”You’re welcome, si- Sebastian.” He scrubbed the man’s back with the soapy cloth, then hung the cloth over the edge of the tub.  His hands gentle slid up Sebastian’s back from his shoulder blades to the top of his shoulders and he began to gently work those tired muscles.<br/><br/>Ayaan knew Sebastian didn’t ask for a massage and he hoped that the other man wouldn’t be angry about it.  The young man simply couldn’t take it anymore.  He needed an excuse to have skin to skin contact.  Ayaan also knew it was wrong to want to touch the other man for at least two reasons.  One he was just a slave and second it was a man!<br/><br/>Ayaan has never heard of such things in his sheltered life under the thumb of Lydia.   Still, his hands moved to Sebastian’s neck and his thumbs rolled little circles just below the man’s skull.  He had hoped to draw out another one of those delightful purrs.   He didn’t linger too long at Sebastian’s neck, for his hands slid back down and over to Sebastian’s arms, just above the biceps.  It forced Ayaan to lean a little closer.  “I hope this pleases you, Sebastian.”