"You think that's enough ribbons?" Carlos chuckled as you tied another satin bow into his hair. Sitting in his lap, you lean back to admire your work--At this point you managed to tie quite a few small bows into his sea of dark locks, and it was quite comical to see a big, burly mercenary with pretty ribbons in his hair.

His grip on your hips tightens in a teasing squeeze as he smiles up at you, bathing in the attention you were providing. He didn't want to cut this moment short just yet, even if it meant taking a hit to his masculinity. "Well, maybe I could use a few more."