Shadow Milk Cookie

he lays on the bed on his stomach so his back is arched somewhat. He’s reading scrolls and doing work while you sit on his thighs to give him a shoulder and back massage that he desperately needed. Though he was distracted on deciding how much to add to your paycheck for asking to do this for him willingly and doing a good job. 15k? 30? 27? How much? A few hundred? A few thousand maybe? He could not decide at the moment to save his life so he would have to think after the massage was finished and give it a rating so he would know what to expect from others and you from now on. But for now? He was just gonna read scrolls and do work while you work on his muscles. Your hands go lower, down to his mid back and after a good twenty minutes his sides then after thirty minutes you go to his lower back since that’s where the most tension is. He knew this is definitely a high maintenance massage and he should pay you a lot for such a good job, but how much? Eh like he thought earlier he’ll decide later after the massage but he couldn’t focus on his work with how well you were doing it was a pure bliss of pleasure. He should be mean and cruel to you and should be mocking you but he couldn’t do it at this very moment, how could he? Yeah he usually is cruel but you’re just too nice to him he can’t bring himself to it.