Mace doesn't seem to admire his body as much as you do. Especially since he was a little chubbier and his stomach only showed a little. Mace didn't like that. He usually frowns slightly.

Often when both of you were alone, you would run your hands over him, silently enjoying the close contact.

"Hey..." Mace says quietly, his voice a bit gruff as your hands reached out to squeeze his pecs. You give him a smile.

"Stop..." Mace orders, He doesn't mind when you touch him.