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[areezouu]

Unveiling Radiance: The Power of Face Cleansers in Reducing Fine Lines

In the quest for youthful and radiant skin, the role of a well-formulated face cleanser goes beyond mere cleansing—it becomes a potent ally in the battle against fine lines and signs of aging. This article explores the transformative potential of face cleanser for reducing fine lines, shedding light on key ingredients, proper application, and the holistic approach to achieving smoother, more youthful skin.

Understanding the Impact of Face Cleansers on Fine Lines

1. Gentle Exfoliation:

Effective face cleansers for reducing fine lines often incorporate gentle exfoliating agents. These agents, such as alpha hydroxy acids (AHAs) or beta hydroxy acids (BHAs), help remove dead skin cells, unclog pores, and promote cellular turnover, revealing a fresher and smoother complexion.

2. Hydration and Moisture Retention:

Fine lines are often exacerbated by dehydration and loss of moisture. Premium face cleansers contain hydrating ingredients like hyaluronic acid, glycerin, or ceramides. These components help restore and retain moisture, promoting plumpness and elasticity in the skin.

3. Antioxidant Protection:

To combat the effects of environmental stressors and free radicals, antioxidants play a crucial role. Face cleansers enriched with antioxidants, such as vitamin C or green tea extract, provide protective benefits, reducing oxidative damage and supporting skin resilience.

Key Ingredients for Fine Line Reduction

1. Hyaluronic Acid:

Known for its exceptional hydrating properties, hyaluronic acid attracts and retains moisture in the skin. Face cleansers with hyaluronic acid contribute to a supple and plump complexion, minimizing the appearance of fine lines.

2. Vitamin C:

An antioxidant powerhouse, vitamin C helps brighten the skin, even out tone, and stimulate collagen production. Face cleansers infused with vitamin C offer a refreshing start to your skincare routine, promoting a luminous and youthful complexion.

3. Retinol:

Renowned for its anti-aging properties, retinol aids in stimulating collagen synthesis and accelerating cell turnover. While most commonly found in serums and creams, some advanced face cleansers incorporate a mild form of retinol for a gentle yet effective cleansing experience.

4. Alpha and Beta Hydroxy Acids:

Exfoliating acids like glycolic acid (an AHA) or salicylic acid (a BHA) promote skin renewal by removing dead skin cells. Face cleansers with these acids offer a mild exfoliation that contributes to smoother skin texture and reduced fine lines.

The Application Ritual for Maximum Effect

1. Start with a Clean Canvas:

Ensure your face is free of makeup and impurities before applying the cleanser. Use a gentle makeup remover if needed to achieve a clean canvas for the face cleanser to work its magic.

2. Apply on Damp Skin:

For optimal effectiveness, apply the face cleanser on damp skin. The water activates the ingredients and aids in the gentle removal of impurities, leaving the skin refreshed and receptive to subsequent skincare products.

3. Massage Gently:

Take a moment to massage the cleanser into your skin using circular motions. This not only aids in the cleansing process but also promotes circulation and enhances the absorption of beneficial ingredients.

4. Rinse Thoroughly:

Ensure you rinse your face thoroughly with lukewarm water. Residue from cleansers can counteract their benefits, so a meticulous rinse is essential for a clean and refreshed feel.

The Holistic Approach to Youthful Skin

1. Healthy Lifestyle Choices:

Incorporate a holistic approach to skincare by making healthy lifestyle choices. A balanced diet, regular exercise, and adequate sleep complement the benefits of a fine line-reducing face cleanser, contributing to overall skin health.

2. Sun Protection:

Shielding your skin from the sun is paramount in preventing further fine lines and signs of aging. Use a broad-spectrum sunscreen with at least SPF 30 daily, even on cloudy days, to protect your skin from harmful UV rays.

3. Consistent Skincare Routine:

Consistency is key when using face cleansers for fine line reduction. Establish a skincare routine that includes cleansing, toning, moisturizing, and targeted treatments to maintain the health and resilience of your skin.

Choosing the Right Face Cleanser

1. Consider Your Skin Type:

Different skin types have unique needs. Choose a face cleanser that suits your skin type—whether it's oily, dry, combination, or sensitive—to ensure optimal efficacy and compatibility.

2. Read Ingredient Lists:

Be mindful of the ingredient list. Look for face cleansers that feature key ingredients known for their anti-aging and hydrating properties, as discussed earlier.

3. Patch Test New Products:

Before incorporating a new face cleanser into your routine, perform a patch test to ensure your skin reacts positively. This helps prevent adverse reactions and ensures a harmonious integration into your skincare regimen.

Conclusion: Elevating Your Skincare Ritual

In conclusion, the journey to smoother, more youthful skin begins with a well-curated face cleanser. By choosing a cleanser enriched with hydrating, antioxidant, and exfoliating ingredients, and complementing it with a holistic skincare approach, individuals can unlock the transformative potential of their daily skincare ritual.

Embrace the refreshing and rejuvenating experience of a fine line-reducing face cleanser as a cornerstone of your skincare routine. With each application, you not only cleanse your skin but embark on a journey towards radiant and age-defying beauty—one gentle massage at a time.

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[solbaby7]

Rhysand x shy!reader

warnings: nothing really, maybe some swearing

summary: just you giving a massage to a tired Rhys and the usual sexual tension that comes with two best friends who definitely wanna fuck

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Poor Illiryian baby, Rhys.

Sinking into the couch with a deep sigh, he beckons you over with two fingers. His exhaustion is evident, shoulders slumped and head thrown back into the thick couch pillows, fingers subconsciously toying with the soft fabric of one of the throw blankets you’d insisted on during a shopping trip a few weeks back. “Do me a favor, yeah?”

The way your head nods immediately in response is a little pathetic, borderline embarrassing if it weren’t for the fact that Rhys had barely looked up. “Yeah.”

“Why don’t you go grab those little oil jars of yours and rub my back for me?” It’s not really a question judging by how he says it, voice low and breathy but still commanding—cocky almost like he was certain you’d do it either way.

You leave for a moment, rushing to your room to collect a few oils from the growing rack in your bathroom and head back before you can psyche yourself out of it. Your hands on his body—Rhysand’s shirt was off by time you’d set the bottles on the table and he’d laid out on the large couch, his stomach down and face stuffed in a pillow. “Long day?” You murmur, the casual conversation doing little to stave off the nerves, your hands shaking at the thought of being so close to him.

“Long week.”

You hum in sympathy, glass bottle clinking against one another as you popped their lids open, corks perched to the side and poured a few drops of the oil on his back, across broad shoulders and down his spine. “Poor thing,” His body responds to your words—or maybe it’s just the oil when he shifted slightly, muscles flexing slightly when you finally touch him.

You start at his shoulders, slick hands smoothing the scent of lavender and mint over tanned skin. The angle is a little awkward, your back aching from the strain and as if the High Lord had sensed the same thing, one of his hands lift from under the pillow, reaching behind to tap at your calf, fingers grazing the bare skin there. “Sit on me.”

“But what if—“

“Please,” It comes out gravely, voice muffled by the pillow and filled with exhaustion. “I really need you to do this for me.” A little smirk quirks on the side of his face that’s still visible, eyes still shut as he followed up with, “Your High Lord commands it.”

A blush burns at your cheeks, movements hesitant before complying. One bare leg wrapped around his waist, thighs caging him in on either side and you prayed he couldn’t smell the affect this was having on you. How casual he was being about such proximity. How compromising this looked if anyone walked in.

Relax.

Just breathe.

You’re just friends and if anyone walked in you’d tell them exactly what was happening. You were helping—just like friends did.

“You’d think for a High Lord who can command such things, you’d have already had a masseuse on your payroll.” The joke earns you a laugh, his body shaking under you slightly but you ignore it as you get back to work. Fingers kneading at the knots in his shoulders, forcing yourself to stop thinking so hard about the whimpers that sounded from him when you ran a firm thumb down the slope of his shoulder, squeezing and rubbing over and over until that area was completely relaxed.

Rhysand’s back was all hard muscles, his groans going more guttural when your touch grows firmer, working out knots and stretching sore muscles until all the oil had dried. “Don’t stop.” His hand clamps around your calf when you try to slide off and while the grip isn’t painful the way half-lidded violet eyes peer at you, lips a little pouty when he continues. “I haven’t felt that kind of relief in months—just please don’t stop.”

His hand doesn’t leave your calf when you continue and the little sigh of contentment he lets out when you continue is enough to have you clenching around nothing, praying that he couldn’t feel it.

You keep going until his breathing has evened out and his body has gone lax, soft huffs fanning out on his forearm as sleep finally took over, hand falling limp at his side.

That’s how they find you, still gently rubbing at Rhys’ back and Cassian immediately groans next to Azriel. It takes no more than a second before his shirt is tugged off and thrown to the side. “Me next.”

