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Takaba Akihito and Asami ryuichi's sexy bucket list by J_unleashed

Chapter 3: slick Asami

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When Akihito first envisioned how he would prepare the scene for Asami's oil massage, the first thing that popped into his head was setting up the bedroom like a spa; with the room lit by candlelight and relaxing soft music playing in the background. For the massage itself, he planned use an exotic scented oil.

What he ended up with was an old blanket laid out on the floor of the living room, with all the lights turned on, and a large economy bottle of almond oil set off to the side.

While working out his plans, Akihito realized the oil could possibly ruin the sheets and the bed, which is why he had pulled out the old blanket.

Then he realized it would be awkward for him to climb around on the soft bed while trying to do the massage, which is why he moved the blanket to the floor.

After he laid the blanket out on the bedroom floor, he thought the area might be just a little too cramped for such an activity, so he moved the blanket out to the living room floor.

When he lit the candles, he discovered they provided very poor light in the larger room. Grumbling, he blew them out and left the room lit with its normal lighting.

As for the music, he went through his entire collection and found nothing that could even be remotely described as "relaxing", so he did away with the music idea.

When he went to purchase the massage oil, he was shocked at how much it cost for the tiny bottles of specialty oil. Reading the labels on the bottles, he saw the most common ingredient in all of them was almond oil, so he went to the grocery store and bought a bottle of sweet almond oil. The largest bottle turned out to be the best bargain so that was what he ended up buying.

When Asami arrived home, he told Akihito he wasn't interested in dinner. "Let's just move on to the main event," he said, giving Akihito a rather lecherous look.

"Fine. Go take a shower then!" Akihito replied somewhat irked, as he pushed Asami toward the bathroom. "I happen to be hungry, so I'm going to eat first!"

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Akihito was sitting next to the blanket when Asami finally emerged from the shower. He walked into the living room and slipped off his bathrobe. He had nothing on underneath it.

Akihito crossed his arms. "I'm not doing this with you totally naked. Go put something on."

"You want me to wear clothes... for an oil massage?'" Asami raised an eyebrow amusedly at Akihito.

"Well... at least go wrap a towel around yourself, or something," Akihito grumbled.

Asami headed back down the hallway. He returned a minute later.

Akihito stared at him. He had a white towel around his waist now, but it was the smallest towel he'd ever seen anyone try to use to cover themselves up.

"Is that a hand towel?!" he asked, still staring incredulously.

"You suggested a towel. You didn't specify what type. Here..." Asami tossed another towel at Akihito. "I brought you one too."

Akihito tossed the small towel aside. "I don't need this. I'm not the one getting a massage."

"If the oil gets on your clothes, it will ruin them."

Crap... I didn't think of that.

Akihito shook his head in resignation. "Lay down over here on your stomach."