Ivan nods and stands, offering David his hand and gesturing to a massage chair, tucked away in a neatly partitioned off part of his office. There's a bed back there as well, sizable and neat but not the focus of what Ivan has planned for today.
"Please remove your shirt, David -- I'll be there in a moment," he calls back, going to pick up some oil and a bar -- he'll let David pick which one he wants more, from a drawer.
He's not sure what he expected when he came into the sectioned-off area. Of course there'd be a bed here, Ivan is a LSP. He tries not to focus on it as he works on removing his very Komarran top and folds it neatly to set somewhere. The thought slithers through his mind that he can't even remember the last time someone saw him without his shirt on and attempts to shake it out.
With a heavy sigh, he settles into the massage chair and rests his hands on his knees.
What will it take for the other man to do anything sexually related without sighing? Ivan doesn't know, but he can at least try and help the other man. And he's still wearing Komarran stuff. Ivan does have to admit that, in the abstract, the other man makes them look good.
"Tell me more about Komarr," Ivan starts, pressing his thumbs on either side of the base of his neck after rubbing his hands down with massage oil. "I know it's got domes, like Beta Colony, but we went underground."
"We're still on the surface. There's terraforming efforts happening, but it's at a slow pace." He resists the urge to shrug as Ivan gets t owork on his shoulders. The poor LSP will find a lot of tension hidden in Duv's muscles.
"Unfortunately the emphasis has been on maintaining our trade fleets and routes rather than investing it back in our planet's future."
Good god, he doesn't know if he's ever felt anyone as tense as David before -- it has to be more than the stress and nerves about going to see an LSPT. At least this'll help the other man rather than just being something to get the man used to physical contact.
"That seems at odds. Don't you want to get out to the surface at all? Or at least give someone else the chance to?" He asks, working circles into the muscles of David's back, working out from the spine along his shoulders.
He motions vaguely with his hand. "You'd think." David knows he would like to at some point in his life, but it's not going to happen. Maybe for his grandchildren, if he ever has any.
He leans forward onto his knees and closes his eyes. How the hell does the man's hands feel so good? He closes his eyes and while he's still talking, his attention is focused on the easing of tension. "We can go out on the surface with air masks. Everyone's drilled on their use from a young age for emergencies, but..." He shakes his head lightly. "I'd rather they not be necessary at all."
They could see the planet, but they were still apart from it in so many ways.
"We've turned ours into a sort of experience, although you have to wear a mask too, if you're planning on being out long enough. Hellish, though, since it's so damn hot." He comes across a difficult spot on his right shoulder, and refocuses his efforts in loosening the knot there, digging in harder than he thought he'd have to. "Sorry, it's just-- I feel like you'd snap in half if I stared at you too long. You're supposed to bend, David, not be so ridged."
How did the man survive like this? "It'll be livable one day, though, which is something it has over Beta Colony."
A soft sound of relief slips past his lips as Ivan works out that particular knot. "Ah -- no, it's fine, that feels nice actually." Please don't stop, Ivan. Is this what he's been missing by not getting a massage sooner?
"One day, if we invest enough. Your surface is an 'experience?'"
That's the first positive sounding noise he's heard the man make, and it brings a smile to Ivan's face. Maybe David isn't as lost of a cause as both he and Ivan consider him. Well, Ivan professionally never declares anyone a lost cause when it comes to sex. He moves to the next bunch of tense muscles he can feel, humming slightly.
"Yeah. You can take tours, go wandering around the sand, see a few tiny ponds. Things like that. The more adventurous tourists love it."
He might melt into his seat. David leans forward, resting more heavily on his arms as Ivan works what David can only consider magic on his back. Somehow even the humming is relaxing in its own way.
"I may have to do that before I have to leave," he says thoughtfully. A trip out on the surface couldn't be too horrible and it'd be a nice change from the colder surface of Komarr. "One day I'd like to visit a planet where I can walk around without fearing the air."