[the-californicationist]

Cali's Kinktober: Day 11

Kinktober Masterlist labor ipse voluptas - “there is pleasure in the work” Simon "Ghost" Riley x gn!reader Kinks > massage, workplace sex acts, edge play, men whimpering Full tags on AO3 - MDNI - Read at your own risk.

Simon has been your massage client for years, but when he comes in with a groin injury, your working relationship becomes much, much different.

Gender-neutral reader, no mention of pronouns or genitalia. Some references to past trauma/violence inspired by canon events.

Sometimes, when you were working your hands over the flesh and bones of Simon Riley, you closed your eyes and used your fingers to know him, pretending that your sight was gone from you, letting the scars and the knots in his muscles tell you his story. It was one you’d read before, rubbing his skin like it was a book of braille, letting each ridge and healed wound speak their lines and expound upon his violent past. 

You fanned out your fingers to touch him, wide and spread across his back, rubbing your fine oils into his body and feeling the tension loosen in him as you moved through his pain. You could trace the edges of his old tattoos, finding where the artist dug the needles too deep, black lines that healed through the old, pale cuts. 

His left shoulder told you stories about two knife wounds and a bullet that the medics hadn’t bothered to remove. His right arm had a torn extensor tendon, and for him to stretch it all the way out, you needed to coax the bicep above it, pushing and pulling the muscle like you knew he needed you to, reaching deep within him to find the pliant relief he was looking for.   

You’d been Simon’s massage therapist for almost five years, and you knew as much about him as he did about you. It was strange; you could talk to each other about the deepest parts of yourselves, the way you thought the world should be, about how far human beings could reach into the universe, about space and time, about the rights and wrongs of society, and yet you knew very little of his actual day to day life. 

You knew he was a soldier. He had to tell you that much. When you first saw him lying prone on your table, the blanket covering his ass and not much else, you had to hold your breath to keep from gasping at what you saw. People’s bodies did not disturb you. Wrinkles, acne, hair - it was all just normal humanity. No one was perfect. But, Simon’s body unsettled you. He looked like he’d been through literal hell. Like demons had pierced him with their tridents and burned him with their fire. He’d been shot, stabbed, pierced, bitten, broken, and ruined by war to a particular degree that made you wonder why he hadn’t been retired for these bodily atrocities. 

On your first day together, you’d told him point-blank,

“I’d ask if you had any prior injuries, Mr. Riley, but we only have an hour together.”

He chuckled, smiling at you from his raised position on his elbows, 

“Fair enough. And, call me Simon, if tha’s alright.”

“That’s alright, Simon. Let’s get to work.”

So, you had. In the beginning, the initial awkwardness of the act of massaging someone was the same as it always was. You got to know his body, his preferences. You knew not to press too hard on his right trapezius unless you wanted a fist to dart out and grip you around the wrist. You also knew that he was a bit vocal. Some of the noises he made for you, particularly when you treated his calves and quads, haunted your dreams in the most lurid way. 

But, everything had changed between you when he had come in last week with a sore groin muscle, inside of his right thigh. 

“What’s with the limp?” You’d asked him when he walked into the office.

“Trainin’ day gone wrong. Think you can put it right again, love?”

That Manchester accent with the pet name always stuck you right in the belly, but you pretended like it didn’t. You refused to admit you had feelings for your client. It wasn’t professional, and you were one of the best in your field. It was unethical. But, it was hard to convince yourself of that fact when you remembered how he groaned for you when you relaxed his clenched hamstring a few months ago and he’d cried into the terrycloth face pillow,

“Mngh! Tha’s good, love. Fuck, tha’s it.”

That one was on repeat in your head. 

Today, you gave him some time to get set up in the room, giving him specific instructions to lie on his back first so that you could treat the affected area. You weren’t shy about a little upper thigh, and you’d touched Simon Riley in just about every way possible by now. It’d be old hat. Right?

Wrong.

You’d started on his quad, warming up the muscle to your touch, filling your hands with oil so that they would slip across his hairy skin. But, he’d stopped you, grimacing and grunting through his teeth,

“It’s higher. Fuck me, it stings.”

“Can you point to the pain?” You watched as he moved the thin sheet up and over his hip, trying to shield his cock from you while showing you where he was injured. 

His hand was rubbing down his adductor brevis, the innermost part of his thigh, a muscle that led right to the join of where his leg became crotch. 

“I see. Can you turn your knee out?”

“No,” he growled, obviously trying to hold his pain at bay. 

“Alright,” you reassured him, “It’s okay like this. Just… tell me if I touch you where you aren’t comfortable.”

“I just need you to bloody touch me, love. I’ll take anythin’ you got at this point.”

You looked down at his leg, and then you looked at his cock and balls hidden by the sheet. Back to the leg. Back to his cock. 

Stop it! Stop. Don’t look at it. You punished yourself, but that only made you want to look at it again. 

If you didn’t start massaging him, he was going to know you were nervous, and you didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable, so you poured more oil into your hand and started at the lowest possible point before gently working your way up the muscle. 

The noise that came out of him was downright pornographic. 

“Are… are you alright, Simon?” You asked, stopping to let him recover.

He nodded, biting down on his fist to stop himself from crying out again.

You repeated the movement. Another delicious grumble came rolling out of his chest. He was breathing hard, and you could see his enormous core flexing and expanding under the stress. 

You moved your hand back and forth over the muscle, working it over and over, feeling the tension loosen under your touch. But, as he became more and more pain free, his body started to get worked up in a different sort of way. 

You’d tried to stay away from the sheet, but there was only so much room down there, and his giant prick was hanging against your wrist as you rubbed him. It wasn’t his fault. He’d covered himself. There really wasn’t anything wrong, per se. It was just a body part. But, it gave him away.

By the time he had relief in his muscle, his immense rod was standing at full attention, erect and joyful in your ministrations. He was so big that he was tugging the sheet from the other side of the table, lolling up his abdomen and reaching much higher than his navel. 

The sheet was doing very little to protect his modesty. 

“Does that feel better, Simon?” You asked, trying to hide the nervousness in your voice.

“Aye, love. Feels fuckin’ brilliant. Little higher, yeah?”

He still hadn’t opened his eyes, and if he knew he was hard, he didn’t apologize for it. If you moved your hands higher, you’d be pressing into his pubic mound, basically massaging the base of his cock. So, you moved just the smallest bit higher, trying your best to avoid his fully hard dick. 

“Mmfff-fuck. Tha’s so good.”

You couldn’t stop staring at him while you rubbed his groin. Every time you pulled the muscle, his cock would flag, and every time you pushed back up, kneading him and helping him relax, his blood would pump through his shaft, making him throb. It was intoxicating. 

Then, you noticed that he had stopped making noises. You looked up and, to your horror, he was watching you gaze longingly at his phallus, like you were a dog starving for a bone. 

You looked away, quickly finding a spot on the floor, but it was too late.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. His eyes locked onto yours and he took your hand in his gently, and slowly dragged it up the body of his cock all the way to the swollen head. Then, he put his hands back at his sides and settled in, looking just as neutral as he usually did when you prepared to massage any other part of him. 

Was he really asking you to do this? Were you seriously about to give Simon a happy ending in a professional massage office? 

He felt your hesitation, and he smiled at you,

“Go on, love. Touch me how you need to touch me.”

You rubbed more oil on your hands and turned down the sheet, tucking it away as if you were exposing an arm or leg or some other appendage, trying to be as professional as you could despite the fact that you were about to do an incredibly heinous thing. 

But, you desperately wanted to touch him, and you didn’t think you’d have another chance. He’d probably never want to make an appointment here again. So, you decided to seize the moment. 

You started at his base, massaging the pubic mound around his cock, the tendons and flesh that supported his length, and then you moved to the bottom of his shaft. Carefully, you moved your thumbs over his wide shaft, making small circles of firm pressure, feeling the tension throbbing inside of him as you began to touch him there. 

Then, his moans. But, they were softer this time. It was a side of him you never got to see, an ultimate vulnerability. He was trusting you more now than he ever had. 

You moved up his shaft in a methodical way, telegraphing your movements, making sure he knew where you were going to touch him next. No surprises. 

Finally, you made it all the way up to his cockhead. You spent plenty of time rubbing your fingertips over his sensitive frenulum, touching the crown only when you knew he was ready, smearing your oil over his foreskin and pulling it down to reveal his swollen glans. 

He hissed, so sensitive under your touch. You paused, speaking low and even, trying to make your voice sound calm,

“Everything alright, Simon?”

“Mm, fuckin’ hell, too good.”

“Remember to take long, deep breaths. It helps release any tension you might be experiencing,” you teased him with your therapy voice, trying to get a rise out of him more than you already had. 

He looked down at you, incredulous, and then cocked a grin when he saw that you were playing with him. 

You rubbed his full length, clasping both of your hands around him and stroking him from base to tip and back again. Never too fast, never too slow; you always went at the exact speed that caused him to throb, knowing that you were milking him just on the edge of pleasure. If you went faster or gripped him harder, he would come, and you weren’t ready for that yet. So, you edged him, knowing his tells, listening to the timbre of his moans. You’d had five years to listen to this man when he found physical relief, so you used it against him. 

