"Relax, darling. Im not going to hurt you," Atsuhiro paused, "Well, this might hurt. But its your own fault if it does." He soothed. Atsuhiro rested his hands on his captive's shoulders, kneading his fingers in and applying gentle pressure. He tsk'd. "Poor thing. You shouldnt have let it get this bad.." He mumbled as he worked out the knots in the other man's muscles. Occasionally it would be painful, because of how tense the other was.