Post by Icon Lord Leon Corbin on Jun 22, 2015 2:57:49 GMT -6
It smelled of patchouli and something she couldn’t quite put her finger on, no matter how much she wrinkled her nose at it. It was supposed to be relaxing, it was, she was very certain of this fact. She’d heard it enough times in the last few hours. The issue wasn’t that she couldn’t relax, just that she couldn’t see how anyone was supposed to here. Overtones of beige, enough plants to start your own bio dome and as much natural wood on display as you could fit without pissing off health and safety. It was hardly cosy, comforting and what was the other word in that brochure she’d hit Leon with? Reviving…..yes, that. A cup of tea worked just as well as far as she was aware, and at least for that she didn’t have to be mostly naked. The robe they’d given her was nice, and new and plush. It had the spa’s logo monogrammed on the breast pocket. It would be coming home with her, she’d already decided that. So far that was one of the few thing’s she’d liked. The treatments they offered were questionable at best. Like the one right now, what the bloody hell was she supposed to do with a tank full of little fish? She’d been watching them for a few minutes at least, maybe she should feed them?
Icon Corbin: You look perplexed, lover. They're for your tootsies. Eat the dead skin n'all that.
It was no wonder he seemed more enthusiastic. It was his idea after all since it was clear that "work" could be quite stressful especially now. He wore a matching robe, the name of the spa emblazoned just the same and just like her, this shit was coming home with him just like the toiletries in every hotel room he'd ever stayed in. He nudges her.
Icon Corbin: Go on, put a foot in.
Horror, disgust, surprised, all fought and died in place of a head shake. Turning her hazel stare away from the fishes she’d moments ago been giving names like Flounder, Nemo and Bruce she backs into him.
Eva: Are you joking? Tell me you’re joking? People actually pay…..for fish to nom parts of them?
He wraps his arms around her from behind as she touches him.
Icon Corbin: Oh no, I'm not joking. It's a thing, promise. Leaves your feet feeling fucking fabulous and everything. Go on, try it!
Wriggling away from him just like their three year olds did when it was bath time and they were acting up, she glares at him.
Eva: My feet are fucking fab enough thanks. You want to go entirely backwards on the food chain and let fish nibble you, then go for it.
Icon Corbin: I've done it before. Kinda weird at first but you can just pretend Nemo is giving you a toe job or something.
His eyes widen and he sucks his mouth in at the sides, making a fish-y face at her, then starts to cackle. Elbowing him in an entirely unladylike and unapologetic manner she puts more distance between herself and the damn mini piranha or whatever they were.
Eva: I knew you were a weird one Corbin, but toe jobs from fishes? Whatever floats your boat, I guess.
Icon Corbin: Please...you're no better than I am. Here...
He quickly swoops in, grabbing her by the waist and picks her up, lowering her into the fish tank. He might as well have been lowering a cat into the thing for the reaction it caused. Throwing herself about and screeching like she was possessed, any pretence of the calm collected woman she usually was had completely faded.
Eva: Put me down, put me down, put me down……..NOT IN THE FISH!
Icon Corbin: IN THE FISH!!
Down she goes, both feet sinking in the glass tank and several of the critters rushing towards her appendages. Screaming as if she’d just been scalded she actually climbed up him, almost pulling his robe off in the process. He was laughing too hard to hold on to her, and with the evilest look she could muster she was back on her feet and more importantly away from him. Straightening her robe, and brushing her hair away from her face with her hands she took a few moments to regain her composure.
Eva: You officially suck.
Icon Corbin: So do you! How could you want to miss an opportunity with those darlings! Look at them, itching to get a piece of the great Icon and Lady of the Coliseum Eva Hikari! Awww...
He kneels by the tank, doing sorrowful kiss-y faces at the poor blighters who just missed dinner.
Eva: Yeah……we’ll see about that whole sucking thing in the future. Also, just so you know…..You are NOT bringing those nasty little bite-y bastards home.