Just when he would get close, you’d return to his base, making circles in his lower abdomen, ignoring his sensitive cock, listening to him chuff and growl in frustration. But, he didn’t ask. Never did he put his desire into words. It would make it real. It would ruin the moment. Right now, you could both still pretend that he was getting a massage. 

You made your way back up, toying with him, bringing him moaning and whimpering back to the edge before sending him away again, dragging him back down in a torrent of huffing breaths and a furrowed brow. Then, you let go of him entirely, covering him back up with the sheet and stepping away from the table.

“Love, please…” He whined aloud, his voice demonically fractured and deep, resonating in his chest, staring up at you like you’d stuck him with your own blade, an unexpected betrayal.

“I’m afraid our time is up, Simon.”

“Like hell it is,” he grunted, leaping up from the table and towering over you. 

“Your injury seems to have responded nicely to our treatment, and I can –”

Simon grabbed you around the nape of your neck, dragging your body up against his, using his other hand to fist his cock, holding it out for you to grab.

“Finish what you started, love, or I’ll finish it in you.”

His eyes were nothing but serious, and you were so turned on by his fiery passion, you grabbed his cock, knelt down on the floor and fed him into your mouth. Only the head would fit at first, but that was enough. The obscene cries that came out of his throat told you everything you needed to know about his pleasure. 

You popped his head out of your mouth and jerked him, fast and hard, smirking from your knees, 

“C’mon then. Finish it in me.”

The look of shock that painted his face was like a prize that you treasured for yourself, and as you bobbed your head back and forth, sucking him as best you could, he leaned his free hand against the wall and curled his fingers into your neck even tighter. 

“Mngh… mngh… mngh… Shit! M’gonna come, love. Gonna come… fuck!”

He tried to pull away, worried that you would not want to take him in your mouth, but you sucked him deeper, keeping his pounding head sealed inside your lips. He started to orgasm, and it filled your tongue, forcing you to swallow if you wanted to breathe. You swallowed more and more of his salty cream, lapping at his drooling head, slurping and sucking to your heart’s content. 

“Goddamnit… fuck! Fuck, holy fuck…” He was coming apart above you, his release so pure and powerful that you watched him tremble, his eyes rolling back in his head like a shark ready to bite, and you felt like you were on top of the world. 

His shaft kept throbbing, spilling more and more of his come into you, and you kept sucking him, hoping to get every last drop. 

Then, he let go of your neck and moved his hand to cup your cheek, touching you with gentle adoration,

“Bloody hell, love. What was that?”

You popped him out of your mouth once more and gave him a long lick, a cunning grin on your face,

“Injury treatment?” 

“Fuck me, I’m still injured. C’mere.”

[hees-mine]

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐫! - 𝐋.𝐡𝐬

𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 ⚥ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: smut, fingering, dirty talk, cursing.

It was the weekend, and you decided that after all your hard work during the weekdays, you’d finally treat yourself to something nice.

Because you never took a break, but this was much needed.

And right now, nothing sounded better than a massage. You hadn’t had one in ages, so it was long overdue.

You excitedly book your appointment. Luckily, they could fit you in as early as tomorrow, so that would be perfect. Then, you could start your work week feeling revitalized and refreshed.

So, on second thought, you have no idea how revitalized or refreshed you are going to be feeling after this.

You were currently lying face down on the table, doing your best to hold back the sounds that were threatening to come out.

You knew it was wrong, so wrong, but how could you help yourself when your masseur was the single most hottest person to ever walk this god-forsaken earth?

Originally, you had booked with a woman, but you were informed that she was feeling unwell, and they gave you the option to re-book. But you really wanted a massage today, so you took the next available spot.

Which looking back at it now, you probably should’ve because this was the best yet worst thing that’s ever happened to you.

You knew you should have rescheduled when you heard them mention a male's name to be your new masseur, but you were so driven on getting a massage today that you so foolishly went along with it.

His hands felt like heaven, but your thoughts were deep in hell. Every time he rubbed out one of the many knots in your neck, you were on the verge of moaning like, not sighing in relief or the occasional grunt from the slight pain. No, you were about to start moaning because his hands were working wonders on your body in places he wasn’t even touching.

And when he placed his hands lower on your back, that was it. The first moan spilled past your lips, your eyes immediately widening in fear. You hoped and prayed he didn’t notice, and he didn’t seem to, but after that first moan, you couldn’t hold back, especially when he reached your thighs.

You were just counting the minutes until this was over. What was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening turned into a stressful disaster, and you would much rather be at work than on this massage table making a complete fool out of yourself.

You were wet beyond belief. You were sure it was probably getting on the massage table, and that was another disaster you had to face, but you’d do that when the time came.

Heeseung, your masseur, has been doing this job for a little over a year. Yes, he’s had people making plenty of noises on his table, men and women, but the noises you were making this was an absolute first. Maybe his mind was in the gutter, but to him, it sounded like you were straight-up moaning, and as many times as he tried to shake off the feeling of arousal in his lower region, he just couldn’t. He was more than happy that you were enjoying yourself, but he’s afraid he might have been enjoying it even more than you, judging by the tent in his pants.

He excused himself with the guise of going to get more massage oil cause he “ran out,” but you didn’t mind cause at least this would give your poor body and mind a break.

Heeseung hid himself in the bathroom, attempting to calm the intense throbbing between his legs by splashing cold water on his face, but it was to no avail. He checked his watch, and there were still fifteen minutes of the massage left. He patted his face dry and just accepted the fact that he was doomed. Oh, how he wished his co-worker wasn’t feeling sick today. Then, he could have never had to face this embarrassing situation that he’s currently in. He had the right mind to just say he wasn’t feeling well and go home, but that option was off the table for obvious reasons.

“Sorry for the inconvenience.” he clears his throat when he comes back to your room, and he takes at least a good minute to stare down your oiled body. Your skin felt so smooth and soft under his palms the softest he’s ever felt, and that’s saying a lot.

“Get it together,” he slaps his cheek as he scolds himself quietly.

When you heard him come back, you’d convinced yourself that you were calm enough to finish the rest of your massage, that is, till you felt the first few drops of oil hit your back, soon followed by his large hands massaging it in.

He focused his ministrations on your lower back, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he held back a moan. Not to say it mattered, though, because he would have rather moaned than do what he did next. “Feels good, yeah?” He whispers, tone deep and gravely an octave lower and filled with desire.

You whimper just from the sound of his voice, and by now, you’ve lost all types of resolve and self-control. “Yes, heeseung so good.”

“Yeah,” he gulps harshly, the movement of his hands much more sensual as he softly kneads your waist and dips his hands beneath your towel just above your butt. “That feel good too?” Your eyes fluttered as a gush of arousal seeped from your aching hole

“Yes,” you whisper, mind and body completely gone.

“And how about this?” He cups your supple backside in his hands, rubbing the soft flesh as he presses his erection against the massage table for some type of relief.

“Fuck” you bite your lip, all the embarrassment leaving your body and being replaced by pleasure.

He experimentally ran his fingers between your crease, trailing his way to your dripping folds, and you gasped at the sensation, mind spinning with nothing but want for your masseur.

He groans as he sinks a finger in you, and the way you grip the tip of his finger has his eyes rolling back in his hand. And don’t even get him started on how soaked you are. “Must feel really good,” he smirks, playing with your hole and slipping in another finger. You’re too lost at this point to even rationalize what you’re doing, but from the looks of it, neither of you really cared.

He ran his fingertip down the expanse of your back until he reached your ass and gave it a firm squeeze with his free hand as he thrust his fingers in and out of your tight wet hole.

“Fuck heeseung,” he angled his fingers just right, rubbing your gummy walls until your legs were quivering and you were already embarrassingly close.

“Shit, you’re so fucking wet, baby god damn,” he moans at the sight of his fingers coated in your juices. “Cum on my fingers, baby. Can feel you clenching around me.” he pumps his fingers quicker until you're moaning with every rub on your g spot. “Yeah, so fucking tight,” he breathes through his nose, lips parted in awe as he loses himself in the sounds of your wet cunt and soft whimpers.

“G-gonna cum heeseung,” you moan as quietly as possible, not to alert anyone to what you and your masseur are doing behind closed doors.

“Go on then” The way he spanks your ass makes you clench even tighter, and you finally release your squirt all over the table and his fingers. “Let it all out fuck” The lewd squelches of your pussy makes you feel embarrassed, but he doesn’t stop. He keeps fingering you until you’ve made a huge fucking mess everywhere, and he’d never forget this beautiful sight on his massage table. “So pretty.”

You’re a panting moaning wreck on his table, and once you come down, he slowly pulls his fingers out, sucking them clean as you turn around on the table, a seductive look in your eyes. “I think it’s only fair that you get a happy ending, too” he cocks a brow as you place your hand on the stiff bulge in his white pants, and he’s definitely not objecting.

