[SNEAK PEEK] Poolside Manner
An amateur warlock enjoys a day by the pool with his demon butler.
Commission for JustACritic/Moxas
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"I must say, if you will permit me-"
"No, please, go right ahead."
"-Thank you, Sir. I wish to point out that you do seem incredibly tense, and that it is significantly hampering your enjoyment of this day."
"I don't feel tense," Adamos said, opening one eye to look up at Mephy. He cooed, pleasantly surprised. The goat's eyes were doing that spiralling thing again. Very pretty. Maybe... yes, he was noticing some tension after all. He was too used to being tense, that the act of releasing it was a pleasant surprise. His shoulders felt hard as rocks, his spine felt stiff, and his ankles and knees felt sore.
Looking into the spirals helped, but only a little. Nice visuals could only do so much.
"You... you're right, actually." Adamos shifted a little in his recliner, not taking his eyes off of Mephy's. "Yes, I can feel it now. Very good. Thank you for catching that."
"I merely wish to offer my services, young master." Mephy continued. "I am a very talented masseuse, and could do much to help you enjoy the fruits of my servitude."
"Very good, yes, I understand." Adamos kept staring. He knew he had to word his next response carefully. Accepting the offer was risky. But if he refused, then made the offer again himself... it was a very simple loophole, but an effective one.
"No thank you, I must insist," Adamos continued, before closing his eyes and settling back. He wanted to keep looking into the lovely spirals but he didn't want to give that away too quickly.
"Mephy, dear?"
"Yes, Sir?"
"Be a dear, and give me a massage."
"Yes, Sir, right away, Sir. Would the Master like for me to begin with his back?"
"Excellent idea." Adamos slurped down the last of his drink and set it aside, before rolling over to bury himself in the soft, pliant wicker. He closed his eyes and rested his arms under his head, waiting for his servant to get down to business. He found himself waiting for more than two seconds, which was way too much time without stimulation.
"Hop to it!" he said, snapping his fingers impatiently.
"I am preparing, Master, please forgive me."
"Hmph. All right." Adamos grumbled. "Do a good enough job, and I will."