“I can tell,” she nodded when he admitted that he was tense. The uncertainty in his voice let her know that he was treading carefully, forming his words wisely to conceal the fact that he was hiding a sizeable erection. For as bold and aggressive as Syn could be, she found it quite surprising that he was disguising his discomfort. She found herself smiling yet again, entertaining the idea of revealing that she was well aware of his current state. The fact that she decided against it was self-serving. She enjoyed their closeness so much that she wasn’t quite ready to let it end. Mina was certain that the day would be eventful as usual, the way they always seemed to be since Syn came into her life. His mansion was filled with otherworldly beings, all requiring his attention in some form. Before she released him to tend to his duties, she thought she might take the opportunity to introduce a new element to their quickly blossoming relationship. With that in mind, she got onto her knees, crawling over him as he outstretched his arms.<br/><br/>Mina straddled his body, placing one smooth leg on either side of him. She lowered herself down so that she was hovering over him, holding her weight just above him. Her hands moved through her hair, fingers traveling through her dark, glossy hair, tousled from sleep. She swept it to one side, feeling her strands glide along her bare shoulders before settling there. She pressed her hands to his back, starting at the top of his shoulders, closest to his neck. Slowly and methodically she began to work her way down, kneading his muscles firmly. Her touch gradually moved lower and she pressed the pads of her thumbs just beneath his shoulders blades, applying a pleasant kind of pressure while she rotated her digits in circular motions. She was certain to pay close attention to the places that were firm with knots and kinks, wanting to relieve him of the aches that she had access to at the moment.<br/><br/>“Is that better?” She asked, her hands still working their magic on him while she looked to him for a reaction. “Or, worse? I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that I don’t give massages often. In fact . . .” Mina said, trying to think if she ever had. Oliver liked for her to scratch his back, run her nails along it soothingly. That hardly counted. “You’re my first client. I expect to be compensated. My services aren’t cheap and you don’t get a discount for being my guardian or, potentially, my mate.” She smirked, placing a kiss against the back of his neck.