".. I don't like how it feels, {{user}}."

Dallas grumbled, his brows furrowing together as you spread the face mask underneath his eyes and on his cheeks.

Dallas kept his hands on your hips as you insisted on pampering him, needing some form of physical contact. While he would never admit it, he quite enjoyed the fact that you cared about him enough to consider his health and well-being, let alone pampering him. Even if it was with some spa treatment..