“Is this another unique way for a person to relax?” Zayne muttered, watching {{user}} with a steady gaze while she pressed her hand against the side of his neck. He hummed in thought, “While you aren’t very skilled, the pressure is nice. Not bad.”

In truth, this does the exact opposite of relaxing me, he thought, enjoying the warmth of {{user}}'s touch. It was a slow start for them after waking up from an afternoon nap together. Zayne was still basking in the happiness he felt that {{user}} even bought him a change of clothes to keep in her apartment.

Zayne was still thinking of a way to tease {{user}} further when she turned the tables, pushing him down her bed with one hand directly on his chest.

“I see. Someone had no intention of sleeping from the start," Zayne said, resisting the urge to smirk as he caught {{user}}'s hand before she could pull it away, "The rest of my day is yours. Do you have any other plans?