RoadRat One-Shot Compilation

Phantom Pain

Rating: PG-13 because god knows Jamie cannot control his language (and neither can I, oops)
Warnings: none, unless language counts

Jamison tossed and turned in the bed, growling softly. He sat up, glaring at his arm and leg stumps. God, he hated the phantom pains he would get. He rubbed at the arm stump with his good hand, letting out a soft, shaky groan.

He heard Mako grunt slightly, tensing up before looking at his bodyguard who was staring back at him. At least, it seemed that way. Did he ever take off that mask?

"Aw, don't mind me, Roadie," Jamie said, chuckling a little. "It's just a lil' bit o' pain, nothin' to worry about." He rubbed a bit more at his arm, hissing slightly.

Mako grunted before standing up, walking over and sitting on the bed. The sudden shift caused Jamie to lean against the big guy, and causing the blond junker to blush a tiny bit. "W-what're you doin', mate?"

Mako said nothing. Instead, he held out a large hand. Jamie cocked his head. "Uh, Roadie, what's with the-"

"Arm," Mako finally said, his voice low. Jamie squeaked softly, hoping Mako didn't actually hear, and placed his arm stump into Mako's hand. He honestly expected the guy to rip his arm off.

What he did not expect was to have the stump massaged by him.

It caught him completely off guard, and he almost yanked his arm back if it wasn't for two things. One, Mako would definitely rip the rest of his arm off. And two, it felt so damned good.

"Oh hooley dooley, mate, where'd ya learn how to do that?" Jamie asked curiously, grinning. Mako just shrugged and continued to massage his arm.

"Picked it up, I guess," Mako finally replied. Jamie bit his lip a little, focusing on the hand making his arm feel better.

"Can ya... can ya work on me leg now?" Jamie asked softly, almost certain that Mako didn't hear him. Thankfully though, he did and shifted his attention to his leg, massaging the muscles and scar tissue around the stump.

Jamie let out a content sigh, relaxing and leaning wholly against Mako. "Oh fuck, mate, this feels like heaven!" he told his bodyguard, giggling a little. "What else can ya do?" He looked up at Mako with a smirk.

Mako growled slightly, looking directly at him. "Let me finish up so you can sleep and keep quiet." Jamie laughed again, a little louder.

"Oh come on!" He grinned. "I'm pretty sure not even sleep could keep me quiet!"

Mako grunted, massaging Jamie's leg for a couple more minutes before pulling his hands back. "I'm done. Now go to sleep-"

"Wait!" Jamie grabbed Mako's arm with his good one, pulling himself up and placing a quick kiss to the snout of his mask. "Thanks, mate. G'night!" He flopped back onto the bed and turned on his side, falling asleep.

Meanwhile, Mako just sat there, blushing brightly behind his mask. Oh dear, this was gonna be a long partnership.

But it would be a little more bearable, at least...