Massage

                                    

                                          
Your POV
                          
"Nope. A deal's a deal. You can't back out now" Shawn said.
"Ugh. Fine" I groaned
Shawn had challenged me to a game of Ping Pong because I had been practicing and I thought I had gotten better. The loser had to give the other a back massage. I had lost, but it was really unfair because Shawn had been playing longer than I had and I suspected he somehow cheated. I wasn't 100% positive about how the scoring worked so Shawn was the referee and I think he might have added extra points to his score.
Oh well. I might as well get it over with. "Come on, then" I sighed, heading upstairs. Shawn followed me to the bedroom and closed the door behind him. 
"Lay down" I ordered.
Shawn smiled, enjoying this way more than he should. But he slipped off his shirt and laid on his stomach on the bed, with his arms under the pillow.
"Alright, I'm ready" Shawn said, his voice a bit muffled from the pillow. I climbed onto the bed and straddled him. I was now sitting on his butt.
I decided to start at the top and work my way down. I started to rub Shawn's neck and shoulders, gently massaging out any knots or tense spots. I slowly moved downwards to massage his shoulder blades. I could feel all of his muscles and I had to say, they were pretty great. 
I continued rubbing and I felt Shawn relaxing more and more. When I had made my way all the way down to the waistband of his shorts, I stopped massaging and just smoothed my hands over his back. I ran a fingernail down his spine and I felt him shiver. Then I gently traced my fingernails all over his back.
I heard Shawn sigh and mumble "That feels amazing." 
"Hey Shawn?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you wanna play a game?"
"It depends on what it is."
"Well, its pretty simple. I'll 'draw' a picture on your back and you have to guess what it is." (A/N: My mom did this with me when I was little and I couldn't sleep)
"All right. I'll play."
I smiled and said "I'll keep it simple for the first time."
I lightly traced out a smiley face.
"That was a smiley face, right?" Shawn asked.
"Yep, Good Job. Now I'll go a little harder."
This time, I drew a smiley face with a top hat and a handlebar mustache.
"Y/N!" Shawn exclaimed.
"What? I asked, confused.
"Why would you draw a dick on my back?"
"What? I didn't"
"Then what did you draw?"
"It was a smiley face with a mustache and hat" I giggled. 
"Oh" Shawn said before he started to chuckle, too 
"All right, next one!" I declared. 
I tried to draw out a guitar, but I didn't know if it would actually feel like  I drew a guitar. 
"Oh. That's a guitar!" Shawn said excitedly. 
"Yeah. I wasn't sure if you'd get that one."
"I recognized the shape."
"Oh course you would."
"Y/N?" Shawn asked. 
"Yes?"
"Could you scratch my back again?"
I laughed "Yes." 
I ran my nails over his shoulder blades again. 
"Go down a little" Shawn ordered. 
I did what he told me. 
"A little to the left..."
I moved to the left. 
Shawn groaned in satisfaction "Yes. Right there feels wonderful."
I ran my nails in a circular motion over the spot. Eventually I moved my fingers back up towards his hair. I lightly swirled patterns in his hair for a second. Then I trailed my finger to the nape of his neck and went all the way down his spine again. Shawn shivered again. 
I decided to lay down. I slid my arms under Shawn's body and I leaned forward until my cheek was pressed against his shoulder blade. I lifted my head and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. Then I placed one on his shoulder and then in the little curved dip in between his shoulder blades. I sighed contentedly and laid my head back down and closed my eyes. 
"Y/N?" Shawn asked again. 
"Mmm?" 
"I kind of have a problem."
"And what would that be?"
"Well... You know how I said the nail thing felt good and how you were rubbing my back and stuff?"
"Yeah" I said. I sat up, confused. 
"Well, that kind of, sort of, might have given me a boner" Shawn confessed. 
"Really, Shawn?" I laughed. 
Shawn rolled over underneath me. So now, instead of sitting on his ass, I was now on his stomach... Well a little lower than his stomach. And that particular muscle was very happy that my core was centered right on top of it. 
"See?" Shawn said indignantly. "And it's getting kind of uncomfortable. Could I have some help, please?"
"Of course" I laughed. 
                          
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This turned out a lot better than I thought it would. I came up with this idea at 2am and I had to write it and I thought it would be crap. But I kind of like it.
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