"I will be able to relax throughout," he protests. "Especially with the promise of...something special." Perhaps not relax entirely, but that isn't a requirement.

He has some thoughts as to what it could be, but he would not ruin such a surprise as the one she is tempting him with. He stretches his arms towards her, the muscles grateful for her touch as much as his skin is grateful for the soothing effects of the balm she is applying.