Eyeing the tank in very much the same way she might look at someone picking their nose she sniffed.
Eva: That can’t be sanitary……..
He stands again, slipping his hands into the pockets of his robe, flip flopping over to her and was clearly disarmed this time.
Icon Corbin: Don't worry, I have no idea how to look after fish unless it's in a pan. What do you wanna try next?
Folding her arms across her chest it was obvious she was still sulking.
Eva: I don’t know……everything seems bloody weird. We could always go get hot rocks dropped on us.
Icon Corbin: They allow people to smoke Hashish in here?!
Eva: Probably….might be what that smell is actually.
Picking up the rolled up brochure she’d spent a good portion of the day swatting him with, she unrolls it to skim through pages.
Eva: Hmm, nail therapy……yeah, sure. I’d go for black, black and maybe a hint of black. Massage, always fun to be groped by strangers….Spray tan, so my make up wouldn’t be the only thing running in the rain. Seaweed wrap…..Do I look like sushi?
The look aimed at him said “shut up Corbin”. Though it faded as she flicked through more pages.
Eva: Oooh there’s a sauna……I can sweat my bits off in a cramped little room. Fun!
Icon Corbin: Sauna it is! And if you don't like being groped by strangers I'd be happy to take their place. Strange as you seem to think I am.
Eva: Think? Oh honey, we’re past thinking. It’s established fact.
Icon Corbin: Whatever. Just got your arse to the sauna!
He starts walking her with his hands on her shoulders, waving briefly to the fish on the way past.
Eva: This shit’s going to do wonders for my hair…..
The sauna was indeed a small room, it offered various scents to soothe as you sweated your balls off in the name of cleansing and relaxation. He was the first to disrobe and step inside, beckoning her to join him. She does, but it’s with more reluctance than she’d shown even with the fish.
Icon Corbin: You want to kill yourself? Take that off, love.
Eva: This is a worse idea than letting fish chew on my toes you realise?
Slipping out of her robe she sniffed. At least it smelled alright, the other occupant hadn’t gone for lavender for once. He steals a cheeky glance at the naked Icon and takes a seat on the wooden benches against the walls.
Icon Corbin: Let loose, Evalyn. Let it out. There are worse ways to sweat. At least it's with me and not some ugly GZW bastard.
Elbowing him as she made herself comfortable she exhaled heavily through her nose.
Eva: There are better ways to sweat.
Icon Corbin: Evalyn, really. We are in a public place!
Eva: Pfft cause that’s a concern for you. How long am I supposed to sit here for before I feel…..relaxed? Refreshed? What am I supposed to be feeling here?
Icon Corbin: Trust me. It's worth it. It might seem like it's icky now but you're releasing all those toxins, getting rid of all the shit. Then we take a nice hot shower after.
Eva: I don’t get any bloody toxins these days.
Icon Corbin: That's what you think. Life is full of toxic shit.
Eva: Bah, fine. I going to have to beat something up later just to unwind from this shit.
Icon Corbin: Ach! Just enjoy it for what it is. We need this with all the crap that's going on.
Falling to silence with a sulky pout she folds her arms across her chest. He looks over, then shimmies closer.
Icon Corbin: Chill lover. Unless something else is on your mind?
Eva: I’m trying. I don’t chill very well.
Icon Corbin: Then you're in a good place, ay?
He chuckles to himself, actually thinking he was funny then stops with a straight face at the woman beside him. Elbowing him with a roll of her eyes, she pushes her hand through her hair. It was already beginning to curl. Leaning away from him to pull her hair back into a messy ponytail, she lets her attention wander the rest of the small room.
Eva: Think I’ll go get rocks dropped on me after this.
Icon Corbin: That's not a bad idea. Been a long time since I got stoned.
Eva: You and me both.
Icon Corbin: Yeah, didn't do much for a guy who was already paranoid to be fair. Oh, what's that black stuff coming out of your skin?
Eva: That? It’s my inner darkness leaking out.
Licking her thumb she runs it over her hip, part of her tattoo moves in a streak of black and pink.
