Jon looked at Rob, curious. "Are you trying to tell me that you want to enroll in masseuse school? Because I'd fully support it." He grunted a bit at the feeling of his boyfriend's fingers digging into his lower back. "Are you going to massage all of me?" he gasped, squinting his eyes shut at the feeling. He didn't really want to be wearing his pants anymore.
Ramses, at this point, was over across the room, laying down and panting. Pretty much pretending that he didn't know them.