Thank god his co-worker was sick today.

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[mrsmidnight15]

I fully support the idea that Ghost is the best at giving back massages. Overall just really good with his hands cause you know… military… definitely not anything else…

OHHH YOU SPEAKING FACTS

he's already tall so he's got them big man hands + constantly working out being active they're strong and calloused too.

Being a military man he's no stranger to constant ache and pains and probably already has some knowledge of how to give a good massage. After a long and stressful day you don't need to say anything, he's already whipping out the massage oil and beckoning you to lie down and work his magic. He's also good at knowing when you just need some time to relax while he works out the kinks and knots but also isn't afraid to crack a few dad jokes.

"Love, what do you call a masseuse that only massages men?"

"i don't know😑"

"A massogynist! "

Another fun bonding time is him showing you some fun techniques to use on him as well, he's under constant stress and appreciates when you put in the effort to return the favour.

nsfw below the cut!

Sometimes massages can turn into another kind of stress relief, cheeky bastard pretends to act innocent when his hands start wandering, claiming that butt massages are very common and you're the one being improper.

He always double checks that it's okay before his hands start wandering further, caressing your body and preparing you for another kind of massage.

female reader! starts working you up slowly, teasing your entrance and telling you to be patient when you start to get antsy, before slowly adding a finger. Soft kisses and caresses all over, moving at a decent pace still wanting you to relax without teasing you too much. Makes the entire session all about you, adding more fingers when you ask and listening to all your little commands. pulls you tight against him when you're about to cum, keeping your trembling legs steady as you're sent into bliss.

male reader! pays lots of attention to your backside at first, giving little nips and playful bites before soothing them over with kisses. teasing you and calling you needy before finally paying attention to your cock. Starts off really slow while giving firm strokes and kissing all over your thighs, only keeps up the teasing act for so long though before he finally listens to your demands. as much as he loves being a dick he'll only edge you once just so when he finally pulls you off the edge it'll feel real good.

[justinalovee]

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈

Pairing: Aegon Targaryen × Reader × Helena

Targaryen

Word Count: 505

Warnings: Incest, smut themes, hint of breastfeeding kink

Summary: You are pregnant with your first child with Aegon and Helaena

A/N: All characters are 18+! minors DNI

Helena

She would be ecstatic upon learning you were with a child

She’s very supportive and will make sure everything is perfect for you

Helaena would make a point of making sure any foods you were craving were nearby at all times

She would seek out oils that would help relax you and teas that would help prevent nausea

Whenever you have aches and pains in your body, she has no problem massaging you to ease the pain - including your painfully heavy breasts

When it comes to sex, Helaena is very gentle and considerate

If you wanted to please her, Helaena would sit on your face, careful to stay away from your bump

Helaena could spend hours at a time between your legs worshipping you

She’ll understand the pressure of being the first to provide an heir to the throne and will listen tentatively to all your concerns

She will stay by your side in the birthing room, holding your hand the whole way through it

Helaena was made for motherhood and will be the best mother to your child that you could ever ask for

Aegon

Despite having been cumming inside you for months with the intention of getting you pregnant, Aegon would still be shocked when the maesters announced the news

From that day on, he will be extremely protective of you

He would look at the maesters wide-eyed whenever they spoke about anything to do with childbirth

Aegon will constantly tell people that you're carrying his heir at any given chance, reminding everyone that you are his

As king, he forbids you from dragon riding during the early stages of your pregnancy, terrified that something bad would happen if you did

He will push himself to stop drinking as much

No one is allowed to get too close to you and your growing bump aside from Helaena and the maesters

He would be fascinated with your growing body

Aegon swears your cunny tastes much sweeter

His sex drive would go into overdrive, often leading to a scolding from Helaena, who needed to remind him to be more gentle when making love to you

He would get a thrill watching you ride him, getting a full view of your ever-changing body

Aegon would be obsessed with your breasts, and he was delighted when your milk finally came through

Of course, he had to taste it for himself

Aegon very quickly became addicted to the taste and was eager to help whenever you needed relief from the heaviness in your breasts

During the later stages of your pregnancy, you only gave Aegon lazy blowjobs

Aegon has all your queenly duties dispatched between members of his council so that you can rest more

Teary-eyed, he waits outside the birthing room, listening to your agonizing screams

When Aegon comes into the room to see his babe for the first time, he instantly falls in love

He kisses your forehead and tells you how proud he is of you

When the baby is a few weeks old, he'll take them riding on Sunfyre

[atxxokirina]

Pain Reliever (18+ MDNI) —

Lo'ak x Fem Na'vi reader

—𓆉

Plot: You've been working as a tent healer for nearly six months. The role had it's pros and cons, but nonetheless, you loved your job. Crafting remedies, tending to injuries- anything that was related to being there for your people, you enjoyed. Once Lo'ak comes in with a specific ache in his shoulders, you decide to help him out, and be his pain reliever

Contains: Massage gone sexual, almost caught, doggy style, Lo'ak calling reader "mama", creampie, & Lo'ak making reader use their words. Let me know if I missed anything ;)

Na'vi key/Translation: Fpomtokx - health (physical) Tewng - loincloth

It was just before eclipse. Some time after the war party had returned. Not many were injured, and the most you had to deal with was a small gash on one of the warrior's legs. As you're packing your supplies into your pouch, you're interrupted by the tall, blue figure in front of you. You look up, tilting your head with a sideways smile.

"Hi, Lo'ak." You say in a sarcastic tone, shoving a tube of lotion into the bag. "Don't get too excited," he laughs, kneeling down in front of you.

"Do you need something? If not, I'm heading home." You sighed. Standing from your position, peering down at him. "Yeah, uhm," he spoke, diagonally rubbing his shoulder blade. "I have this pain in my back, think you can help me?" He stands with you now. "I wish you'd seen me sooner." You sigh with an eye roll as he smiles at your response.

"Alright, come on." You pat the cot. "Just lay down, I'll get to you in a second." He nods, strutting over to your cot as he plops down. "Thanks, mama." Your ear twitches at the name. "U-Uh huh. No problem.." You bend over to your pouch, searching your fpomtokx oil.

You knew him calling you 'mama' probably meant nothing, but the way he said it almost made you fall to your knees. As you pull out the closed tube of oil, you make your way back over to him.

"How long has it been hurting?" You ask, dotting the liquid into your palm. Lo'ak smiles warmly as you walk over, laying down as ordered. "Maybe a day or two? But it's nothing too bad. I'm still mostly fine." He lets out a tiny sound of relief once you apply the ointment to his skin. "That feels great.." Lo'ak groans quietly.

"That's good," you clear your throat, pushing into his lower collarbone. Closely watching as he closes his eyes. You carefully listen in on his low moans, keeping an eye on the way he bites his lips. It sounds like music when it's from him. You can feel butterflies forming in your stomach, and a small pool of wetness fill your tewng. "It really helps when someone else does it." He mumbles, still in a trance.

"Yeah? Well I'm glad I could help." You smile, pressing one last time onto his shoulders before you cap the tube. Lo'ak sat up after you finished. His dark auburn eyes focused on yours.

And, fuck, he is so hot like this. His entire body oiled up, and tender.. words cannot describe how badly you wanted him in this moment.

And if the Great Mother gave you a chance, you'd suck his di-

"Everything okay?" Lo'ak tilts his head to your view, pulling you from your deep thoughts. "Y-Yes, everything's fine. Sorry," You apologize, tripping over your words. "If the pain returns, please come see me again. I'll do my best to help you." You nod.

"Mhm. Yes ma'am." Lo'ak replies. His voice raspy and husk, almost throwing you in another daydream. Just as you turn around, you feel a large set of hands pull you back. You yelp in surprise, feeling your ass press against Lo'ak's hard on. You can hear his soft chuckles. He's loving your reactions.

Lo'ak stood from his seat, pressing into you more, and his bulge is more prominent with your pussy now. Without a word, he starts to kiss your lower back, slowly caressing your skin and holding onto your waist. He whispers into your neck before gently biting your it. "Mmm.. Don't go just yet."

You almost gave in to his advances as your eyes flutter closed, until you remembered where you were.

"Lo'ak, what if someone walks in.." You quietly speak before he claws into your pelvic bone, forcing your ass to press into his dick. "Shit, mama.. you think I give a fuck about that?" He groans, dry humping you now. You feel a fire bubbling inside of you, mixed with butterflies and the pulsation of your cunt. He pulls the front of his loincloth down, his cock springing out and lightly tapping your back.

Lo'ak continues to grind his cock against you as he begins untying your loincloth. "Feel me, baby?" He huffs, desire growing by the second. Eventually, he gets your loincloth off. Pulling one last string as it instantly falls to your feet.

