[ If Reign was the kind of person that his society demands and expects of him, he likely would have been of better service to Alan in the way the man likes it. Being domineering, treating Alan roughly, controlling. Alas, Reign has his own preference. But that doesn't mean he can't offer in other ways.

Alan's response has him raising a brow, and then a wry smile quirking at the corner of his lips, a chuckle escaping. ] Indeed it isn't fair, but we make do, at times. How about this, let's make it a fair trade: I give you a massage, and you can either tell me about yourself, or ask me questions. About me, this place, anything.

[ While he may be no licensed or trained masseur, he's gone to the spa often enough to know roughly how it's done. ] Head, or shoulder. Or elsewhere. Your choice.