by Ageru on June 4th, 2011, 2:51 am
"What kind of break?" he repeated the question with a small smile on his face, "A short, small, selfish little break." he said teasingly as he noted all the stress that was built up in her arms, the knots that needed to be soothed. It was amazing to him that she could keep on going the way she seems to have been going, "would that be permit-able?" he asked giving a slight glance to her bronze arm and then a soft smile as he looked back into her eyes.
With his hand reaching the top of the arm, and now resting on the shoulder he could feel that she kept a lot of tension up there in the shoulders, and not only that but back to the arms. If anyone was in more need of a quick working of the hands it was her. His soft smile never faded as he watched for a reaction as he gently set another hand on her open shoulder waiting for permission to be granted. Though he knew it would be, yes, because she wanted it.
Why would she deny something that she wanted if it was right in front of her? That makes no sense, you are supposed to indulge and live in the moment. You are supposed to learn and be free with whoever you feel comfortable. You are supposed to be stress-free but this sadly isn't the reality for most people. People carried the load of worry, and negative thought and that manifests in physical discomfort, in pains of certain areas, and as long as this pain is carried within people he knew he would never be out of a job. For the power of touch was an amazing thing. Though touch one can learn to release the negativity and built up stress that others carry around, and help them feel better, make them happier and more productive. When one is not in pain it is surprising what could be accomplished.
He laughed a little finding this waiting game sort of funny and leaned in closer whispering in ear, "You deserve this." and everyone deserved to indulge once in a while. Though moderation is the key.