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Nu groans against the arm of the sofa, burrowing deeper into the plush cushion, a soft throw pillow clutched between his arms.

One of his legs are stretched out and on Zee's lap as he massages his calf muscles with some herbal.

One of his legs are stretched out and on Zee's lap as he massages his calf muscles with some herbal

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His legs are hurting so much these days, ankles and the sole of his feet swollen.

Zee massages his legs diligently almost every evening.

His long, slim fingers expertly rub at his ankle with just the right amount of pressure, then back up to his calf and under his knees

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His long, slim fingers expertly rub at his ankle with just the right amount of pressure, then back up to his calf and under his knees.

It helps Nu a lot.

Sometimes he'd rub his shoulders and neck as well and that's as close to heaven as a pregnant person can get in Nu's humble opinion.

Sometimes he'd rub his shoulders and neck as well and that's as close to heaven as a pregnant person can get in Nu's humble opinion

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"To the left-

yeah, right there."

Nu would instruct Zee ever so often as his husband obliges and helps him relieve some pain.

Sky , ever the enthusiastic helper, has gotten his hands on some oil and now, he copies his dad's motion on Nu's other leg that hangs from the sofa, sitting on the carpet underneath.

His tiny palms moves up and down Nu's shin with way too much oil and negligible pressure.

He looks up at Zee with wide and round eyes, wanting his feedback,

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