You let out a full moan as you felt his warm cock against your ass. He holds your waist with one hand while fisting his cock with the other, teasing your slick slit. "Uh.." You quietly mewl, leaning your head back into his shoulders. Lo'ak smirks at your submissiveness. "Mhm, that's right." Your core parts are heating up with arousal. It's useless to resist now.

You start to buck back onto his cock, sliding back and forth as he held it in place. "Oh, fuck yeah.. That's it, mama. Keep that pussy on me." Lo'ak moans. His hold on your waist only becoming more firm. You whine in response as you get completely lost in the feeling.

His mushroom-like head is prodding against your clit, pushing an addicting feeling with each tiny thrust. "Tell me what you want." He demands, swiftly moving the hand that was on your waist to your mound, ghosting his fingers over it. "Ah- I-I want you, please." You whimper.

"Mmh.." He inches his cock into you, gently parting your lips as the tip slides in. He stops once his head is submerged inside of you. "C'mon, you can do better than that. Beg harder." He demands. "Please, please, Lo'ak. Just fuck me.. I want it so bad, I need it. Make me feel good, please.." You continuously beg, and it's simply music to his ears.

"That's better." He affirms before shoving his full length inside of you. You squeal as he uses your hips as leverage, panting with each thrust. Lo'ak's motion doesn't stop, he's fucking you like his life depends on it.

"This little pussy feels so fucking good around me." He grunts with a sharp exhale, throwing down one smack to the right side of your ass. You cry out, followed by a moan. "Look at the way it bounces back for me, shit.." He chuckled.

"P-Pleaseee, Lo'ak. Don't stop!" You cried another beg. "Ah..haah!- nghhh!" The quick rythm he's obtained causes your sweet spot to coil up, you gasp and mewl at every chance you get as his cock knocks the wind out of you. "You love this dick, don't you?" He hums, slowing down and grinding his hips up into your cunt.

"M-Mhmm!" You respond, completly drunk off of him. "Nah, say you love it. I wanna hear you, mama." His thrusts come to a halt, making you whine. "No, no.. Why did you stop?" You try to fuck yourself back onto him, but he holds you in place, leaning down to your ears.

"Say it."

His voice was deep. A type of deep you couldn't resist, even if you tried. "I love your dick, Lo'ak. Ah! I love it so much. Please, keep fucking me." You whimpered. It seemed to be enough because just at that, he goes right back to pounding you into oblivion. You mewl and screw your eyes shut, practically screaming for him as his cock twitches against you, closed in by your walls. "You're gonna make me cum if you keep squeezing me like that. Hmhng, fuck.."

You convulse. Trying your best to follow his pace as your climax approaches. "I'm gonna cum too! Oh fuck, fuck!" Lo'ak dug his nails into you, his low groans only helping your cum build up inside. "Fuck, baby. I'm c-cumming inside you.. Cum with me!" He threw his head down, pelvis hitting your ass while his warm seed filled your womb.

"Take all this cum, take it all for me, baby."

You whine as your natural liquids mix with each other, hearing it gush and seep out of you as his pulls out. "Fuck.." You sigh, immediately laying down as your legs tremble. He leant against the cot, looking down at you, his breath also absent.

"Y/n," Lo'ak starts. "I know you're tired but, we can't rest here." You mumble nonsense, far too fucked out to care about what he's saying. As he's fitting his tewng back on, he reaches down to grab your arms. "Come on, you can sleep at my—"

"Hello? Y/n? Have you seen my brother?"

All laziness jumps out of you once you hear Neteyam at your door. You shoot a concerned look toward Lo'ak as you heart pumps. He shakes his head at you, mouthing the words, "No"

You're internally freaking out. If you could ever magically disappear, now would be the time.

"Y/n, are you there? Can I come in?" Neteyam knocks again.

"No! No, he's not here." You hurriedly respond.

"Oh, well do you know where he might be?"

You look over at Lo'ak again for an answer. He shook his head. "No, Neteyam. Sorry." You gulp. "I'll let you know if I see him." You add on, a nervous laugh escaping you.

"Ah, alright. I'll see you later then." Neteyam speaks through the door one last time before hearing his footsteps fade away.

— 𓆉

A/N: hi guys, I know I've been dead for the past couple of weeks 😭 I was on somewhat of a hiatus. I've been sooo overwhelmed with all of the requests I'd gotten, (which is so stupid of me because I literally asked for them 🤨) but anyways, I'm back! And I'll be working on the requests I have currently, as well as the other fics I personally have been writing. Feel free to send requests ofc, but just know it might take me a while to write them. I love you all sm, MWAH 💙

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[lovejosephquinn]

Hey! Could I put in a request?

Joe using his big strong hands (holy fuck) to give the reader a neck and shoulder massage after she's had a tough week and ended up tense?

Wouldn't be a bad thing if his hands went wandering and he used his thicc fingers to massage her somewhere else iykwim 😘

WE STAN THOSE HANDS ISTG. RIGHT AWAY ANON 💀

Under 18's DNI.

Tense was not the word. You'd struggled with the pain shooting from your neck all the way down to the small of your back all week, aches that linked up through your spine making the rest of your body feel like pure shit. The only thing kept you going was that it was finally Friday and you didn't have to rush back for the next 48 hours and could relax as much as humanly possible and the best part about it was your boyfriend had a free weekend and no plans were made, you were excited to just lay in your own filth all weekend, no interruptions.

You almost crawled through the front door of your flat, taking a huge stretch when you closed the door. You peeked into the living room, taking a look at your boyfriend sprawled across the sofa watching mind-numbing television, not something he tended to do all that often but he was waiting for you and obviously got bored.

Joe swerved his head around to you, a small smile creeping onto his face when he first caught sight of you. "Good day, baby?"

"I'm in agony, but apart from that good."

"Shit still? Well I think it's time that I worked my magic and gave you one of my Joseph specials." You scrunched your face up sarcastically, also slightly confused as to what the hell a Joseph special entailed.

"Elaborate?" You choked a chuckle.

"A massage, love. I'm a bit of a wizard when it comes to them." He flashed his hands up in the air. He was probably right, the sheer size of them could cure any ache you were certain.

"I accept." Joe stood up, taking a stretch of his own before taking your hand and pulling you through to your bedroom. Joe set the tone, lighting candles and dimming the regular lighting, grabbing some oil out of the bathroom and throwing a blanket over the bed covers so you were more comfortable underneath, almost looking like he warming up for a marathon when you saw him cracking his knuckles and tossing his arms about.

You got undressed and stood in your bra and underwear, Joe gestured for you to lay down on the bed once he'd finished setting the scene, his eyes stalked you to where you lay, a small cheeky smirk falling onto his features when he took in the slim of your back to where your ass rose above it. "What a view." He blew out a sigh as he climbed up and straddling over the top of you. You giggled innocently, listening to him throwing you a compliment just from purely seeing you that way, it was amazing how much he clearly adored you.

Joe wasn't wrong about the massage, he'd unhooked your bra and got straight into it, especially after hearing you groan at the pain presented. His hands were godly and his fingers were thick enough to reach into every tight knot that was situated around your back. The oil was fit for purpose, enabling him to glide easily up and down. His thumbs moving slowly up and down your spine, bits of skin being dragged along with them as you moaned into the pillow at the wonderful relief that was upon you. The moan was taken by Joe with pleasure, inheriting a slight ache from his cock when he heard the delicious sound fall from your lips.

"That nice baby?" Joe muttered, leaning down towards the back of your head before planting a kiss onto it.

"The best." Your face was planted into the pillow, your eyes were almost rolling into the back of your head and saliva falling out the side of your mouth from how good it felt.

He repeated several techniques for at least three quarters of an hour, making sure every part of your back, neck and shoulders were covered. The tiny whimpers that slid out of you, the moans and the beautiful content sighs that were received were turning Joe on so bad. He knew he had withheld a duty to make you feel better, but his cock was solid and his fingers were dying to feel elsewhere on your body, this wasn't the only way he knew how to make you feel good.

He shifted himself back and sat over to the side of your legs, putting some more oil onto his hands before he rubbed them together, you writhed a little, confused at why he'd stopped. "All in good time my darling." Joe's mouth shone a wicked smile, you were right where he wanted you, your legs already spread in a way you'd found to be so restful as he placed his hands down to your arse cheeks, massaging them with the palm of his hands. The side of it stroking between the cheeks and his finger twisted round which had a delicious amount of oil on it stroked down to your slit. You moaned a little louder as it bounced across the walls. "Is this part of the special Quinn?"

"It's an added bonus just for you, a little happy ending if you will, I also thought it might be a little achy down there so I thought I'd just go double check, you never know." You both sniggered stifled laughter.

"You never know." Joe took that as confirmation to continue, sliding down your underwear, you lifted your legs slightly so he could completely be rid of them. His fingers palmed your cunt, moving the folds open so that he could get better access, stroking relentlessly until he brushed further down over your clit, sending sparks of electricity up through your body. You tried to turn over but Joe denied you of that choice, sitting on top of your legs until you understood that you weren't going anywhere.

