Massage
#7 of It's A Date! And a Date, and a Date...
Chiro blushed at the compliment and kiss Mandarin had given him, it was so sweet, and kinda... gay. Then again he was dating all 6 of his male teammates at once, so he wasn't exactly one to talk. Regardless, he soon went down to the kitchen to grab dinner, emerging from the elevator with a smile, having decided that this plan was probably the best move he could have possibly made. He happened upon Sprx and Antauri as he put together a large sandwich for his dinner, being rather hungry after the little adventure he had today. "Oh, hey guys."
Antauri smiled politely at Chiro, he himself having a cup of tea for the evening. "Hello Chiro, I take it you had a pleasant time with Mandarin, judging by the artifact you two recovered." Indeed, even Antauri was intrigued by it, although Mandarin seemed loathe to have any of them touch it at the moment. He supposed they could wait a few days before truly inspecting it, let Mandarin have his time to enjoy it as a token of their first date.
"Okay, I gotta know: What does Orange and Scary consider the perfect date?" Sprx asked, smiling as he leaned on the table, his tail lashing slowly behind him, and forming a heart-shape when Chiro glanced his way. He was more than a little annoyed about Mandarin strong-arming him (literally) into giving up the Fist Rocket for the day, but he refused to use Chiro to settle their tiff. He'd get back at Mandarin in his own way.
A roll of the eyes met Sprx's flirting, Chiro was growing immune to the weaker attempts it seemed, "He was fine. I mean, okay, it wasn't a traditional date, but I had fun. We went exploring and found that artifact, he said he had spotted the place a little while ago and wanted to do it with me." The teen left out the part where Mandarin had actually been keeping the discovery a secret for a while now, and started to eat his sandwich.
Antauri seemed a little suspicious, but decided to leave it there for now, if he wanted to ask anyone, it would be Mandarin, who was still up in his room for now. Indeed, the former leader seemed to have squirreled away for the evening, almost as if to bask in a post date glow. Antauri was tempted to ask if they got up to anything... lewd, during their date, but felt he knew Chiro better than that, and that the answer was no, and that Mandarin was simply unused to affection and happiness in general.
"That's it? Mandarin was practically floating in mid-air on little hearts! All you did was explore a temple? Huh..." Sprx rubbed his chin in contemplation. "...Mandarin's tastes run even stranger than I thought if that's his idea of a really perfect date."
Chiro only gave a happy shrug as he chewed his food, swallowing a few moments later. "Should we do the next roll tonight or tomorrow morning?" He was honestly kind of eager to go on his next date.
Antauri smiled happily, "Well, tonight would give the recipient more time to plan, so that would be more polite I believe."
Sprx closed his eyes, crossing all of his fingers as well as his legs. "Come oooooon lucky number three!"
"The dice are in the main room Sprx, it is a bit early to be doing that." Antauri smirked, a bit amused by his teammate's antics. "And I do believe we should ensure that the whole team is there when we roll, just in case."
Chiro nodded as he took another bite, "Lemme inish irs." He said around a mouthful of sandwich, blushing when he realized how silly he sounded. He gulped, "Let me finish here first okay, I'm kinda starved."
The pilot monkey untwists his body and tilts his head. "Wait, I thought Mandarin packed you a big lunch! Didn't you guys eat that?"
"Well yeah, but it was kind of exhausting, and I only had a small breakfast before we went out if I'm being honest." Chiro explained, finishing the last bites of his sandwich, "Besides, it's kinda late, I'd normally have had dinner a few hours ago."
When Chiro had finished, the other monkeys were assembled in the usual meeting room, minus Mandarin, who was still hiding in his room and fretting about the impression he had left with Chiro. The rest of the team waited with baited breath as Chiro retrieved the dice and made the fateful roll.
The dice skittered to a halt on the edge of the table, almost having fallen off. The number it had landed on? 2.
Antauri smiled brightly. "Well, Chiro, it would appear I am to be the next one to date you." A much calmer reaction then Mandarin, to say the least. Outwardly at least, inside Antauri was cheering as loudly if not louder than his orange teammate.