Eva: It’s felt tip I didn’t wash off properly. I mentioned getting more tattoos in front of your little angels. They wanted to help……
Icon Corbin: It's why I took a while to get the outline filled on my arm. Everyone wants to be a tattooist at home. They loved colouring in...kept them quiet hehee...
Eva: Aye I know. I just prefer it when they find you rather than me. I wasn’t even offering to be a canvas, I was just laying on the floor. It’s like….ninja artistry.
Icon Corbin: That'll be my fault. I've encouraged them....
Eva: To draw or draw on me specifically?
Icon Corbin: How about both...?
Eva: How rude…..
Icon Corbin: I'm nurturing their talents!
Twisting to try and look at her back she scratches it anyway.
Eva: Yeah? Just wait til you next fall asleep.
Icon Corbin: Bah!
He sighs, lifting his arm to take a sniff of his pits and tips his head to either side before he drops it again. He has a quick "shuffle" to get more comfortable. There’s a blast of cool air as the door opens and closes a new figure shuffling in to make themselves comfy. In no way covered and in no way embarrassed about it, Leon just bores a hole into the intruder.
Icon Corbin: I'm sorry I thought we got those fuckers to close off the place while we were here. How's a man to sweat his bollocks off if any old bastard can just come in here?!
Eva: Public place sweetcheeks. Besides, who the hell closes off a spa, really? You’re not bothered about folk seeing you wearing nowt so chill.
Icon Corbin: The only time I've shared places like this was...well...only with people I wanted to "know"...This is totally inappropriate.
She actually laughed. Her smile a first so far today, it lit up her face.
Eva: You are actually complaining about something being inappropriate? You of all people?
He turns up his nose, looking away with utter outrage and derision.
Icon Corbin: Yes. Am I not allowed to be...inappropriated. Is that even a word?
She just laughed harder, smiling brightly as she tried to calm down. He just glance at her from the corner of his eye.
Icon Corbin: Why are you laughing?
Eva: No reason, lover. Are you still wanting to sweat your balls off or has blokey ruined it for you?
Icon Corbin: Fuck it. Let's go get hot rocks!
Pulling on her robe, it wasn’t like she needed any convincing. Leon rises and ignores his robe, deliberately giving the poor man a face full of his Corbin general as he passes. Even before they’d got together he hadn’t rally been one for clothes, these days she doesn’t even bother apologising for him. Adjusting her flip flop she straightens up. He keeps walking, making sure to make a sharp ninety degree turn towards the doors with a slap before he exits. He looks behind for his wife.
Eva: You maybe want to grab another robe?
Icon Corbin: Oh...
He spins on his bare heel and decides to go back in to the sauna room, snatching his robe and glares at the man with pursed lips before storming back out again. Attention buried in in the brochure she was way ahead of him.
Eva: I’m thinking massage. If I can be ogled by strange men I’m pretty sure I can deal with one of them touching me.
Icon Corbin: Oooh. Yes!! I'm with you on that. Come on then!
Leading the way, she smiled brightly at the waiting masseuses. Everything here was more complicated than it really needed to be, you paid for it to be. It was the only way to explain why she was handed yet another list. He leans over, scanning her list and then looks over at the masseuse that was waiting for her. The tall, dark haired male invited her in and the two step inside. Leon heads over to the blonde male waiting with a smile.
Icon Corbin: Are you for me, darlin'?
Male: Oh, no. The other masseuse is already in there waiting for you, sir. Go on through.
Icon Corbin: Oh okay.
He smiles sweetly then opens the door his wife had gone through to see her getting comfortable on her stomach while her masseuse prepares some oils. He looks over at the empty surface and then the man about to service him. That man was actually a woman if the fact it had a breast was anything to go by. Leon's face drops a bit as he gets an eyeful of the beast in her whites and then looks at his wife.
Icon Corbin: Evalyn...
Holding her towel she rests her head on her elbow as she turns to glance at him.
