“Well if you want to, I could never say no anyways. And it does sound really nice so - go for it.” Darren said with a sweet smile and a playful wink. He laughed softly at the other’s comment as he got onto the mattress. “That’s me, babe! Mister Considerate.” He joked with a chuckle, his eyes landing on his fiance’s which had been watching him, making him smile a bit shyly as if he hadn’t seen him a million times before. But just the whole element of being watched, he suddenly understood why Chris had been embarrassed with other things.
“Oh hush! As long as I don’t get hard nipples, I’ll be just fine. So your body heat will have to help me.” He teased with a small, playful smack of his hand to Chris’s clothed ass as he settled himself on top of him. The older male smiled to himself as he saw the shiver. “Okay baby.” He said as Chris confirmed that he was fine the way he was. Darren popped open the cap on the massage oil, squeezing some into his palm before rubbing his hands together and placing them on Chris’s shoulders. “Tell me if a certain spot needs more than the others, so I can make this good for you.” He whispered softly, leaning in a little bit as he started working his oiled fingers against his skin, thumbs rubbing in firm circles by the blades of his shoulders.
“Good because you really shouldn’t turn down a massage from me. Yay!” Chris cheered and returned the smile, winking back at his fiance. “Oh, I know, I love that guy.” He laughed and looked back at Darren, watching him strip and smiled back at him. “You’re beautiful…just - wow…I’ll never get over it…” the younger man mumbled and grinned at him when he noticed the shy smile on his lover’s lips.
“Good, so it’s a win-win.” Chris laughed and let out a surprised yelp when Darren smacked his ass lightly, giggling and wriggling his butt a little. “Fine - here we go…” he whispered to himself, relaxing into the bed, moaning softly when he felt his fiance’s strong hands on his shoulders. “Okay…it’s just - my middle back is killing me - you know, my whole spine down to my lower back so - if you’d…stay in the center it’d probably be good.” He chuckled. “Thank you…” A soft hum fell from his lips when Darren started sliding and pushing his fingers into his straining muscles, loosening them and rubbing firm circles into his skin, making his eyes close and a low, content groan escape him as he breathed into the mattress.