Until Dawn Prompts

Relaxation

Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; Could You possibly write one where Sam is sore after a day of working out (because that girl is ripped) and Ashley offers to help her? (Draw Her a bath, Give her a massage, whichever)

You said Whichever. I gave you BOTH! MWHAHAHAH (Also my writing style changes like halfway through this and I am not ashamed one bit, and you guys get implied smut. Whooaa~)

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Words: 1395

Pairing(s): Ashley/Sam (The Badass and The Paranoid),

Additional Tag(s): Massages, Bath Times, Smut? Maybe? *wink wonk*, lol, pribably not, Samantha Welch, Ashley Prescott, F/F, Mature Themes, Ripped!Sam, Cute!Ashley (When isn't she cute gosh.

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I heard the front door open, a grin spreading across my face as I jumped up from my typewriter (I'm more of a traditional, nothing is like a good old fashioned type writer), just finishing up on yet another chapter of the novel I've been writing. The main character of my novel is based a lot on Samantha, my partner in crime, Samantha is a bit of a workaholic, she likes to get things done right then and there rather than waiting til the last minute, nothing like me, I'm a huge procrastinator who somehow gets really good grades in my college courses. Samantha is is a vegetarian and active, she loves to keep herself busy doing something or another, whether it be working out, cooking, going to class even when she's sick, or even drawing. She is a marvelous artist who catches every little detail of ones face and does not leave out even the smallest of freckles. It's fascinating really. I'm more of a lay around, eat food and try to catch up on my favorite TV shows type of gal, plus I love myself some hamburger, which disgusts her when I eat it in front of her so I only eat meat if she isn't around. I love her cooking and the soy meat stuff and all, but I have to have a burger or lasagna with actual meat sometimes. I'm not meant to live entirely on veggies.

Meaning that everyone looks at us and wonders 'How the hell did those two get together?'

Well, the answer is quite simple; We love one another. We accept one another's differences and don't judge each other because of what we do differently, that seems to baffle people even more. Of course others won't understand the. . .the connection that we have. When we first met I was instantly smitten with her, I wanted to court her much like what I read and watch from Victorian time novels and the like. I actually had to walk on stones around her for the longest time, acting as if if I stepped out of line I'd be 10 feet in lava before she could even reject me.

I had to be sure that,

First; She was attracted to females. That didn't take long as she kept checking out girls when we went out to places and wondering out loud where we think they work out or something. That made me jealous as shit and apparently I don't hide jealousy very well as Emily told me one day that I was hopelessly in love with that oblivious fool. I couldn't help but just smile and agree.

Second; That she was attracted to me. That. . .again was pretty damn easy, it just took some time. After a few months instead of looking at other girls she seemed to be focusing a lot of her time and energy on me, which surprised me as she always seemed to be busy before but now she was going out of her way to spend time with me. I was flattered I must say, even a bit giddy. She started to compliment me and the days wore on until I discreetly asked her out to go to a concert with me.

She declined, breaking my heart a bit but I survived, asking her why and she said the whole party and crowd scene just wasn't for her. So instead she asked me out to this vegetarian restaurant that she knew of, it was a few towns over in a big city and I agreed, she thought time with just the two of us would be way more fun than not being able to hear each other over the blasting music of The Weekend, no matter how catchy their songs were and how much she loved their music.

But now we're together, I honestly don't feel like going into any more detail than this; She kissed me after our 'date' in her car, I kissed back even if her mouth smelled a bit from the food we had just ate, I still loved every minute of it.

Now here I am, living peacefully by her side and running towards the front of the house, eager to greet her and smother her in kisses. When I finally came to stand in front of her I got worried, she looked like shit. She shrugged off her coat and greeted me with a small strained smile.

"Sam? What's wrong?"I asked, wanting to know what happened to her.

"Nothing. I just worked out a LOT today, a bit too much, so now my muscles are killing me!" She leaned on me dramatically and I sighed, leading her to the living room and laying her down onto the couch.

"Here, I'll draw you a warm bath and then afterwards--"

"A massage?" She asked hopefully, eyes wide and shining and I had to say yes, I couldn't say no to her, I nodded and she squealed in happiness, "Wait! What if; You join me in my bath, help me clean up and give me a massage?" She nudged me a bit, winking and I felt my face heat up, not believing what she was hinting towards.

"Uhm. . . that. . . sounds nice." I mumbled and her grin got impossibly bigger. I got up from the ground and made my way towards our bathroom, filling the tub with warm soothing water and turning to see her standing in the doorway unzipping her jacket, I watched as she undressed and kept showing more and more skin as she did so, she looked up slightly from where she was and just smiled as she noticed me watching. She went impossibly slower as she shrugged it off and started on her T-shirt, grabbing the bottom of it and slowly raising it, showing off a visible 6 pac that made me gulp, clenching my hands slightly, she finally got it over her head, then started on her pants, slipping them off of her muscular legs and leaving her in only her bra and panties. She smirked over at me and put her hands behind her back, undoing her bra and I blushed deeply, she had no shame with her body, she just grinned at me and proceeded to kick off her underwear, walking past me and stepping into the water, sighing with relief as her entire body was submerged into it. She looked over at me expectantly and I managed to stutter out a few jumbled words that she just laughed at.

"You are so nervous. Just. .relax Ash. It's just a bath."She assured me and I smiled gently, undressing (Quite clumsily might I add) and got into the tub behind her, kissing the back of her neck and she sighed happily, turning her head and kissing me, "Rub my shoulders?"She mumbled and I nodded, kissing her shoulder than beginning to massage both her neck and shoulders gently, slowly applying pressure as time went on, I tried not to blush as her moans filled the bathroom, the mirror above the sink was already fogged over and the air was already humid. I took a cup of water and poured it over Sam's head, making her gasp in shock and turn to glare at me, I just grinned in response and she huffed, taking the cup from my hand and poured water onto my head, making me laugh and try to catch my breath.

"Meanie!" I said and she kissed me again, "Turn back around! I'm not done massaging you." Sam sighed and rolled her eyes at my childness and turned back around, resting back between my legs and leaning into my touch as I started to massage her again.

After doing this for who knows how long, she turned to me and gave me a deep kiss. When she pulled away she had a sinister grin on her face.

"Let's move this to the bedroom~" She purred and drained the tub with me still in it and pulled me up out of the warth, making me clutch onto her for heat, she showered my face with kisses as she dried me off and thanked me repeatedly for doing that for her. I hummed in response and allowed her to lead me to the bedroom, already anticipating what was going to happen.