"Miss must we do this?"

"Hush Love. We must."

"But miss...I've told you my skin is sensitive."

"I know pet. And thus we experiment."

He takes a step back. I take one forward. One step back, one step forward. What a funny picture. The almost 6 feet him backing away from the barely 5 feet me.

"Miss..." He whines.

I flash him a smile.

"Come here love."

His time to smirk.

Our hight difference is too great. I can't do this without his cooparation.

"I'm not too fond of refusals, love."

His smirk wavers a little.

"Miss."

I can see some guilt creeping in.

I put my hand on his cheek.

"Love, be a good boy and follow your miss."

And thus, we were sat on the couch. Me on his lap, him holding a tumbler of water.

I start applying the cream on his face.

He seems visibly tense.

"Miss, have you done this before?"

I flash him a smile. My hand, still continuing with the smear.

"Hmm. I wonder."

"Do you not trust me, love?"

He rolls his eyes.

"Not a bit, miss."

He leans in none the less.

"Do you like the idea of me doing this to another man, love?"

Not much smile on his face anymore. He moves away a little from my hand. Not too much.

"Hmm." His usual bemused affermation.

How dull. Still a glint in his eyes though.

I lean in.

"You know I find humans off putting."

Look of exasperatin on his face.

"Hmm. And what am I then miss?"

I pretend to think. You're mine.

"You're my pet, love."

"I see, Miss." Another bemused affirmation.

I went the razor in the water.

That brings him back to the situation at hand.

"You sure about this miss?"

Of course.

"Hm."

I place the razon on his face. He visibly trembles.

"Miss."

"Hm love."

"Careful, Miss."

"Mhm."

I lean in.

I push the razer against his skin.

"Careful, Miss."

Look of exasperation. How cute.

He cups my hand, and guildes it.

"You're doing really well puppy."

He looks into my eyes.

"Hmm. Miss "

I look into his.

One stroke. The next, and the next.

Me on his lap, him guiding my hand.

The last stroke.

"And done, love."

"Yes Miss."

"See it wasn't so bad."

I put the razor into water one last time.

I blow on his chin.

"Feels itchy, Miss."

"Mhm. And that's why we moisturize."

"Miss, I have sensitive skin."

"Oh hush child."

I pick up the moisturizer.

"Listen love. More than half of life problems can be solved with moisturization."

He cracks a smile at this.

"I see, Miss."

I start to lather it on.

"Isn't that too much, Miss?"

He tries to protest, however seems rather happy with my hands rubbing his face.

"Nope. Trust your Miss."

He rolls his eys again. Cheeky bastard.

I bite his neck.

He moans a bit.

"What was that for miss."

He says in between laughter.

"Punishment for acting so cheeky."

"Ah yes Miss."

I bite his shouler again much to his amusement. he's lucky I like him so much.

"You sure you don't just want to lay your claim, Miss?"

"Lay my claim?"

"Aren't mine?"

"Haha yes Miss. Anything for my owner."

I know aversion to getting clean shaved like this.

"Mhm. You've been a good boy."

I pat his head and place a kiss on his cheek.

He rests his head on my shoulder. And we spend the rest of the day cuddled up like that, with him reading to me.