Sprx snapped his fingers in disappointment, Apollo sighed, and Gibson quietly glared at the dice that had decided this would not be his turn, but they dutifully gave Antauri a light round of applause for his luck, each of them thinking furiously how they could impress Chiro in their own way when their turn came up at last.
Otto, meanwhile, seemed rather happy for his teammate, "Cool. What's your plan Antauri? For Chiro's date I mean."
Antauri tsked his teammate with a smile on his face. "Now now, Otto, you and Mandarin got to surprise Chiro. I believe I should be afforded such a chance too, should I not?"
Otto nodded happily, understanding completely, having immensely enjoyed the look of surprise on Chiro's face when he unveiled his plan. "Well, good luck then!"
Apollo approached Chiro and gently tugged on his sleeve to get his attention before jerking his thumb towards one of the other rooms. "Hey, you looked a little ragged after your... temple adventure, I guess? I figured you could use a massage if you were interested."
As Antauri and the others chatted, Chiro paused at the offer. On one hand, Apollo had given him a few massages before, apparently having received a little training on the matter while with his 'Master Offay'. On the other hand, Chiro now had a different light through which he saw those offered massages, "Uh, would that be fair to the others?"
"Sprx and Otto got to play video games with you yesterday." He pointed out, deliberately keeping his body language as innocent as possible by glancing in the other direction and leaning away from Chiro.
"Well..." Chiro seemed to be having trouble making up his mind as he glanced over at the others. After all, videogames were pretty different from a massage.
Otto seemed to have overheard, and approached the two. "Well, I think it's okay. Just as Apollo doesn't break the rules or anything."
"We have rules?" Apollo asked, before blinking and flailing. "Oh! Those! Jeeze, Otto, of course I'm not going to break those rules!"
Otto laughed a little at Apollo blanking for a moment, "Then I think it's fine! And I bet the rest of the team is too!"
Chiro would have said that Otto was a lot more generous than the rest of the team, but Gibson sighed and stepped up. "I... suppose it is only fair to allow it, as long as there is no inappropriate touching in this massage of yours Apollo."
"Give me some credit." Apollo insisted, and gently linked his hand with Chiro's to lead him to the adjacent room.
"Ya know, you could go with them..." Sprx suggested, having crept up behind Gibson and given him a suggestive smile. "Me and Otto both spent time with Chiro yesterday, and I'm sure you have at least one thing of lotion in that arsenal of yours..."
Gibson seemed to sputter a bit at what Sprx was implying, "I-I do not use my tools for such frivolous things." Sprx gave him a look that said he didn't believe him, but Gibson ignored him, "Fine, I will go as well, if only to stop your foolishness."
Sprx gave Gibson a light slap on his rump to encourage him and proceeded to saunter off, his mind busy planning his own date with Chiro. ...and maybe Gibson, considering the uptight monkey had a cute butt when he paused to consider it.
In the room, Apollo had politely turned away so that Chiro could strip down to the level of undress he was comfortable with, as Apollo adjusted the settings on his metallic arms to ensure they would not accidentally injure the boy when he went to work.
Chiro took off his sweater and pants that he normally wore most of the time, after kicking off his shoes, they were part of his old school outfit. He honestly didn't wear much else, he wasn't very into fashion. That left him in his t-shirt and boxers as he sat down on the bed, feeling more uncomfortable than he usually was in this situation.
Gibson knocked at the door a few moments later, opening it as he did so, "I hope I'm not disturbing anything Apollo, I just thought I might be able to help as a doctor. I'm not a chiropractor or the like, but I might be able to assist."
Apollo was genuinely surprised that Gibson would do something so forward like this, but like the rest of the team he was determined not to let jealousy threaten their new arrangement, so he chuckled and gestured to Chiro. "We're not exactly doing surgery here, but I'd love to have you help if Chiro is okay with it."
Chiro nodded, figuring it would be a little less awkward if it wasn't just him and Apollo letting their emotions stew. "I mean, unless you're going to use your drills on me."
