Lend a Hand
Author's Notes
I hope you like cute plotless shit, because I am full of it. Also despite appearances I promise this isn't porn lmao
This is from a few years ago. Just a cute little scene.
Haggis found Roadie twisting a fist into the pit of his spine with an unfocused expression.
"Oi! What's the matter?"
Surprised, Roadie turned and eyed him, uncharacteristically guarded, before answering.
"My back," he answered, frustrated. "It goes numb sometimes. Part of it." He continued screwing his fist into the vertebrae in a way that seemed practiced, before flipping it over and pressing the back of his hand in and pushing it up his spine.
"Does that help?"
Roadie hummed an unenthusiastic affirmative.
"Lemme help." Haggis pushed two knuckles on either side of Roadie's spine, and rubbed them up and down, hard, above Roadie's hand.
"Mmm," Roadie breathed, pushing backward into Haggis's fingers.
Haggis eyed him for a moment before deciding. "Come on." Putting his other hand on Roadie's shoulder and pressing gently with the one on his spine, he led the other man toward his bedroom.
Roadie lay facedown on the bed, and Haggis climbed up next to him, trying to figure out what to do. Eventually he went back to doing what he had tried before, and copying what he'd seen Roadie do. He realized he could get better leverage like this, so he pushed in harder while he worked. "GGGhhhhhh," Roadie moaned into the mattress.
Haggis stopped. "Good or bad?"
Roadie turned around to look at him. "Good. Do that. Harder."
Haggis kneaded the spot in rough circles, pressing in with confidence now up and down his spine. Roadie responded with various grunts, hisses and growls, before finally waving a hand out, seeking his helper, and reaching two fingers to Haggis's neck when he found him. Haggis obligingly bent his head closer, and Roadie pulled him down to the mattress next to him, a hand curled around his nape and ear.
"Thank you." He gave Haggis a little kiss.
Haggis grinned. "Yeah."
Roadie was just lying there, looking at him with a face so open and happy.
Haggis still had a hand on the other man's back, and he slid his fingers under the hem of his shirt.
"Nnn," Roadie began. "Later." He was grinning helplessly back, though.
Haggis laughed softly and aligned himself from tip to toe with Roadie, also lying facedown. His arm moved over across Roadie's back to give his shoulder a squeeze. Roadie, eyes closed, slowly wormed his hand up to meet him, and held onto his fingertips.