![]() “I bumped into the door handle with my back after I lost my balance carrying a heavy box,” you explained. Sans kneeled by the couch to be level with your head. You suddenly inhaled sharply when he rubbed on the center of your back where your spine was and a groan of pain left you. The knots in your muscles from your stress earlier began to come undone under the skeleton’s gentle touch.Ī grateful sigh left you as Sans moved his hands down your back, his bony palms gently kneading the muscles upward, keeping in tune with your breathing. Even though his hands lacked the muscles and skin that human hands have, he was very gentle, massaging your shoulders as well. You let out a groan of appreciation as your back was hurting a bit from moving around some boxes and going through them. “Returning a favor,” he said before you felt his hands moving around on your back, rubbing in soothing motions. Knowing you were only teasing him, Sans chuckled. “What are you up to, you silly skeleton?” You asked with a smile. “Don’t move yet, baby,” you heard Sans say to you. Taking a moment to regain your senses, you went to move but had just barely moved an inch when skeletal hands gently pushed down on your back. You would have landed on him if he hadn’t teleported away at the last second, making you land on the soft couch cushions. You were about to help him stand up when he suddenly leaned back so that he’d be lying on the couch again, tugging your hand gently but enough to make you lose your balance and fall with him onto the couch. That made you giggle more before Sans sat up, still holding onto your hand. “Traces of magic,” he said, giving you an honest and flirty smile. “What are you looking for?” You asked with a smile. “Much better,” he said and then flipped over to lie on his back and grabbed one of your hands and began examining it, making you giggle. “How are you feeling?” You asked him now. You grinned as that was the bone pun you had been waiting for as you kept massaging Sans’ back and shoulders and he let out a sigh of relief and pleasure. “No fibula, you are awesome, baby,” he said. ![]() “You say that about anything I do,” you said, although you were pleased with the compliment and Sans knew it. “It’s just what I needed,” he said seriously. ![]() “You like that?” You asked in a soft, teasing voice. Even though you were rubbing the back part of his ribs and spine, you didn’t mind and Sans let out another sigh of relief. He sighed in relief as his skull rested on the pillow, but then inhaled a bit in surprise as he felt your hands rubbing over his back. Usually, Sans would mess around with you and playfully tug back on his hoodie, but this time, he just let you help him slip it off and you very gently pushed him to lie down on his front. “Hey, why don’t you lie down and relax?” You suggested, gently tugging at his hoodie to help him out of it. Concerned, you reached out and rubbed across his shoulders and noticed the grateful sigh he let out. Usually, he’d have some cheesy puns, but he looked even too tired to come up with one. To your surprise, the shorter skeleton just nodded and collapsed on the couch, looking really worn out. You heard the front door open and looked up to see Sans walk in and he let out a sigh before walking over to you on the couch.
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