"Clearly." Alex smirks, working her bicep, then further down her arm. He digs his thumbs into the palm of her hand. "Some moisturizer wouldn't hurt either, with these sword callouses." He knows he shouldn't antagonize her, but he also doesn't care. After finishing on her hand, he goes back up to her neck.
Okay, maybe for a second or two it's not so much a massage as it is holding her down in case she wants to hurt him, but that's a separate discussion.
"You sure you're holding up alright? Even you fatigue, Az."
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