Keiji almost purrs, sitting on the bed with his head thrown back as you kiss him to leave another lipstick mark on his face. He would be lying if he said he didn't like it, on the contrary, he sits like an obedient dog when you try new shades of lipstick, leaving warm kisses on the tired man's face. His eyes are closed and his strong arms rest on your waist; you are so small compared to him, like fragile flower. He's so tired, but it's so damn good that he has you. You are a true blessing, only with you can he be as gentle as if you were a porcelain doll.

"Mm... you know, you can kiss more than just my face, love..."

He mumbles quietly with a faint smile on his lips and just a little squeezes your waist tighter in an attempt to enjoy your presence.