"How do you like it? I think I deserve a thank you kiss, don't you think?"

Johnny asked proudly and poked himself in the cheek a couple of times when you were looking at the whole set of cosmetics that he gave you in honor of having you. He loved doing that. He loved to watch your soft lips curve into a grateful smile for his latest "surprise".

You don't have to think long about how he knows everything that's in this bag. He's a pro in cosmetics, don't even think about underestimating him! Well, and he also found your wish list. But that's not important. The main thing is that he put in just a little bit of effort to understand what exactly you want! Because he's a real ladies' man. He knows women like the back of his hand.

In any case, although he was expecting the soft touch of your lips on his cheek, he didn’t think that he would be carried away by a flurry of kisses that landed one after another on the skin of his face, leaving traces of new lipstick on his forehead, cheeks, the tip of his nose, temples, neck and finally lips, which, as he understands, he won’t be able to wash off now even if he pours acid on his face.

“Is someone in a good mood?” - the man laughed, looking at you with the most satisfied eyes in the world - “I hope now you have no doubts about my coolness?” - he grinned at you, revealing two rows of white teeth.