Eva: You want to swap don’t you?
Icon Corbin: If you love me, you would...Wouldn't you? You can't let "her" touch me!
The same flicker of her eyes she reserved for giving a rival a once over fell over the woman. The man beside her was ready and waiting for her to relax. Obliging him she lays back on her stomach.
Eva: Man up, Corbin.
Icon Corbin: But sweetheart, he's pretty cute and she's just...pretty fucking ugly. Come on...
Making a point to ignore him, her masseuse had already started. He gives her that look of shock, not that she could have seen it with her head facing down in the hole and now receiving her massage. He turns around to the beaming face of the woman rubbing her hands together. He could have sworn he saw a spark but that's what you get if you rub wooden sticks together apparently. He shuffles over shrugging his robe off and sits on the table, his masseuse's eyes narrowing at the sight.
Icon Corbin: You're a bitch, Evalyn. I mean that in the nicest possible way. I should have fed you to those bastard fish!
Female Masseuse: Want to lie down?
Icon Corbin: Only if you can guarantee I'll be able to get back up!
Snickering Eva turned her head just enough to offer him a sweet smile. He mimes expletives at her before he rolls onto his stomach. There was that friction sound again, until it stopped. She must have gotten the oils on her hands.
Female Masseuse: Are you ready, gorgeous?
Icon Corbin: Not re-agh fuck me!
Eva: Don’t make requests you really don’t want filled, lover.
Icon Corbin: I believe she would be able to fill m-ugh!! God!
Her laughter was drowned out by the fact that she’d turned her head into her arm. Hands on her shoulders made her follow the request to lay back down properly.
Icon Corbin: Shut up you!
Eva: When you’re able to make me, love.
Icon Corbin: I bet you're just loving this, aren't y-whoo! Careful with those! I have to sit on them!
Back to ignoring him it was pretty obvious she was. He takes a deep breath. Even tattoos hurt less...and top class submissions and right now he seemed close to tapping out.
Icon Corbin: So...if I am still alive after this, what do you want to do after?
Eva: You choose…..though I reserve the right to tell you to sod off.
Icon Corbin: I might not have the mental faculties to choose. No really, what would you like to t-what the buggery?! I feel like I am being beaten with sticks!! Oh that's because I a-aaaahhh!!
Eva: Hmmm, I dunno….I could stay here.
Icon Corbin: You don't mean that, do you?
Female Masseuse: Do you want to turn onto your back?
Icon Corbin: What?
He obliges begrudgingly, lying on his back and wincing as the woman grunts approvingly as he lies their full frontal.
Icon Corbin: Touch me there and I'll declare fucking war!
Eva: Aww, weren’t you the one harping on about relaxing, sweetie?
Icon Corbin: Tell you what, how about a swap and see how relaxing this is?
Eva: Hmmm, nope. I’ll keep the cutie thanks.
Icon Corbin: Oi, man! Come relax me!
He doesn’t move away from the raven haired woman. Not until he’s finished and she’s ready to move. Securing the towel around herself as she sat up, she shuffled off the table.
Eva: I might have to bring him home with us you know.
Icon Corbin: I can give a better massage than tha-Whoa! That's a fucking lawsuit, toots!
Eva: Hmm…..I dunno love.
Pulling on a robe she wanders over to the suffering you Lord. Watching the woman work she pushes a stray curl away from her face. That damn sauna had done a number on her hair.
Eva: Relaxed yet?
Icon Corbin: If you mean limp then yes...
Eva: Same thing…..
Icon Corbin: Mm...yes, well, I've had enough of this butchery for now.
Female Masseuse: Oh we're not done yet, sugarplum!
Icon Corbin: Haven't you got a lip wax to get to? Get off!
He sits up quickly, shuddering as he scrambles for his robe and quickly puts it on. Taking his hand she pulls him away from the disgruntled woman.
Eva: So where to next?
Icon Corbin: Shower...please...
Eva: Awww, you look genuinely traumatised.
