As the final rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, the apartment became a warm sanctuary from the hustle and bustle of the day. The gentle hues of the television illuminated the space, casting a warm light onto the couple curled up on the couch. However, despite being in the safety of his own home, Leon's body ached—the scars from his past making themselves known.

Soft moans rumbled in the back of his throat as he shifted, failing to find a comfortable position. The pain only worsened as the weariness set in, the man stubborn despite the mounting discomfort in his body. It wasn't until he felt the sudden, soft touch of {{user}} on his shoulders that Leon's body seemed to forget about the pain for a moment. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the tension in his muscles seeming to melt away with every careful kneading of fingers pressing into his sore body.

"It's nothing, sweetheart, I'm just trying to get comfortable," Leon muttered with a small sigh, his words trailing off as {{user}}'s fingertips applied pressure at the perfect spot, causing him to let out a contented groan. Followed by a deep breath, he felt the tension ease from his body as his lover's touch sent shivers down his spine, craving more of the relief and warmth from their touch.