In the Dragon's lair - 18+

Chapter 3

Yifan is a professional, Chanyeol told himself, as the man in question moved out of his sight range. This probably happens all the time. It's fine. He's not going to be offended. There's no reason to be embarrassed.

That lasted until Yifan came back into sight, and Chanyeol looked up at him and remembered how intensely handsome he was. Yifan smiled at him gently, one hand resting lightly on Chanyeol's wrist, and Chanyeol felt his face flame for the third time.

"Feeling alright so far?" Yifan asked, as if oblivious to Chanyeol's blush. Chanyeol nodded, not trusting his voice. "Alright, then. I'll be touching more sensitive tissue now so please, let me know if you feel any discomfort."

Now on his back, Chanyeol could watch as Yifan slicked up his hands, long fingers shining with oil and stroking over each other to coat his skin evenly. He sat down on the stool by Chanyeol's head, out of sight, and as his hands came down onto Chanyeol's trapezius again, Chanyeol let his eyes flutter shut.

The pressure on his shoulders was by now familiar, and soothing, but soon Yifan's hands moved over to the front of Chanyeol's body, kneading lightly into the upper part of his pecs. Chanyeol twitched.

"Aish, so sensitive," Yifan muttered. "All this is so jumpy." He lightened his touch, slowed his strokes, caressing the muscle with just barely enough pressure to make it a massage. It was jumpy, and Chanyeol couldn't help the little gasps and twitches that escaped each time Yifan's fingers found a new knot.

"You said you work out sometimes?" Yifan asked. Chanyeol nodded. "Can I give you some unwanted advice?"

"Uh. Sure?"

"Concentrate more on strengthening your back muscles," Yifan advised. "I get that pecs are a show-off muscle and you'd want to work them, but they're too strong for your back. It's part of what's causing you pain."

Chanyeol opened his eyes and tilted his head back to look at Yifan. "Really?"

A small smile. "Yeah. Your chest is so jumpy because it's overworked, too tight. Plus you said you hunch over a lot. All these muscles are crunched up, through here," and he made a squeezing motion against Chanyeol's chest to illustrate what he meant. "Your back is too weak to compensate, so the weight of your shoulders is putting too much pressure on your back and causing you pain. So make sure you stretch your chest really well after you work it, and put more effort into your back. It'll help your posture, too, make you look taller and broader." His eyes hooded, smile dimpling around the edges. "Not that you really need the help. But it would be better for your body."

The way Yifan was smiling at him was making his heart race. That was probably bad. "Okay," Chanyeol agreed, rather mindlessly. "I'll keep that in mind."

"I'll be looking for it the next time I see you," Yifan murmured. He re-oiled his hands and started working on Chanyeol's right shoulder, kneading into the thickest part of the muscle with the heels of his hands in very slow motions. Instead of closing his eyes again, Chanyeol dropped his head slightly to the side and absently watched Yifan work. His face was serene, his eyes downcast, all his attention on Chanyeol's body. His forearms flexed and rippled as he worked, which was rather fascinating.

It should have been awkward to just lay there in silence and watch a total stranger rub oil into your skin, but somehow, it wasn't. Yifan was completely absorbed in his task, and though there were some places in his shoulder and arm that stung - he hadn't realized biceps could knot up, too - for the most part, it was terribly soothing and relaxing.