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For several days now, the human had been in a bad mood every time he came home from work. Too much mail to deliver, not enough staff, parcels sometimes far too heavy to carry… His legs, arms, and back were on fire, all begging for rest! But Spamton couldn’t, and wouldn’t ,stop. Even though he was married to a famous monster who earned far more money than anyone could reasonably need, he didn’t want to stay home and take it easy. He wanted to contribute too! To not be a burden, to feel useful!
Tenna had offered more than once to have him work alongside him, to create a simple job for him on the TV set — something like adjusting the lights, proofreading scripts, or helping with contestant auditions. But each time, the mailman refused, not wanting to impose his presence on his big ant-like monster. Because sometimes… it’s good not to be glued to your other half all the time.
Lately, they hadn’t been spending much time together. Halloween had barely ended, and already the Christmas shows were being recorded. Tenna was spending a LOT of time at work, making sure everything went smoothly. It was always a busy time of year , the human was used to it!
Still, that didn’t stop the couple from relaxing together in the evenings. Since Spamton was the one who got home earlier these days, he was the one who prepared dinner. And in the mornings, Tenna left him some waffles or pancakes, along with a sweet note and a few words of encouragement for the day. The human cherished their evenings together. And when the laziness hit too hard, it wasn’t unusual for them to order pizza or sushi instead! And at the end of the night came cuddle time , on the couch or in bed.
Living with a monster like Tenna is addictive. He's a big ant monster, but with incredibly soft fur... When it's just the two of them, in comfort, Spamton doesn't hesitate to enjoy it. Like now.
The human's eager hands invade his husband's chest as he snuggles up against him. One of the monster's pairs of arms wraps around him, while with another hand, Tenna caresses and scratches the scalp of his precious human, encouraged by the little sighs of contentment he hears. And Spamton? He explores, again and again, this strange body he has known for years. His hands lovingly caress the fur that offers itself to him, from his chest to his stomach, his sides, his legs, and his arms. He can feel the muscles contract under his touch, hear the little giggles of the monster... Pure delight.
But that's not enough. Spamton ends up rubbing his cheek against Tenna's chest, planting kisses on every bit of skin he can find, until he moves up and kisses his partner. Of course, Tenna attacks him back, covering him with kisses and playfully nibbling his ears. His arms prevent him from wriggling too much, but Spamton can't hide his laughter either. However, that evening, his body reminds him of his pitiful state and he ends up grimacing and groaning a little in pain, while his partner's antennae straighten up, then lean down to feel him, trying to understand what is happening.
-Oh, sorry! I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you? Did I squeeze too hard? I’ll be more careful…
Spamton blinked before letting out a sigh. No, it wasn’t his partner’s fault at all. His body was just being stubborn and weak again, that’s all.
-Nah, no stress, cuddlebug. I just… kinda ache all over? Been carrying a lot of heavy stuff, and walking a ton for work. It’s nothing, don’t worry about me — it’ll pass.
Strangely enough, Tenna didn’t believe the mailman for a second. He had always been terrible at lying, even when it was just to keep him from worrying. The monster gently rubbed his back, thinking about how he could ease some of his husband’s pain. Hmm…
-Is there… anything I can do to help you feel a bit better? Or to take away some of that pain? You really do look exhausted when we are together…
Tenna gently lifted his human’s face, brushing his cheek with a soft touch. Spamton closed his eyes and leaned into the monster’s hand with a quiet sigh. Honestly? He didn’t really know what Tenna could do — and he didn’t want him to worry too much, either. After all, Tenna already had enough on his mind with his upcoming shows! Evenings were supposed to be for rest and cuddles, not “more work and taking care of your weak, ridiculous human.”
-Nothing. But hey, thanks for asking! Unless you’ve suddenly got the superpower to cure back and leg pain — in that case, sign me up!
The human chuckled, snuggling back against his other half and rubbing his face against that soft fur, humming quietly. Tenna, meanwhile, seemed lost in thought. His fingers kept gently scratching through his beloved’s hair, while the other hand idly stroked under his chin.
Was there really nothing he could do to help…?
Days passed, and Tenna could clearly see that Spamton was really suffering. Even though he kept insisting it would pass, the monster still felt bad that he couldn’t help him at all. It didn’t seem fair! His human took such good care of him, always pampering and spoiling him , so why couldn’t he do the same in return?
And then, one day, the big monster decided to… ask around. He sought advice from some of the people he got along with at work. Thanks to that, he finally came up with a small idea — something that might actually help ease his dear Spammy’s pain! But before he could try it, he needed to do a bit of research first.
Discreetly, he borrowed a few specific books from the library to learn more. He also watched several videos online to better understand — and to get some examples.
The hardest part was doing it all without Spamton noticing a thing! Tenna had to hide the books, clear his browsing history… even though the mailman occasionally gave him suspicious looks. Tenna wanted it to be a surprise!
And then… the big day finally arrived. Tenna had everything prepared! …Well, he was also very nervous, afraid his plan might end up annoying his partner , but it was for his own good!!
He had… decorated their bedroom a little, with scented candles, a small playlist of relaxing music, and—
-So, you want me to undress, lie on my back, and wait for you in our bedroom? Wow, Ten, I didn't know you were so audacious~
The monster immediately turned bright red, shaking his head and quickly taking his partner’s hands in his own. Okay, fine — he could understand how his request might sound a little suspicious, but that wasn’t the point!
-Yes, but no! It’s not what you think! I took the day off tomorrow, and you’re off work too… so I thought we could use the time to help you. A nice evening where I take care of you , all you have to do is relax and enjoy yourself.
Tenna leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his partner’s hands, giving him a reassuring smile. Now it was the mailman’s turn to turn as red as a tomato, his mind clearly running in a few… interesting directions.
-Wait—what are you implying here? I thought that kind of thing didn’t really interest you? And we’ve talked about it before — I don’t care if we never, you know, do that. So don’t push yourself! We can just cuddle, I love that. Especially with you. Haha…
This time, Tenna burst out laughing, while his human just blinked at him, confused and wondering if the monster was pulling some kind of prank.
-Oh, come on, Spammy! I thought you would’ve figured it out by now! Let me explain , I just want to give you a massage, to help with your back pain. I did some research and… I read that it really helps with that kind of thing! I’ve got everything ready in our room. All you have to do is lie down and let my four hands do the rest… Please?
Tenna’s tone was pleading, full of warmth and the desire to make his beloved feel better and chase away his pain.
The human felt… embarrassed, unsure what to say. Yes, his back hurt , terribly —,and nothing seemed to make it go away. Could Tenna really help him?
-Fiiine, you win this time. I’ll go get ready and lie down, okay? …But hey, don’t stress yourself about it, alright? I really appreciate what you’re doing, but if it doesn’t help, it’s not your fault, okay?
Tenna nodded, and Spamton headed toward their bedroom. The monster was a little nervous, but he had read books and watched plenty of videos to learn how to give a proper massage — it had to be useful! …While waiting for Spamton to get ready, he went to fetch the massage oil he’d bought earlier that day.
He would manage to help his little mailman relax — he was determined to do his very best!