"Hey love can you come and help me for a second please." I ran down the stairs following Asuka's voice into the kitchen. I walked in and saw her sat at the island bar with her laptop open.
"What is it?" I asked her.
"Do you think you could possibly give me a massage whilst I work?" I sighed looking over at her as she smiled innocently over at me.
"I've got a little something for you if you do." I walked over sitting beside her, watching what she was doing.
"What is it?" I asked her.
"I know your weakness, so I made some of your favourite biscuits for you, but only if you give me a massage." I couldn't help but give in, standing up behind her, rubbing my hands across her shoulders and back. I watched her reach down into one of the drawers, pulling out a tub, full of food. She lifted the lid off, the smell wafting under my nose. I took one hand off of her shoulder reaching forwards to grab one, only for Asuka to hit my hand away.
"Oh come on." I pleaded.
"Nope, you can finish where you started please." I sighed, staring over at the biscuits and the smirk on her face.

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