Someone wrote in [community profile] outofshadows 2013-11-21 11:52 am (UTC)

Angel/Sulu. Foot Massage.


"No. There's no way. Do you know what that is? That's two hundred plus years of walking, fighting, kicking feet. I'm not going to touch them- get your feet out of my face."

A peel of laughter accompanied this order. Angel and Sulu were occupying one of the couches in a barrack's lounge. Him on one end with his feet up and in her lap, her at the other end, trying not to give away how amused by this she really was. She tried, she failed.

"But you lost the bet, Hika." When no one else was around, Angel's voice could take on a deep rumble of amusement too. She'd noticed and prompted it with all the more joking and teasing.

A long suffering sigh, entirely false in it's seriousness, and then Sulu accented to massaging his old, dead feet. "Fine, I guess you're right." A beat and then as if she remembered something interesting to tell him. "I've been practicing more with Vulcan neuro pressure, this should actually be educational."

His feet were off her lap and away from her hands in less than a heartbeat later.

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