[member="Stardust"]
Gray said as he enjoyed her rubbing his arms, " Well go slower then Beautiful. An hour is too soon." He gave her shoulder a squeeze before he went on massaging them. He knew he was going to have to stop soon if for no other reason than to give her shoulders a rest. He knew that he would, but he still didn't like it. And that was exactly how he felt when he did have to stop. He let out a sigh before he stopped his massage and slide his hands off of her. He kissed the top of her head again and then went to go sit back down in his own seat.
Gray leaned back into his seat and looked out at the scene of hyperspace. It always reminded him of his childhood, of his parents, of his entire past. He wasn't sure what to think of his past anymore. It was not so bad, good even, for most of his life. It was overshadowed though by the period of darkness that had happened not long enough ago. It was actually fairly recent, and the wound of it still hadn't healed.