The side eye he gave needed no words to accompany it as they started to walk back in the direction they originally came. She’d done pretty well to hold onto her laughter up until that point. Giving him enough opportunity to nudge her back first into the big tank of fish from earlier as he continues to the showers without her and smile on his face. Catching herself before she can touch any of the nasty beasts she still managed to scream like a horror movie heroine. Moving as far away from the pond life as physically possible she glared.
Eva: Holy hell……Leon, you suck.
Icon Corbin: Oh I know, darling. Oh I know!
He looks back with a pearly white grin and disrobes to disappear into the showers.
Icon Corbin: You look perplexed, lover. They're for your tootsies. Eat the dead skin n'all that.
It was no wonder he seemed more enthusiastic. It was his idea after all since it was clear that "work" could be quite stressful especially now. He wore a matching robe, the name of the spa emblazoned just the same and just like her, this shit was coming home with him just like the toiletries in every hotel room he'd ever stayed in. He nudges her.
Icon Corbin: Go on, put a foot in.
Horror, disgust, surprised, all fought and died in place of a head shake. Turning her hazel stare away from the fishes she’d moments ago been giving names like Flounder, Nemo and Bruce she backs into him.
Eva: Are you joking? Tell me you’re joking? People actually pay…..for fish to nom parts of them?
He wraps his arms around her from behind as she touches him.
Icon Corbin: Oh no, I'm not joking. It's a thing, promise. Leaves your feet feeling fucking fabulous and everything. Go on, try it!
Wriggling away from him just like their three year olds did when it was bath time and they were acting up, she glares at him.
Eva: My feet are fucking fab enough thanks. You want to go entirely backwards on the food chain and let fish nibble you, then go for it.
Icon Corbin: I've done it before. Kinda weird at first but you can just pretend Nemo is giving you a toe job or something.
His eyes widen and he sucks his mouth in at the sides, making a fish-y face at her, then starts to cackle. Elbowing him in an entirely unladylike and unapologetic manner she puts more distance between herself and the damn mini piranha or whatever they were.
Eva: I knew you were a weird one Corbin, but toe jobs from fishes? Whatever floats your boat, I guess.
Icon Corbin: Please...you're no better than I am. Here...
He quickly swoops in, grabbing her by the waist and picks her up, lowering her into the fish tank. He might as well have been lowering a cat into the thing for the reaction it caused. Throwing herself about and screeching like she was possessed, any pretence of the calm collected woman she usually was had completely faded.
Eva: Put me down, put me down, put me down……..NOT IN THE FISH!
Icon Corbin: IN THE FISH!!
Down she goes, both feet sinking in the glass tank and several of the critters rushing towards her appendages. Screaming as if she’d just been scalded she actually climbed up him, almost pulling his robe off in the process. He was laughing too hard to hold on to her, and with the evilest look she could muster she was back on her feet and more importantly away from him. Straightening her robe, and brushing her hair away from her face with her hands she took a few moments to regain her composure.
Eva: You officially suck.
Icon Corbin: So do you! How could you want to miss an opportunity with those darlings! Look at them, itching to get a piece of the great Icon and Lady of the Coliseum Eva Hikari! Awww...
He kneels by the tank, doing sorrowful kiss-y faces at the poor blighters who just missed dinner.
Eva: Yeah……we’ll see about that whole sucking thing in the future. Also, just so you know…..You are NOT bringing those nasty little bite-y bastards home.
Eyeing the tank in very much the same way she might look at someone picking their nose she sniffed.
Eva: That can’t be sanitary……..
He stands again, slipping his hands into the pockets of his robe, flip flopping over to her and was clearly disarmed this time.
Icon Corbin: Don't worry, I have no idea how to look after fish unless it's in a pan. What do you wanna try next?
Folding her arms across her chest it was obvious she was still sulking.
Eva: I don’t know……everything seems bloody weird. We could always go get hot rocks dropped on us.
Icon Corbin: They allow people to smoke Hashish in here?!
Eva: Probably….might be what that smell is actually.