He grabbed the bottle of oil, pouring it all down your slit, soddening your pussy instantly, his own groans matched that of yours from the way you hummed at the foreign feel, the natural wetness of your cunt combined. Joe bit down on his lip, his eyes darkened as he watched the way his fingers slid around your bud so easy, your thighs were twitching as he hit the sensitive spot over and over, your whimpers more pleasurable than before. "Let me know how much you want it. That pretty cunt looks like it's begging to be taken care of right now."

His words only urged your moans to erupt quicker, you couldn't muster a single word from the way he pushed the tips of his fingers down, rubbing vigorously around your clit in slight circles - occasionally stroking your slit and teasing your entrance with his soaked up digits.

"I need it baby, I need your fingers so fucking bad. You're making me feel so good. Please."

"Good girl." Joe praised you and that could've almost brought you to the edge, a shameless kink you weren't afraid to admit you loved since you met him. Joe pushed a finger inside of you, slowly and way too teasing as he slithered it in and out.

"More." You growled, one not being more than enough for you to feel the benefit.

"Someone's being greedy." Joe chuckled yet obeyed your want.

You sighed an mhm and another finger joined the one already planted firmly inside of you, stretching between your walls, your hands now gripping the pillow either side of your head when you felt the width increase in your tight spot. The thickness of them was no match for his length but they still created a pleasure for you that you'd never quite experienced in foreplay, he knew what he was doing with them and he had the right tools to do it with.

Joe's other hand was busy palming at his cock, stroking harshly against the outline making him hiss from the strain underneath his clothing. He'd already leaked out from the way your vocals were chanting from the original massage. His fingers started working over time on you, his index and middle were joined by his ring finger, they fucked into you at a pace that had you squirming around the sheets, your toes curling and you singing his name. Three fingers deep curled up into you, tapping at the spongy part just before your cervix, stroking against it with every thrust and you were done for.

"Fuck." You cried out."

"Yeah that's it, you going to cum for me?"

"Yes I- I-" Your throat heaved a huge exhale of breath as your orgasm washed over you, your body tingling from the satisfaction that overcame your body in it's climax. The way your body jolted and presented pure pleasure and the unholy noises that came out of your mouth saw Joe's body jerking also, his hand had been so busy thrusting in his grip for the last few minutes through his clothes that he may of caused his own mess over watching the way you created yours, you were too busy in your own head to notice the elevated and almost stifled moan that cried it's way from Joe's lips. Your entrance throbbed around Joe's fingers as he continued to pound you with them, not stopping until he got every last bit he could of out of you. His fingers were dripping wet through, not just from the oil but from hefty amounts of the slick that had coated him.

He pulled out making your hole clench around nothing, a slight finishing touch of a whimper left your lips as you turned over slowly, lifting yourself to sit up and watching Joe's slightly unnerving smile, the vein in his neck more prominent than ever. Definitely not matching the grin you now had on your face.

"Baby, I'll take that special more often."

"I'll give it to you more often if that's what happens at the end." Joe hummed a laugh.

"Now it's your turn." You bit down on your lip but was quickly stopped when your hands reached over to tug at his trousers.

"No need love, I made a mess the moment you came. You were just too hot, I couldn't take it." You pouted your bottom lip at him and he pondered over at you, taking in the face he adored so much. That cheeky smile that you loved so much reappearing when his brain pinged an idea.

"But there's always a shower." Joe winked.

[ralith]

In Hot Water

A drabble from the Wild West IronRatch AU (humanformers).

Just Ironhide getting some much deserved attention in the tub. Fluff and humor.

Rated T for suggestive themes.

“Are you falling asleep on me?” Ratchet chuckled as Ironhide slipped further into the bathtub. Not that Ironhide was able to sink much deeper into the water. He was a large man in small tub and much of him was exposed to the air. But it was the portion of him that was submerged that he wanted to keep underwater…though that part of him wasn’t small either.

“Mm, sorry,” Ironhide rumbled and shimmied back up so Ratchet could resume his ministrations. Seated on a chair at the head of the tub, the medic’s focus went back to the warrior’s head where he continued to work shampoo through salt and pepper hair, massaging the scalp as he went.

It wasn’t that Ironhide was falling asleep, despite feeling more relaxed now than he ever had before. No, he was trying to keep concealed his body’s reaction to the medic’s thorough touches. Thankfully there were just enough bubbles to hide his growing stiffness.

Ratchet worked from front to back, smoothing his palms along the soldier’s scalp, rubbing little circles above his temples, massaging his ears, making sure every inch was attended to. Then Ratchet’s fingers curled and grasped at the roots, tugging with just enough force to elicit a throaty gasp from the warrior and Ironhide grasped at the edge of the copper tub. There was no way he was hiding that from the medic. He could practically feel Ratchet’s knowing smirk boring into the back of his skull.

“What happened to do no harm?” Ironhide asked when he found his voice again.

“Hm? I hardly think that reaction came from a place of pain,” Ratchet teased. “Even now, I’m learning new things about you.”

Ratchet tapped Ironhide on the shoulder, signaling for him to sit up straighter. The medic reached for a pitcher at his feet and began to slowly pour clean, lukewarm water over the soldier’s head to wash away the suds. The contrast of lukewarm water to the hot water he sat in set goosebumps to his skin.

Ratchet was right. Though they were several months into their relationship, there was still plenty they were learning about each other, from their kinks to the more domestic, like that Ratchet may be a highly skilled doctor, but he was far from a decent cook and that it was best if Ironhide handled cooking duties.

The soldier didn’t mind that at all. He considered it his way of caring for the doctor. Ratchet was always there to tend to his wounds, from the moment they met when Ratchet discovered him bleeding on the side of the road to now, where he’d spent the last few weeks recovering from being thrown from a horse.

For all Ratchet did for him, the least the old warrior could do was prepare a well-cooked meal.

Ironhide shook his head to break the rivulets of water that cascaded down his face. The motion caused him to wince and he let out a small pained grunt.

“Still hurting?” Ratchet had been there when Ironhide was thrown from the bronco’s back. He fell hard. Ratchet was sure the man had broken some bones, but to his relief Ironhide was only bruised. It was muscle soreness that continued to plague the soldier.

“Yeah, but it’s getting better.”

“I figured. That’s why I bought this.” Ratchet picked up a small box that rested at his feet. The top was latched and he opened it, bringing it around for the soldier to see. Inside were two glass bottles, their labels printed in a language Ironhide wasn’t familiar with. But he didn’t need to understand the language to know they said ‘Rose’ and ‘Lavender’.

The bottles and packaging certainly didn’t look cheap.

“What are those?”

“Massage oils. Imported.”

Ah, that’s why they look expensive.

“I saw them at the store. The clerk said he’d been waiting months for this shipment. A rare find indeed.”

“You bought these luxury oils just for me?”

“I don’t care about price, Ironhide. I care about the quality of the product. I only want to use the best on my patients. The same care and attention extends to my loved ones. Now, which scent would you like to try?”

Ironhide was silent for a moment, the medic’s words working through his brain.

“Lavender,” he said softly.

Pouring a small amount into his palm, Ratchet instructed Ironhide to sit forward and laid his hands to work. They started at the base of his skull where Ratchet pressed his thumbs into the tight neck muscles, stroking and rubbing the soreness away.

Loved ones.

Ironhide mulled over those words. Sure, they had expressed their love for one another many times over, but it was the softness and reverence in how Ratchet expressed his love that never failed to amaze Ironhide. It was in every utterance of “I love you”, every dressing of a wound or cold compress to an ache, each caress in the dark, and the lengths Ratchet would go to give Ironhide an experience of the finer things in life.

Ratchet loved him so completely it made the warrior’s heart ache.

Ratchet’s touch was deep and sure as his hands wandered over tired shoulders and thick arms. Down the taught expense of his back Ratchet worked his fingers deep to get the muscle to release. It took some time, but eventually the doctor could see Ironhide’s shoulders relax, and the soldier slumped forward. Ratchet worked down his spine some more before slowly coming back up and over to his chest.

There he continued to massage, but Ironhide got the feeling Ratchet’s touch here was more exploratory. Expert fingers followed the dip of his collar bone and drew down, tracing the swell of the soldier’s pecs. One hand stilled over the soldier’s heart while the other travelled farther south along the dark trail of hair that adorned the warrior’s abdomen.

Ironhide’s breath hitched and no doubt Ratchet could feel his heartbeat quicken. He wondered just how far Ratchet intended to go, shifting in the tub in anticipation, but Ratchet’s hand came back up just as slowly as it had descended.

The doctor leaned forward and crossed his arm over the soldier’s chest in a hug. He brought his lips to the corner of Ironhide’s mouth and placed a quick kiss.

“The water’s beginning to cool. Why don’t we get you out of here and I can continue working your soreness out in the bedroom?”

Ironhide made a pleased rumble in his chest, and he turned his head to meet Ratchet’s lips properly.

