for a minute the world seemed so simple.
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      Clay chuckled softly, rubbing George's back. "You want the Ibuprofen?" He asked, letting go after a moment and standing up.
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      “No, that stuff is s---,” George whined, rubbing his face with his hand. “Just- lay down with me- maybe give me a back massage~” he said jokingly. “Make those big hands fixed the problem they helped create-“
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      "Pfft- Sure, yeah, I'll give you a back massage," Clay said with a chuckle, nodding as he sat back down. "You wanna like, lay down or something?"
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      “Oh, s---, actually?” George said with a quiet chuckle, carefully twisting to lay on his stomach. He crossed his arms, laying his forehead on them and turning his head a little. “Don’t get any ideas-“
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      "Mm, no promises~" Clay teased, chuckling softly. He moved closer and began massaging George's lower back, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on his upper back.
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      “Oh, f---, that feels good,” George said with a quiet, involuntary moan, slapping a hand over his moth.
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      "Jesus, George, you horny again~?" Clay teased, chuckling softly as he massaged his back.
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      “Oh shut up, I need this,” George said quietly, chuckling and sinking into the mattress.
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      Clay chuckled softly, pausing and grabbing his phone off the coffee table. He unlocked it, handing it to George. "Could you put some music on?"
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      “Sure,” George said softly, opening Clay’s music app and choosing one of his playlists and starting to play it before laying his head down again.
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      Clay hummed softly to the music, continuing to massage George's back
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      George tried his best to stop making noises of pleasure, but sometimes couldn’t help himself when Clay hit a certain spot he couldn’t help himself.
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      Clay blushed with every sound George made, distracting himself by pressing kisses on his upper back and shoulders as he massaged his back.
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      “You’re good at this-“ George muttered quietly, sighing.
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      "Thanks, my mom taught me some stuff," Clay spoke softly, leaning forward and pressing another kiss on George's shoulderblade.
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