[ time to get busy. she does laugh a little at the compliments, and once his back is up and exposed, she places hot towels on each important point. ]

My eyes are trained, Crow. Do not give me so much credit.

[ she says it warmly, all the same. while the hot towels do their work, she puts on the music, leaves incense burning by the door, and then— checks his arms, making sure they’re relaxed and loose. ]

Allow your body to fall.

[ that’s all she encourages before she removes the hot towels, runs her pressed fingers down his spine, pressing her palms into a certain spot and

crack. she presses down with a jolt of force so strong, together with the noise of one’s back cracking that it could very easily startle. but it’s quick. it’s painless. by the time crow can react, she’s already encouraging to keep down, then the real massage begins. ]

You didn’t know that was out of place, did you?

[ he’ll feel so much better when he gets up, she promises. ]