"Why, Chiro." Gibson acted mock offended, "I would never!"
"Actually, if you don't turn them on, you could use them like rollers." Apollo pointed out, making a rolling gesture with his hand to demonstrate.
Gibson considered that, "Hmm, you might have a point there." He activated them, his hands transforming.
"Uhh, that's safe, right?" Chiro asked, not sure he was comfortable with the weapons being so close to him.
"Why of course, I have total control of them Chiro." Gibson smiled gently, as if he wasn't talking about using a pair of large drills that he regularly used to shred formless to massage him.
"Alright, let's get started!" Apollo declared, and hopped up on the table to sit between Chiro's feet, picking up one bare foot in his warm, metallic hands and began to tenderly rub it, starting from the balls and working his way to the tips of the toes, then back down to the heel and up his calves.
Gibson decided to start work on the other foot, doing the same motions as Apollo for the most part, deciding he'd use his drills made rollers later on.
Chiro, in the mean time, sighed in pleasure as his sore feet were worked on.
"You know," Gibson muttered a bit, "I know why human feet aren't opposable like our own, evolutionary reasons, but I can't help but feel a bit sorry for you sometimes Chiro, they can be very useful."
Apollo just chuckled, then a metaphorical light bulb went on over his head as he had an idea to capitalize on that factoid. He hopped up, and then stepped on Chiro's calf with one leg, carefully keeping his balance as he added the weight of his partly-metal body to the dexterous digit of his organic foot, and slowly made his way up to squeezing Chiro's thigh, though he carefully kept away from the young leader's rump.
"Oh that feels so good." His legs were the most sore after the long day with all the walking and climbing he had done, although his arms were a close second, though those he could take care of on his own for the most part.
Gibson smirked and continued to work on Chiro's feet, trying not to think of the many ways he could use his dexterous feet later on on Chiro.
When he'd finished thoroughly rubbing Chiro's left leg, Apollo took a few steps back and started working on his right leg. He glanced backwards to ensure that Gibson's attention was focused on Chiro's feet, and then blatantly stared at Chiro's back, trying to keep his thoughts pure as he worked his way slowly up to the human's glutes.
"Thanks you two, my legs were pretty sore." He looks back at them, smiling a bit, looking very relaxed. "I don't think I need my back done all that much so you can stop if you want."
Gibson shook his head as he got up on the table, transforming his hands once more to use them as rollers. "It's quite alright Chiro, besides, loosening up your back muscles will be very good for you."
"He's right, and you deserve the five star treatment! You got us that... idol thingy!" Apollo agreed, jumping over Chiro's back to land at his side and pick up his right arm, rubbing his metal thumbs outward to the tips of Chiro's fingers from the center of his palm.
Chiro just groaned lightly and nodded, the treatment leaving him largely speechless. It was so relaxing, he might fall asleep right there.
Gibson, in the mean time used his drills as rollers, running them over Chiro's back for now, setting them to a very low spin setting, as well as having them vibrate a little bit too.
Apollo laughed softly at the expression of bliss on Chiro's face, rubbing his way up the human's arm to massage his shoulders before he began working his way down the other arm, very lightly punching Gibson's shoulder to show his approval.
The blue monkey smirked a bit, before returning to what he was doing, wanting to ensure that Chiro got a fantastic massage.
A few minutes later, they were all but done, Chiro appearing to be a pile of mush under their hands now. "Sooooo good." He muttered as he did his best to not fall asleep.
"You need our help getting to bed, champ?" Apollo offered, petting the human's sleepy head.
Chiro yawned as he got up, but shook his head, "Nah, gotta brush my teeth and junk anyway."
"Just don't slack off on your brushing because you're tired." Gibson said with a slight smirk, which earned him an eyeroll from Chiro.
"Aright, get some sleep soon, though! Knowing Antauri, he's probably got something big planned for the two of you." Apollo said confidently.
Meanwhile, Antauri was pacing back and forth in his room, trying not to panic over his lack of plans.