"I can give you the numbers of some of the tour groups," Ivan supplies helpfully, "they really like showing galactics around." They tip well, at least that's what Ivan's heard. As for that, Ivan considers what planet. "There's always Escobar, and Earth."
David's a historian, right? Maybe he'd get something out of visiting that backwater planet that other people wouldn't.
"I'd appreciate it." Then he could be sure he's visiting a reputable group.
He glances over his shoulder at Ivan as he considers the two planets. "I've been wanting to visit Earth to see the sights. I know there's not much else there, but that's where our history originates. It'd be interesting to see where it all started." God, what a thought. Maybe he should have taken his sabbatical to go visit Earth instead.
"I'd like to see London, if I was ever unfortunate to end up there. It seems to be the place with the best nightlife. Although Keri from down the hall says the underwater tours of San Francisco are not to be missed." But really the only thing the planet has going for it is the history, something that Ivan has no real interest in.
Ivan shoots him a small grin, moving further down his back. "Still good?"
He nods and flashes Ivan a shy smile. "Yes, I'm doing well, thank you." Gratitude he sincerely means. He had thought this would be a lot harder going in, but Ivan had a way of making it feel so effortless. No wonder the man went into practice as a LSP.
"London would be my first stop, but not for the nightlife, I'm afraid. I've got a list of museums and archives I'd visit, time permitting." With this vacation on Beta Colony, he's not sure when that will be if ever, but he could dream.
He's just really good at sex, David. The rest had to be trained into him.
"Any one you'd really want to hit in particular?" It seems like a good topic to get the other man on, even if it's way out of Ivan's league. He can still appreciate it, theoretically, and it does seem to be doing a lot of good in making the other man more at ease.
"There's a series of museums in London, not too far from the circle of embassies, that details the origins of each major planetary government. I'd like to see their exhibits and what materials they have available to the public." It's a good topic to get him on and he's distracted in part by Ivan's hands and by this fantasy research trip to Earth.
He shifts in his seat as his tone turns more thoughtful, "I may be able to get my university on board with granting funding if they have enough there covering Komarr's origins."
Absolutely the best topic to turn the conversation to, and Ivan drags his thumbs along the side of David's spine, occasionally stopping to continue working out all the tense spots. His first guess was right: he's never felt someone so goddamn worked up in his entire career.
"Would there be anything different though? I mean, wouldn't Komarr have everything already?"
Oh god. Instinctively he shivers as Ivan works closer to his spine and there's the nagging thought in the back of his head that when he leaves this office, he's not going to have any trouble doing his 'homework' this time. It's becoming a rather apparent problem as his back brain is acutely aware of the very attractive man rubbing his back.
"That would be what I could find out," he answers, voice dipping lower. "There's always information that slips through the cracks."
Ivan notices the change in voice and doesn't remark upon it -- he knows David has to know what the effect is on him. That's a good start, he thinks, and should be reassuring to the other man in general.
He knows. It's both reassuring and uncomfortable as he shifts in his seat. How would that toy feel? He suddenly wishes he had it on hand, but if he hurries home he can damn well find out.
"Ah, no one's bothered to check. Are you certain Beta Colony has all that can be found of its past?"
"Well, no," Ivan admits, going lower on Duv's back, "but we were the first, you know. Well, second after Alpha Colony." Ivan blinks at that, and considers David's profession. "I don't suppose you know anything about what happened to them, do you?"
There's another difficult spot, and Ivan nearly leans against the other man to work it out. "No offense, David, but you could stand to have more of these on occasion."
"It never crossed my mind before," he confesses as his body shifts at the sudden increase of pressure. "I'm sorry if it's too much trouble." A misstep on his part and now one he realized he was making.
As for Alpha Colony, well. "Unfortunately no, I don't. My specialty is Komarran modern history and politics. I suppose I could try to find out..." At least locate material that had a better idea than he did.
