"I'm not sure this one's my shade, doll," Ellie grunts as she squirms beneath you.

"Stop moving," you murmur as you swipe the lipstick across her lips.

"Fine," she rolls her eyes. On occasion, your girlfriend would let you do her makeup while you rambled on about your day. She'd never admit it to you, but she's begun to enjoy getting all dolled up by you. If it meant she got to be up close to the face she admired so much, Ellie would say yes to just about anything. "Am I pretty now?"