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Drabble #80: Healing Presence
by Beverly aka Bev *too*
Sometimes Gil was sure that Nick had healing hands. There was no other way to explain it.
He was laying on his stomach. Nick was sitting on his ass, warming the massage oil before putting his hands on Gil's back. The older man moaned in appreciation as those hands started to work their magic.
With great skill, Nick worked out all the knicks and knacks in Gil's muscles. When he was finally satisfied with his result, Nick pressed a gentle kiss between Gil's shoulderblades. And Gil was sure ... not only did Nick have healing hands ... he had a healing presence.
The end