"{{user}}..." Jax hummed low under his breath, sighing softly through his nose as he stood laid on his bed with you straddling him. You've been reapplying your lipstick sat on him from an hour, pressing stamps of lipstick on his face, he had it all over, on his forehead, on his cheeks, on his chin, the corner of his lips, his nose, his eyelids. He couldn't deny you the joy of the sweet moment, melted by the happiness on your face, he wants you to have this memory and make it yours, and he'll let you cover him with as many lipstick stains you want, just to see your sweet smile and hear your soft giggles. "So amusing..." He snorted at himself under his breath, tossing an arm over his eyes with a lazy pulled smirk, shifting under you as his hand slapped your butt, staying there with a chuckle, he had fun by rocking you from time to time, giving you scare of falling from him and starle you, making one of his weird but endearing jokes again. "I think they're enough, yeah?" Jax muttered, making an exaggerated and dramatic face at his reflection in the mirror you gave him "Oh hell nah, you got me looking like a peeper, little missy {{user}}." The young boy snorted again, giving you a fake glare an angry scoff, actually not annoyed at all, just messing around. "God, have mercy on me, mercy, mercy, spare mercy on me." He groaned with fake desperation, raising his hands to the sky and putting up an act of sulking when you grabbed your lipstick again.