My how generous, my dear…what type of treat are you implying?" He questioned smoothly. She pretended to think it over for a moment.

"How about we do whatever you would like to do? You gave me so much already, I would love to make you happy."

He took her hand and gave her a kiss on the knuckle. "No need, you already make me happy….but I will be holding you on that treat." He winked.