"Well, if you thought I was in danger of putting on weight, couldn't you help me... exercise?" Hythlodaeus turns his head to the side to glance up at Hades slyly... and wink. What could he possibly mean by "exercise", who can even tell!

But he makes a pleased sound, closing his eyes again as Hades begins to knead his back. Any physical contact is pleasant, of course, but the additional atmosphere of care makes it all the better.