Picking up the rolled up brochure she’d spent a good portion of the day swatting him with, she unrolls it to skim through pages.
Eva: Hmm, nail therapy……yeah, sure. I’d go for black, black and maybe a hint of black. Massage, always fun to be groped by strangers….Spray tan, so my make up wouldn’t be the only thing running in the rain. Seaweed wrap…..Do I look like sushi?
The look aimed at him said “shut up Corbin”. Though it faded as she flicked through more pages.
Eva: Oooh there’s a sauna……I can sweat my bits off in a cramped little room. Fun!
Icon Corbin: Sauna it is! And if you don't like being groped by strangers I'd be happy to take their place. Strange as you seem to think I am.
Eva: Think? Oh honey, we’re past thinking. It’s established fact.
Icon Corbin: Whatever. Just got your arse to the sauna!
He starts walking her with his hands on her shoulders, waving briefly to the fish on the way past.
Eva: This shit’s going to do wonders for my hair…..
The sauna was indeed a small room, it offered various scents to soothe as you sweated your balls off in the name of cleansing and relaxation. He was the first to disrobe and step inside, beckoning her to join him. She does, but it’s with more reluctance than she’d shown even with the fish.
Icon Corbin: You want to kill yourself? Take that off, love.
Eva: This is a worse idea than letting fish chew on my toes you realise?
Slipping out of her robe she sniffed. At least it smelled alright, the other occupant hadn’t gone for lavender for once. He steals a cheeky glance at the naked Icon and takes a seat on the wooden benches against the walls.
Icon Corbin: Let loose, Evalyn. Let it out. There are worse ways to sweat. At least it's with me and not some ugly GZW bastard.
Elbowing him as she made herself comfortable she exhaled heavily through her nose.
Eva: There are better ways to sweat.
Icon Corbin: Evalyn, really. We are in a public place!
Eva: Pfft cause that’s a concern for you. How long am I supposed to sit here for before I feel…..relaxed? Refreshed? What am I supposed to be feeling here?
Icon Corbin: Trust me. It's worth it. It might seem like it's icky now but you're releasing all those toxins, getting rid of all the shit. Then we take a nice hot shower after.
Eva: I don’t get any bloody toxins these days.
Icon Corbin: That's what you think. Life is full of toxic shit.
Eva: Bah, fine. I going to have to beat something up later just to unwind from this shit.
Icon Corbin: Ach! Just enjoy it for what it is. We need this with all the crap that's going on.
Falling to silence with a sulky pout she folds her arms across her chest. He looks over, then shimmies closer.
Icon Corbin: Chill lover. Unless something else is on your mind?
Eva: I’m trying. I don’t chill very well.
Icon Corbin: Then you're in a good place, ay?
He chuckles to himself, actually thinking he was funny then stops with a straight face at the woman beside him. Elbowing him with a roll of her eyes, she pushes her hand through her hair. It was already beginning to curl. Leaning away from him to pull her hair back into a messy ponytail, she lets her attention wander the rest of the small room.
Eva: Think I’ll go get rocks dropped on me after this.
Icon Corbin: That's not a bad idea. Been a long time since I got stoned.
Eva: You and me both.
Icon Corbin: Yeah, didn't do much for a guy who was already paranoid to be fair. Oh, what's that black stuff coming out of your skin?
Eva: That? It’s my inner darkness leaking out.
Licking her thumb she runs it over her hip, part of her tattoo moves in a streak of black and pink.
Eva: It’s felt tip I didn’t wash off properly. I mentioned getting more tattoos in front of your little angels. They wanted to help……
Icon Corbin: It's why I took a while to get the outline filled on my arm. Everyone wants to be a tattooist at home. They loved colouring in...kept them quiet hehee...
Eva: Aye I know. I just prefer it when they find you rather than me. I wasn’t even offering to be a canvas, I was just laying on the floor. It’s like….ninja artistry.
Icon Corbin: That'll be my fault. I've encouraged them....
