Ianto doesn't know quite how to interpret the twitch of John's face as he first touches him, but if John says that he's alright, he supposes he has no choice but to believe him. Moving closer, Ianto uses both hands to work the cream into the large patch on John's shoulder before moving on to smaller places in the same area. Might as well start in that place and work out from there, he decides. Moving his way gently across the path of his shoulders as he does.

"It's... Not quite the same effect as sun lotion though, is it," Ianto murmurs as he works.