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" You incompetent Mongrel! How difficult can it be to manage a simple team of Software Engineers?!" Gilgamesh slammed the door shut, closing the door on Arthur.
" What do you mean you don't know how? You're a manager for god's sake!" Arthur gently opened the door again and watched as his boyfriend shouted into the phone.
He originally planned to go on a pleasant date with Gilgamesh, but...it seems those plans were postponed for now.
A shame, considering a new cafe opened a few days ago. They already owned an impressive rating, knowing Gilgamesh's sweet tooth, he would have loved it, too. But, as always, Arthur's plans to woo his boyfriend got ruined by the other’s work.
He didn’t pay too much attention to Gil’s phone call, but apparently, a member of Gilgamesh’s team messed up and ruined the source code of an important project.
Well, whatever it was, it placed even more stress on Gilgamesh’s shoulders.
“ You good for nothing...! Ugh, I’ll do it instead!” He ended the call and grumpily threw the phone, which Arthur thankfully caught in time.
This wasn’t the first time Gilgamesh had these kinds of reactions...as much as Arthur hated it, he had grown used to them.
It wasn’t his boyfriend’s anger that annoyed him, Gilgamesh had every right to be upset, but the constant calls and meetings made it impossible for them to spend time together.
Their relationship wasn't fresh. They've been together for five pleasant years and Arthur planned to propose soon. There was no need for constant date nights, but he wished to spoil Gilgamesh regardless.
His boyfriend always told him he was a very affectionate man, but Arthur didn't see a downside to that. He adored Gil and wished to demonstrate his passion at every given opportunity. But, Gilgamesh's workload was increasing at a concerning speed and they weren't getting any younger either. Perhaps, he could persuade Gilgamesh to look for another job or at least to change his schedule, but the other could be very...stubborn.
But so was Arthur and he was going to make sure Gilgamesh received the rest he deserved.
The other was already by his desk, thinking for a solution to his problem.
Gil wore the usual frown, a glare even, and Arthur could see how his boyfriend was debating about driving to work. But he was having none of that.
Arthur gently embraced Gilgamesh from behind, ignoring the chair in between them, and placed tender kisses on the other's neck, murmuring sweet promises with every breath.
" Arthur...now is not the time." Arthur ignored him.
Gilgamesh always disregarded his pleas of taking a break, too. It was only fair.
He gently nibbed his boyfriend's ear and hummed as the other's breath hitched. With every kiss and promise, Arthur felt Gilgamesh relax in his arms and wordlessly praised him with another peck.
" Arthur..."
" Let me love you." As Gil inhaled, he could feel the protest building on his lips, but Arthur quickly shushed him with a gentle suck. Never breaking his embrace, taking his time with wooing his lover.
" Come, I wish to indulge you even further." And Gilgamesh followed him with a soft laugh.
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" Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
" Well, you can always tell me if it hurts."
Gilgamesh stretched his arms, yawning in the process before making himself comfortable on the bed. His clothes had vanished and a fluffy towel replaced them.
" You better make this quick, I'll have work to do."
" I know, love." With a sigh, Gil rolled on to his stomach and offered his flawless back for show.
Arthur has never massaged anyone but was quite confident in his skills. He's done a lot of research, in hope of letting his boyfriend relax for once. He loved him dearly and seeing Gilgamesh casually throw his health away was a nightmare. Arthur wasn't going to tolerate it anymore.
He placed another chaste kiss on the smaller male's back, before rubbing his hands in oil. It was coconut oil, soothing to the skin and nose.
Arthur made sure that the oil was warm enough and gently, yet firmly glided his hands along Gilgamesh's back, spreading the liquid efficiently.
He repeated the technique for the next minutes, applying more pressure with every stroke, and felt the other's back muscles finally relax.
As the oil was thoroughly distributed, Arthur changed his strokes to a circular movement, kneading the soft skin with his rough hands.
Their contrast was obvious. Arthur worked from home and spent the rest of his day in their basement, exercising to keep his mind free and his body fit. It was a pleasant hobby and resulted in strengthening his core. Logically, his hands were on the rougher side due to lifting heavyweights. He just hoped it wasn't too abhorrent.
Arthur continued to press his thumbs into Gilgamesh's back and relished in the other's soft moan, before switching to quick taps with his cupped hands. He honestly expected more protest from Gil's side, but the other seemed to be in his own world already, releasing quiet sighs as Arthur rolled his skin towards his lower back.
The temptation to turn the massage into something more was intense. The atmosphere was passionate, Gilgamesh being practically served on a silver platter didn't decrease his excitement either. However, it was rare to see his boyfriend so relaxed. No phone call, no frown. Just a blissful smile and the occasional exhale. Arthur didn't have the heart to break the peaceful ambiance and placed a gentle kiss on Gilgamesh's lower back.
The blonde placed both of his hands around Gil's hips and pulled in a fluid motion, one hand to himself and the other away, sliding them against each other-causing Gilgamesh's skin to softly twist. The other's muscles were the most relaxed Arthur had ever seen, his breaths were soft, too...as if he was asleep.
" Gil...?" No reaction.
Well, it meant he had succeeded with his plan.
Best to leave then, he didn't wish to wake Gilgamesh from his slumber. The man deserved some rest.
He gave his lover one last kiss, not caring for the oil on his lips, and prepared to leave-before being stopped by a tired groan.
" ...rude, leaving your boyfriend..a..." Gilgamesh mumbled the rest, too sleepy to raise his voice. It was rather endearing how affectionate Gil could become when tired. No arrogance, no pride, only a tired Gilgamesh wanting to be cuddled. Leaving now...would have been cruel; for both parties.
Arthur softly huffed and collected his sleepy boyfriend in his arms, draping the blanket over both of them.
He wasn't done with his work, either. But the opportunity was far too rare to dismiss and he had to admit, the scent of the oil managed to leave a drowsy effect on him as well.
Gilgamesh slightly shifted in his arms, sitting on Arthur's lap now and rested his chin on the taller male's shoulder.
"...Next time you'll massage my feet."
" Hmm? Do they hurt?" He softly squeezed one of Gil's thighs and nestled his nose into the golden hair.
"... everything hurts. You'll have to do it longer next time."
It was Gil's way of saying- "Thank you. It felt nice" and that was all Arthur needed.
" Of course, love." He gently tightened his hold and closed his eyes, allowing Gilgamesh's scent to guide him to sleep.