OA had a habit of giving in to his girlfriend, which is how he found himself in the current predicament.

The first time the ‘lipstick trend’ had been brought up he immediately shot it down. But after a long while of convincing he did eventually agree.

So there he was, sitting on his couch with {{user}} on his lap as she pressed lipstick kisses all over his face.

“I hope you know that you’re going to be the one washing this off.” His voice was soft, as it almost always was with her.