"I would have planned on it anyway, but at least you can benefit from it in more way than once," he points out, digging in. "You've got enough on your plate as is. I was just curious if you knew anything."
"Thank you. I rarely have time to do much for myself." Like getting a massage. He's incredibly glad his vacation here has led to that changing very quickly. "If I see any references to Beta Colony that might be useful, I can send them your way."
"Time for you to learn how to treat yourself," Ivan mutters, with a small grin. "Relax and do something nice for yourself." Not exactly LSPT advice, but hey -- Ivan feels like it still holds. "I'm not sure I'll be your best target for that. High academic - goes right over my head."
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"Please remove your shirt, David -- I'll be there in a moment," he calls back, going to pick up some oil and a bar -- he'll let David pick which one he wants more, from a drawer.
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With a heavy sigh, he settles into the massage chair and rests his hands on his knees.
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"Tell me more about Komarr," Ivan starts, pressing his thumbs on either side of the base of his neck after rubbing his hands down with massage oil. "I know it's got domes, like Beta Colony, but we went underground."
Komarr, as far as he knows, didn't.
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"Unfortunately the emphasis has been on maintaining our trade fleets and routes rather than investing it back in our planet's future."
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"That seems at odds. Don't you want to get out to the surface at all? Or at least give someone else the chance to?" He asks, working circles into the muscles of David's back, working out from the spine along his shoulders.
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He leans forward onto his knees and closes his eyes. How the hell does the man's hands feel so good? He closes his eyes and while he's still talking, his attention is focused on the easing of tension. "We can go out on the surface with air masks. Everyone's drilled on their use from a young age for emergencies, but..." He shakes his head lightly. "I'd rather they not be necessary at all."
They could see the planet, but they were still apart from it in so many ways.
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How did the man survive like this? "It'll be livable one day, though, which is something it has over Beta Colony."
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"One day, if we invest enough. Your surface is an 'experience?'"
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"Yeah. You can take tours, go wandering around the sand, see a few tiny ponds. Things like that. The more adventurous tourists love it."
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"I may have to do that before I have to leave," he says thoughtfully. A trip out on the surface couldn't be too horrible and it'd be a nice change from the colder surface of Komarr. "One day I'd like to visit a planet where I can walk around without fearing the air."
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David's a historian, right? Maybe he'd get something out of visiting that backwater planet that other people wouldn't.
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He glances over his shoulder at Ivan as he considers the two planets. "I've been wanting to visit Earth to see the sights. I know there's not much else there, but that's where our history originates. It'd be interesting to see where it all started." God, what a thought. Maybe he should have taken his sabbatical to go visit Earth instead.
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Ivan shoots him a small grin, moving further down his back. "Still good?"
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"London would be my first stop, but not for the nightlife, I'm afraid. I've got a list of museums and archives I'd visit, time permitting." With this vacation on Beta Colony, he's not sure when that will be if ever, but he could dream.
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"Any one you'd really want to hit in particular?" It seems like a good topic to get the other man on, even if it's way out of Ivan's league. He can still appreciate it, theoretically, and it does seem to be doing a lot of good in making the other man more at ease.
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He shifts in his seat as his tone turns more thoughtful, "I may be able to get my university on board with granting funding if they have enough there covering Komarr's origins."
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"Would there be anything different though? I mean, wouldn't Komarr have everything already?"
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"That would be what I could find out," he answers, voice dipping lower. "There's always information that slips through the cracks."
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"Even now? That seems impossible."
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"Ah, no one's bothered to check. Are you certain Beta Colony has all that can be found of its past?"
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There's another difficult spot, and Ivan nearly leans against the other man to work it out. "No offense, David, but you could stand to have more of these on occasion."
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As for Alpha Colony, well. "Unfortunately no, I don't. My specialty is Komarran modern history and politics. I suppose I could try to find out..." At least locate material that had a better idea than he did.
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