equiius knelt at your feet, carefully cupping your foot between two palms. one of his long, deft, index fingers running between the [[soft patch of arch->11]] on your calloused foot and the [[toes->12]]
he worked his thumb into the base of your foot, applying precise pressure with his delicate mechanic's hands using all the finesse he [[would->13]] use on a delicate piece of machinery.he ran his fingers softly up the side of each individual toe, separating them and giving each one individual [[care->13]]a blush stained his cheeks livid [[blue->14]] at the thought of handling someone's feet who was of such lower blood than his own
the [[blue->14]] glowed so prettily against the gray in the dimmed lighting.you reach down a hand to scratch the back of his attentively inclined head and he leans slightly into the action before going back to your [[toes->15]], [[foot->17]], and [[soles->16]]he runs his fingers softly up the side of each individual toe, separating them and giving each one individual [[care->17]]he works his thumb into the base of your foot, applying precise pressure with his delicate mechanic's hands using all the finesse he would use on a delicate piece of [[machinery->17]].finally he gives the entire sole of the foot a thorough once over with small rough [[circles->18]].
but at this point his hands are starting to shake.
to be continuedwarning for some mild [[nsfw->10]]
perhaps rated t or m?