Ben's lips curved in a wicked smile. "All right, let's get started." He moved up on the table, straddling Myst's body. He lowered himself so he was perched, a knee on either side of Myst's hips, adjusting himself and "accidentally" grinding his naked groin against her barely covered ass. He looked around at the people sitting around the table. "Laney, would you go over to the cabinet under the bar? I have a box marked 'massage' there just in case something like this came up." He rubbed his hands together and brushed her blue hair up, uncovering her upper back and neck. "You need to have warm hands, of course. If you make the person you're working on jump and tense up, it's not helping." He moved his hands up and began working the muscles in Myst's neck with careful, strong motions. "Of course, it helps to have some other things prepared," he added, looking over to see how Laney was doing with the box.