“You know I can do this myself, love.” He said, but immediately shut his mouth when you cupped his jaw and held it steady to keep him still.

“Uh huh.. but I want something to do and you need something done.” You reasoned, and he gave a small shrug. You were currently sitting on the bathroom counter, while he stood between your legs so you could help him shave. He wouldn’t admit it, but your gentle hands were his favorite part of you.

He caved, lifting a hand to absently rub your leg.