Harmony was fairly certain Castian had reached his conversational limit because he went quiet after that. Might as well get the ball rolling. She knew the drill by now. She came up behind where he had sat on her couch and began massaging his shoulders. A minute into it, he let out a small sigh.
"That feels nice."
Geez, this elf was tense. Sometimes Harmony wondered if he stuck around solely for the neck massages.
That was a very sentimental notion for an elf though. They were beings of logic. He was doing his job to keep the fae world running just like she was.
Harmony kept going until most of the tension was out of Castian's neck before leaning over to nibble his ear. That was how she usually started this. Then they would make out for a while before moving on. It was all down to a science after being together for a couple of decades.