“Sounds wonderful. And after you’ve finished me off, I can return the favor.”

[lukeevangelista]

if you’re a fan of arber you know that man loves a good tussle…so i’m just imagining massaging him if he’s a little sore afterwards 😇 😏

I LOVE him.

And holy shit

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“Nice fight Arb.” You grinned as he walked through the door, your body leaning over the back of the couch as he tossed down his keys, slowly making his way over to you.

“Hmm. Was it now?” He softly asked as his hands cupped your cheek, pressing his lips to yours. You pecked his lips, him pulling back as your hands found his biceps, trailing down to his forearms, and then your thumbs tracing over his knuckles. Throughout you softly touching him, he winced at every movement.

“You okay?”

“I’m sore.” He chuckled, “He got me good this time.”

“I figured.” You replied, “How about you meet me upstairs and I’ll try and help that pain go away?”

“You’re the best.”

“I know.”

****

You had met him upstairs, staying true to your word as you grabbed an oil from your shared bathroom.

You could hear him softly humming as you walked back into your room, seeing him in just his sweatpants, already lying on his stomach.

“Someone is ready.” You laughed as you got onto the bed, straddling his butt.

“Sure am.” He said, his voice coming out muffled by the pillows, “I’m ready for those hands to word their magic.”

You let out another chuckle as your hands started to spread the oil across his back, him letting out a shaky sigh in relief.

“Just let me know if it hurts.”

You kneaded the tense areas in his back, your hands trailing back up his arms, applying pressure as he let out another content groan.

“I could let you do that forever.” He whispered as you slowly got off of him, his head turning towards you, “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” He said as he sat up, “What can I do to repay you?” He grinned as he pulled you close by the back of your thighs, his hands resting dangerously close to your ass.

“I think I’ve got a few ideas.” He smirked at your response as he tugged you down on the bed, hovering over you.

“I think we’re on the same page.” He said as he pressed his lips to your neck.

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Nourish and Revitalize: Choosing the Best Bathing Oil for Dry Skin

As the seasons change, so do the needs of our skin. For those grappling with dry and dehydrated skin, the quest for the perfect skincare solution can be both challenging and elusive. Amidst a plethora of products, bathing oil emerges as a hero for combating dry skin, offering a luxurious and effective solution to restore moisture and radiance. In this article, we explore the benefits of after bath oil for dry skin and provide insights on choosing the best one for your skin type.

Understanding Dry Skin

Dry skin is characterized by a lack of moisture, resulting in tightness, flakiness, and sometimes itching. Factors such as weather conditions, age, and even certain skincare products can contribute to the depletion of the skin's natural oils, leading to dryness. Addressing this concern requires a comprehensive approach, and one delightful and pampering method is incorporating bathing oil into your skincare routine.

The Benefits of Bathing Oil

1. Deep Hydration:

Bathing oils are formulated to provide intense hydration to parched skin. Unlike traditional soaps and body washes, which can strip the skin of its natural oils, bathing oils work to replenish and lock in moisture, leaving your skin feeling soft and supple.

2. Nourishing Ingredients:

Many bathing oils are enriched with nourishing ingredients such as essential oils, vitamins, and antioxidants. These ingredients not only moisturize the skin but also promote overall skin health, combating issues like inflammation and oxidative stress.

3. Gentle Cleansing:

Bathing oils offer a gentle alternative to harsh cleansers. They cleanse the skin without disrupting its natural lipid barrier, allowing you to enjoy a thorough cleanse without the drying effects often associated with traditional soap-based products.

4. Aromatherapy Benefits:

Beyond skincare, bathing oils often come with aromatherapy benefits. Essential oils like lavender, chamomile, or eucalyptus can have a calming effect on the mind and body, turning your bath into a soothing ritual.

5. Soothing Sensation:

Dry skin can be uncomfortable, and bathing oils provide relief by soothing irritated and sensitive skin. The oils create a protective layer that helps retain moisture, reducing the risk of further dehydration.

Choosing the Right Bathing Oil for Your Skin

1. Look for Natural Ingredients:

Opt for bathing oils that are rich in natural ingredients. Essential oils like almond oil, jojoba oil, or olive oil are known for their moisturizing properties and are gentle on dry skin.

2. Avoid Harsh Additives:

Check the ingredient list for harsh additives such as sulfates or synthetic fragrances, which can exacerbate dryness. A high-quality bathing oil should be free from such irritants.

3. Consider Your Skin's Needs:

Different oils cater to various skin concerns. If your skin is prone to irritation, opt for soothing oils like chamomile. For added anti-aging benefits, consider oils infused with vitamins like A, C, and E.

4. Read Product Reviews:

Before making a purchase, read product reviews to gain insights into how the bathing oil has worked for others with dry skin. Real-life experiences can guide you in choosing a product that aligns with your skincare goals.

5. Patch Test:

It's always wise to perform a patch test before incorporating a new product into your routine. Apply a small amount of the bathing oil on a small area of your skin to ensure compatibility and prevent potential allergic reactions.

Conclusion

Bathing oils offer a holistic solution to the challenges posed by dry skin. By incorporating the right bathing oil into your skincare routine, you can transform your daily bath into a nourishing and rejuvenating experience. Take the time to understand your skin's unique needs, choose a bathing oil with care, and indulge in the luxury of deep hydration. Elevate your skincare routine and say goodbye to dry, lackluster skin as you embrace the nourishing benefits of a well-chosen bathing oil.

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Exploring Different Types of Massages

Massage therapy offers a vast array of options, each with its unique approach and benefits. Whether you’re seeking relaxation, pain relief, or improved circulation, there’s a massage modality out there to cater to your needs. Here’s a glimpse into some of the most popular types of massages:

For the Relaxation Seeker:

Swedish Massage: The go-to for beginners, Swedish massage uses long, smooth strokes, kneading, and circular motions to promote relaxation and ease muscle tension.

Aromatherapy Massage: Combining Swedish massage techniques with essential oils, aromatherapy massage offers a deeply relaxing and sensory experience.

Hot Stone Massage: Warm, smooth stones are incorporated into a Swedish massage routine, providing a deeply soothing and penetrating warmth to relax muscles and improve circulation.

For the Athlete:

Sports Massage: Focusing on preventing and treating injuries, sports massage uses techniques like compression, stretching, and trigger point therapy to enhance performance and recovery.

Deep Tissue Massage: Targeting deeper muscle layers, deep tissue massage is ideal for relieving chronic tension and pain in athletes or those with specific muscle knots.

For Specific Needs:

Prenatal Massage: Tailored for pregnant women, prenatal massage focuses on relieving common discomforts like backaches, leg cramps, and stress during pregnancy.

Trigger Point Therapy: This targeted massage technique focuses on applying pressure to specific trigger points in muscles to alleviate pain and improve range of motion.

Reflexology: Applying pressure to specific points on the feet believed to correspond with different organs and systems in the body, reflexology aims to promote relaxation and overall well-being.

Beyond the Basics:

Thai Massage: This unique massage incorporates yoga-like stretches and acupressure techniques to improve flexibility and mobility.

Shiatsu Massage: Rooted in Traditional Chinese Medicine, Shiatsu massage uses acupressure to stimulate energy flow and promote balance within the body.

Chair Massage: Perfect for a quick pick-me-up, chair massage focuses on the neck, shoulders, and back in a specially designed ergonomic chair, often done with clothes on.

Choosing Your Perfect Massage:

The best massage for you depends on your individual needs and preferences. Consider factors like desired pressure level, areas of focus, and any specific therapeutic goals. Don’t hesitate to consult a massage therapist to discuss your options and find the modality that best suits you. With so many choices available, there’s a perfect massage out there waiting to melt away your stress and leave you feeling rejuvenated.

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7 Pain-Relieving Home Remedies for Menstrual Cramps

Dysmenorrhea or menstrual cramps are a common discomfort that many women experience during their menstrual cycle. White over the counter medicines may provide you relief; there are also simple home remedies that can help to offer you slow down menstrual cramps naturally.

Let’s explore 7 easy yet powerful natural remedies to ease the pain as well as discomfort linked with menstrual cramps.

Home Remedies for Menstrual Cramps

1. Heat Therapy

One time-tested as well as reliable method of reduce menstrual cramps is to apply heat to the lower abdomen. A heating pad, a hot water bottle, or even a warm towel can be used.

The uterine muscles are helped to relax because of the heat, which reduces discomfort and pain. For best results, avoid using excessive heat and keep each session to a maximum of 15 to 20 minutes.

2. Hydration

Staying hydrated is important at some point of menstruation. Drinking masses of water helps save you water retention and bloating, that may exacerbate cramps.

Try to pick for natural teas like chamomile or peppermint, acknowledged for his or her soothing houses. Herbal teas now not most effective hydrate however additionally offers additional relief from menstrual discomfort.

3. Gentle Exercise

While the concept of workout throughout menstruation might appear counterintuitive, accomplishing mild activities like walking or yoga can in reality help alleviate cramps.

