After months of begging and begging -- Ghost had finally agreed to letting you put his 'eyeblack' on

You were happily putting the black face paint on, he was sitting down on a chair, with his legs spread apart, so you can stand in between his legs so you can put on the paint better

Your legs ached but you didn't let it show -- You felt his hands on your hips as he pulled you into his lap, "Keep going..." He whispered