Eva: To draw or draw on me specifically?
Icon Corbin: How about both...?
Eva: How rude…..
Icon Corbin: I'm nurturing their talents!
Twisting to try and look at her back she scratches it anyway.
Eva: Yeah? Just wait til you next fall asleep.
Icon Corbin: Bah!
He sighs, lifting his arm to take a sniff of his pits and tips his head to either side before he drops it again. He has a quick "shuffle" to get more comfortable. There’s a blast of cool air as the door opens and closes a new figure shuffling in to make themselves comfy. In no way covered and in no way embarrassed about it, Leon just bores a hole into the intruder.
Icon Corbin: I'm sorry I thought we got those fuckers to close off the place while we were here. How's a man to sweat his bollocks off if any old bastard can just come in here?!
Eva: Public place sweetcheeks. Besides, who the hell closes off a spa, really? You’re not bothered about folk seeing you wearing nowt so chill.
Icon Corbin: The only time I've shared places like this was...well...only with people I wanted to "know"...This is totally inappropriate.
She actually laughed. Her smile a first so far today, it lit up her face.
Eva: You are actually complaining about something being inappropriate? You of all people?
He turns up his nose, looking away with utter outrage and derision.
Icon Corbin: Yes. Am I not allowed to be...inappropriated. Is that even a word?
She just laughed harder, smiling brightly as she tried to calm down. He just glance at her from the corner of his eye.
Icon Corbin: Why are you laughing?
Eva: No reason, lover. Are you still wanting to sweat your balls off or has blokey ruined it for you?
Icon Corbin: Fuck it. Let's go get hot rocks!
Pulling on her robe, it wasn’t like she needed any convincing. Leon rises and ignores his robe, deliberately giving the poor man a face full of his Corbin general as he passes. Even before they’d got together he hadn’t rally been one for clothes, these days she doesn’t even bother apologising for him. Adjusting her flip flop she straightens up. He keeps walking, making sure to make a sharp ninety degree turn towards the doors with a slap before he exits. He looks behind for his wife.
Eva: You maybe want to grab another robe?
Icon Corbin: Oh...
He spins on his bare heel and decides to go back in to the sauna room, snatching his robe and glares at the man with pursed lips before storming back out again. Attention buried in in the brochure she was way ahead of him.
Eva: I’m thinking massage. If I can be ogled by strange men I’m pretty sure I can deal with one of them touching me.
Icon Corbin: Oooh. Yes!! I'm with you on that. Come on then!
Leading the way, she smiled brightly at the waiting masseuses. Everything here was more complicated than it really needed to be, you paid for it to be. It was the only way to explain why she was handed yet another list. He leans over, scanning her list and then looks over at the masseuse that was waiting for her. The tall, dark haired male invited her in and the two step inside. Leon heads over to the blonde male waiting with a smile.
Icon Corbin: Are you for me, darlin'?
Male: Oh, no. The other masseuse is already in there waiting for you, sir. Go on through.
Icon Corbin: Oh okay.
He smiles sweetly then opens the door his wife had gone through to see her getting comfortable on her stomach while her masseuse prepares some oils. He looks over at the empty surface and then the man about to service him. That man was actually a woman if the fact it had a breast was anything to go by. Leon's face drops a bit as he gets an eyeful of the beast in her whites and then looks at his wife.
Icon Corbin: Evalyn...
Holding her towel she rests her head on her elbow as she turns to glance at him.
Eva: You want to swap don’t you?
Icon Corbin: If you love me, you would...Wouldn't you? You can't let "her" touch me!
The same flicker of her eyes she reserved for giving a rival a once over fell over the woman. The man beside her was ready and waiting for her to relax. Obliging him she lays back on her stomach.
Eva: Man up, Corbin.
Icon Corbin: But sweetheart, he's pretty cute and she's just...pretty fucking ugly. Come on...
