Vaas' green eyes twinkle with interest, his hands rested on your hips that are straddled on his. Your frame looms over his with one of your hands under his chin, and your other hand holding the eyeliner that you line his eyelids with.

The corners of his lips perk up subtly, his thumbs gently rubbing your hips while your perfume/cologne pacifies his senses.

He's never been this quiet before, but he's doing it for you.