Raghav bathed me, yeah he literally did. From washing my hair, to massaging my shoulders to relax me, then carrying me away from the waterfall and to the bank of the pond, he did it all. I was satiated with his acts of service, the man was always there for me and did I love every bit of it? Yes, I loved every bit of it moreover every bit of him.
Right now, I was enveloped in a warm and fuzzy white towel and sat near the pond while he was drying my hair. I looked up at him and smiled.
"What?" he asked while taking a few strands of my hair and rubbing them gently against the dry towel.
He bends down and his breath hits my scalp, "What are you doing?"
"Um." His throat vibrates against the back of my head as he groans.
"I am smelling your hair." he replies.
"I love that Jasmine scent, it makes my brain go haywire. Plus I love being surrounded by that scent every time I am around you, it makes me want to dig my nose in your hair and breathe through them" he continues.
I chuckled at his compliment and replied, "Sure. I would make sure that you get the daily intake of your drug."
"You better do." he said and kissed the side of my head where his cold silver chain touched my neck.
"There your hair is all dried. Now you won't catch a cold." He assured me.
An idea struck my head and I stood up while clutching the knot of the towel that was clung to cover my body. "Sit and I will also dry your hair, you just sneezed-"
He sneezed again, "No need for it. Really I-" interrupted by a sneeze.
"You sit down, Raghav. I don't want you to get sick." I commanded him.
"Okay ma'am." Like an obedient puppy he pouted his lips and settled before me while I stood behind him and taking another towel from the supply bag I started drying his fluffy hair.
I ran my fingers through his curls and he sighed. I put the towel on his head and gently pressed the tips of my fingers in a circular motion, "Uh. Wow." he grunted.
"There to the left please press a bit there." he insisted.
I applied some pressure to the left and he moaned, god, it must really have been stressful for him.
Removing the towel, I combed his hair through my fingers and untangled his hair strands while both my thumbs pressed his nape and I applied the pressure there gently. Then I moved towards the back of his neck completely and started pressing his shoulders. My fingers magically moved over the entirety of his shoulders and his both shoulders were tight and locked. Damn, man was really clogging all his stress here. I didn't want to disrupt the peaceful silence between us so I didn't say anything or reprimand him about his locked tension, I wanted him to continue enjoying my massage instead of dwelling his energy elsewhere.
I moved my hand on the curve of his shoulders and palmed his shoulder sockets.
"Uff." he hissed and I kissed the base of his neck and dragged my tongue from his ear to the length of his neck and he shuddered at my abruptness.
Yes! for once I wanted to make him submit to me.
"Are you feeling better?" I asked after being done with the massage.
He turns around so fast that I fall beneath him and he hovers above me.
"You mean when you massaged me and had me at your fingertips or when you licked me and had me shuddering at the mere touch of your tongue with my skin?" he tilted his head and asked me while arching a brow at me.
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