Making a point to ignore him, her masseuse had already started. He gives her that look of shock, not that she could have seen it with her head facing down in the hole and now receiving her massage. He turns around to the beaming face of the woman rubbing her hands together. He could have sworn he saw a spark but that's what you get if you rub wooden sticks together apparently. He shuffles over shrugging his robe off and sits on the table, his masseuse's eyes narrowing at the sight.
Icon Corbin: You're a bitch, Evalyn. I mean that in the nicest possible way. I should have fed you to those bastard fish!
Female Masseuse: Want to lie down?
Icon Corbin: Only if you can guarantee I'll be able to get back up!
Snickering Eva turned her head just enough to offer him a sweet smile. He mimes expletives at her before he rolls onto his stomach. There was that friction sound again, until it stopped. She must have gotten the oils on her hands.
Female Masseuse: Are you ready, gorgeous?
Icon Corbin: Not re-agh fuck me!
Eva: Don’t make requests you really don’t want filled, lover.
Icon Corbin: I believe she would be able to fill m-ugh!! God!
Her laughter was drowned out by the fact that she’d turned her head into her arm. Hands on her shoulders made her follow the request to lay back down properly.
Icon Corbin: Shut up you!
Eva: When you’re able to make me, love.
Icon Corbin: I bet you're just loving this, aren't y-whoo! Careful with those! I have to sit on them!
Back to ignoring him it was pretty obvious she was. He takes a deep breath. Even tattoos hurt less...and top class submissions and right now he seemed close to tapping out.
Icon Corbin: So...if I am still alive after this, what do you want to do after?
Eva: You choose…..though I reserve the right to tell you to sod off.
Icon Corbin: I might not have the mental faculties to choose. No really, what would you like to t-what the buggery?! I feel like I am being beaten with sticks!! Oh that's because I a-aaaahhh!!
Eva: Hmmm, I dunno….I could stay here.
Icon Corbin: You don't mean that, do you?
Female Masseuse: Do you want to turn onto your back?
Icon Corbin: What?
He obliges begrudgingly, lying on his back and wincing as the woman grunts approvingly as he lies their full frontal.
Icon Corbin: Touch me there and I'll declare fucking war!
Eva: Aww, weren’t you the one harping on about relaxing, sweetie?
Icon Corbin: Tell you what, how about a swap and see how relaxing this is?
Eva: Hmmm, nope. I’ll keep the cutie thanks.
Icon Corbin: Oi, man! Come relax me!
He doesn’t move away from the raven haired woman. Not until he’s finished and she’s ready to move. Securing the towel around herself as she sat up, she shuffled off the table.
Eva: I might have to bring him home with us you know.
Icon Corbin: I can give a better massage than tha-Whoa! That's a fucking lawsuit, toots!
Eva: Hmm…..I dunno love.
Pulling on a robe she wanders over to the suffering you Lord. Watching the woman work she pushes a stray curl away from her face. That damn sauna had done a number on her hair.
Eva: Relaxed yet?
Icon Corbin: If you mean limp then yes...
Eva: Same thing…..
Icon Corbin: Mm...yes, well, I've had enough of this butchery for now.
Female Masseuse: Oh we're not done yet, sugarplum!
Icon Corbin: Haven't you got a lip wax to get to? Get off!
He sits up quickly, shuddering as he scrambles for his robe and quickly puts it on. Taking his hand she pulls him away from the disgruntled woman.
Eva: So where to next?
Icon Corbin: Shower...please...
Eva: Awww, you look genuinely traumatised.
The side eye he gave needed no words to accompany it as they started to walk back in the direction they originally came. She’d done pretty well to hold onto her laughter up until that point. Giving him enough opportunity to nudge her back first into the big tank of fish from earlier as he continues to the showers without her and smile on his face. Catching herself before she can touch any of the nasty beasts she still managed to scream like a horror movie heroine. Moving as far away from the pond life as physically possible she glared.
Eva: Holy hell……Leon, you suck.
Icon Corbin: Oh I know, darling. Oh I know!
He looks back with a pearly white grin and disrobes to disappear into the showers.
