[Even if it hadn't, Zenyatta is determined to make sure it does. His thumbs round the thick muscle above Engie's hips, pressing featherlight here and more firmly there, feeling him out.]
Wonderful.
[His voice swerves low and soft, an intimate purr- almost literally- at the back of Engineer's neck as he bends low with him, urging the man forward inch by inch-
- and then finally lets him sit up again.]
Would you lie on your back for me? I can help you stretch your hamstring muscles.
[Discreetly, while Dell's back is turned still, he sets to work on the second part of the evening's entertainment: preparing to release his hand.]
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Wonderful.
[His voice swerves low and soft, an intimate purr- almost literally- at the back of Engineer's neck as he bends low with him, urging the man forward inch by inch-
- and then finally lets him sit up again.]
Would you lie on your back for me? I can help you stretch your hamstring muscles.
[Discreetly, while Dell's back is turned still, he sets to work on the second part of the evening's entertainment: preparing to release his hand.]