Exercise increases blood float and releases endorphins, which act as herbal painkillers. Focus on low-impact sporting activities to avoid placing extra stress at the body.

4. Dietary Adjustments

Menstrual cramps can be greatly decreased by making minor dietary changes. Include foods high in omega-3 fatty acids, like salmon and flaxseeds, since they reduce inflammation. Reduce your consumption of sugar, salt, and caffeine as well because they can cause discomfort and bloating.

Read: Why Does Breastfeeding Make You Tired?

5. Aromatherapy

Menstrual cramp relief can be achieved with the help of essential oils like eucalyptus and lavender. Massage a few drops of your favorite essential oil onto your lower abdomen after combining it with carrier oil.

As an alternative, you can use a diffuser to fill the space with soothing aromas that will help you relax and feel less uncomfortable.

6. Herbal Remedies

There is a long history of using specific herbs for soothing menstrual cramps. Indeed, ginger tea has anti-inflammatory qualities and can help lessen pain.

Another herbal remedy that may help in uterine muscle relaxation is raspberry leaf tea. Your doctor should be consulted before adding new herbs to your daily routine.

7. Over-the-Counter Pain Relievers

In case natural remedies are insufficient to relieve pain, over-the-counter medications that include naproxen or ibuprofen may be of careful consideration.

These medicines support pain relief and inflammation reduction. Always take medication as prescribed, and if you have any questions or pre-existing medical conditions, get advice from your docto

What do period cramps feel like?

Period cramps also called as menstrual cramps can vary in sensation and intensity from woman to women. Generally, they are defining by a dull, throbbing pain in the lower abdomen, often radiating to the lower back and thighs.

Some describe the sensation as a constant ache, while other women may experience sharper, cramp type of pain. The pain typically occurs before or during menstruation as the uterus contracts to shed its lining.

For many women, the discomfort is manageable, but for others, it can be more intense, causing nausea, fatigue, and mood changes. The severity and specific feelings linked with period cramps can differ from one menstrual cycle to another and may be influenced by factors like age, overall health, and individual pain tolerance.

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"Escape the Everyday Stress at the Luxurious Massage Spa in Sargasaan"

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Are you tired and weary of being overly anxious? Do you have a persistent sense of tightness and knots in your body? In that case, it's time to treat yourself to something special—massage therapy. It's a great way to decompress and rejuvenate, and it has a lot of health advantages as well.

This blog will explain massage therapy and benefits of receiving one at the opulent Spa in Sargasaan. Massage is essential for all peoples who are tired, stressed, suffering from pain etc. Now you may be wondering about it process, benefits and perfect spa but don’t worries we are give you each and every information’s about massages.

What is Massage Therapy and How it is Done?

Massage therapy has been used for thousands of years as a reliable and traditional healing approach, making it more than just a relaxation treatment. Massage treatment has developed from its roots in many different civilizations, including Chinese, Egyptian, and Indian, to become a crucial component of many wellness regimens. In simple words massage therapy is process of manipulating the soft tissues of the body, including muscles, tendons, ligaments, and fascia.

Consultation and Assessment: The team at best Spa in Sargasaan will extend a warm welcome to you as soon as you arrive. An experienced therapist will perform a comprehensive consultation prior to the start of the session to talk about your goals, any areas of concern, and your unique needs. They are able to precisely customize the massage to fulfill your expectations thanks to this conversation.

Setting Up the Scene: The experts pay close attention to every little detail to create the ideal atmosphere for relaxation. You can feel at ease in this well-designed space, which features calming lighting, calming music, and nice scents. Warm towels, silky sheets, and cozy massage tables all contribute to a more enjoyable encounter.

Selecting the Suitable Method: The massage therapist will choose the best massage technique for you based on the examination and consultation. We have countless alternatives available, ranging from traditional Swedish massages to deep tissue, hot stone, aromatherapy, and much more. Every strategy ensures you receive the individualized treatment you deserve by addressing particular concerns and promoting diverse benefits.

The Massage Process: The massage therapist will apply essential oils or lotions to your skin as you lie down on the massage table. Their skilled hands will target your muscles and create a profound state of relaxation with a range of stroking, kneading, and stretching techniques. Make sure to express your comfort levels and offer input during the session.

What You Get From Receiving Massage Therapy?

Welcome to the Spa near Sargasaan, where relaxation and pleasure meet. Massage therapy is among the many services provided; yet, it is particularly noteworthy for its remarkable advantages. At first massage therapy is all natural so defiantly it hasn’t any side effects. Everyone can take it and improve their general health.

Relaxation and Stress Relief: Stress has become an unwanted companion in the fast-paced world of today. Massage therapy offers a haven for rest and relaxation. To relieve physical and mental strain, our expert therapists use methods including Swedish massage, deep tissue massage, and hot stone massage. You can enter a level of calm and emerge feeling emotionally and physically renewed after just one session.

Pain Management and Rehabilitation: It works as a natural remedy by concentrating on the body's aching spots. A trained therapist effectively relieves pain such migraines, back pain, and injuries sustained during sports by releasing muscle tension and manipulating the affected area gently.

Improved Blood Circulation and Toxin Elimination: For the best possible health and wellbeing, improved blood circulation is essential. By stimulating the lymphatic system and increasing blood flow, massage therapy helps the body rid itself of toxins. It helps strengthen the body's natural healing processes, lower inflammation, and strengthen the immune system.

Mental and Emotional Well-Being: It functions as an overall approach to enhance emotional equilibrium and general mental wellness. It also improves sleep problems and promoting better sleep. Massage is also beneficial to those who are suffering from insomnia or irregular sleep.

Conclusion:

Massage therapy is old aged technique to maintain a good physical and mental health. It has several health benefits and taking massage is best option if you want to take a break from your boring daily life. We promise you will feel real peace after receiving massage at our spa.

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Experience Serenity and Luxury at Red Orchid Spa: Your Gateway to Ultimate Relaxation

Indulge in a world of opulence and tranquility at Red Orchid Spa, a renowned luxury spa brand with a strong presence across major cities including Delhi, Mumbai, Goa, Gurgaon, Noida, Chandigarh, Punjab, and even in the vibrant city of Dubai. Our spa is more than just a place; it's an exquisite sanctuary where rejuvenation and relaxation merge seamlessly, promising you an unparalleled experience in the realm of wellness.

Luxurious Ambiance: Step into our spas and be transported into a haven of lavishness and elegance. Each Red Orchid Spa location is meticulously designed to exude sophistication and warmth. The ambiance is carefully curated, featuring soothing colors, soft lighting, and serene music that instantly calms the senses. Every detail is crafted to provide you with an ambiance that complements the rejuvenating treatments awaiting you.

Exceptional Professionalism: At Red Orchid Spa, we take pride in our team of highly skilled and professionally trained therapists. Their expertise, combined with a passion for wellness, ensures that every treatment is delivered with precision and care. Our therapists are adept at various massage techniques, facials, body scrubs, and other therapeutic treatments, guaranteeing you a therapeutic experience that leaves you refreshed and revitalized.

Tailored Treatments for Every Need: We understand that every individual is unique, and so are their wellness needs. Our spa menu boasts a wide array of treatments, each tailored to address specific concerns and preferences. Whether you seek stress relief, pain management, skin rejuvenation, or simple relaxation, our therapists will customize your treatment to meet your requirements, ensuring a personalized spa journey that fulfills your desires.

Premium Products and Techniques: Red Orchid Spa believes in offering the best to our clients. We exclusively use premium, top-quality products sourced from renowned brands. Combined with innovative techniques, our treatments go beyond the surface, providing deep healing and relaxation. From luxurious oils to organic skincare products, every element of your spa experience is chosen to enhance your overall well-being.

Global Presence: With our presence in major cities across India and in the bustling metropolis of Dubai, Red Orchid Spa has gained international acclaim for its exceptional services. Our expansion into various cities reflects our commitment to bringing world-class spa experiences closer to you. Whether you are in the heart of Delhi, the coastal paradise of Goa, or the cosmopolitan hub of Dubai, you can enjoy the same high-quality treatments and unwavering commitment to excellence.

Unforgettable Spa Journeys: At Red Orchid Spa, we don't just offer treatments; we provide spa journeys that linger in your memory long after your visit. Immerse yourself in our signature treatments, indulge in couples' experiences, or pamper yourself with our exclusive spa packages. Each spa journey is a holistic experience, combining expert therapies, luxurious products, and a serene ambiance to create moments of pure bliss and relaxation.

In summary, Red Orchid Spa stands as a beacon of luxury, professionalism, and holistic wellness. Whether you're in India or abroad, our spa locations welcome you to experience the epitome of relaxation and rejuvenation. Book your appointment today and embark on a transformative spa journey that nurtures your body, mind, and soul. Redefine your wellness experience with us and discover the true meaning of luxury at Red Orchid Spa.