"Careful." Lewis lowly warned as he cautiously handed you the razor. He knew you already had fun spreading the shaving cream around his face, but it was the tricky part now.

Apparently your skin was too sensitive for his facial hair that there was need to change it. He didn't mind if it helped you. Anything for his little doll. When you offered to do it, he surprisingly accepted.

"Did you get your essay done?" He asks as his hands rest on your hips to steady you, rubbing small circles there.