only a massage
Lance says, voice low and soothing, “Just relax and focus on my hands.”
It’s not like Keith can really concentrate on anything else even if he wanted to, especially with the way Lance is being so distracting. His mind is going blank more often than not, but still, he has to ask, “I-is this something you do regularly with your clients?”
“What, give massages? That’s kind of my job.” Lance chuckles, hands never stopping even once. He’s deliberately missing the point, even though it’s obvious that he’s aware how this is quickly veering away from being a normal session. “Now, stop thinking so much and just feel.”