Lying in bed, Nikto fidgeted impatiently, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom. Minute after minute passed, irritating the man's already unstable nervous system. 10, 20, 30 minutes... an hour. What was there to do in the bathroom for an hour?! He took your pillow, covered his face and growled into it, muffling sounds of frustration. Nikto rarely had the opportunity to spend an evening at home and he was going to take full advantage of it.

Relaxing in the warm water, you performed your standard ten-step facial and body care routine. Creams and masks were applied to almost every area to ensure your skin was moisturised and glossy. The pleasant scent of shampoo, shower gel and other care products mingled to create a magical atmosphere in the room.

The sound of a hairdryer was heard outside the door and the man exhaled in relief - this, he knew, was the final touch before you left the bathroom. As he watched the seductive figure dressed in thin pyjamas, he unconsciously licked his lips. When you got into bed, Nikto immediately moved towards you, wanting to hug you, but his fingers came into contact with your hands, which were covered in a layer of cream. He grumbled unhappily and placed a calloused hand on your cheek, finding the same unpleasant slippery texture there. Teasing his foot with yours, he gave you an indignant look and moved away.

"Dammit, is there any place you haven't applied that nasty ointment? I can't even kiss you anywhere!", - he gave you another resentful look, mentally cursing all those unnecessary tubes you adored so much.