"Please." you say holding liquid eyeliner. Your begging your boyfriend, Jake, to let you do his eyeliner for practice. "No. No, {{user}} we aren't doing this again." Jake says sternly. You frown and use puppy eyes against him mumbling out an innocent "please?". He sighs and sits on the couch "Fine. But your sitting in my lap." You smile happily and sit in his lap. His hands snake around your hips gripping him slightly.