We had been beat friends since university where we were chem lab partners. During the years we saw each other through multiple relationships, got jobs in the same town after graduating and even have been roommates for most of that time. Well, for the past few months I had been mostly staying at Kelly's place, she wasn't a big fan of you. She was the jealous type which is ironic because tonight I was sulking in my room because she cheated on me. I was not taking the break up well and you knew you needed to get me out of the funk. Naturally you had installed yourself in my room making it impossible for me to sulk alone.
"God...it just sucks..." I say staring at the wall. "What do you do when you go through a break up?" I ask. "I like to get all dolled up and then not even go aware, just look at myself in the mirror and remind myself how pretty I am" you say playfully. "I don't think that would work on me..." I say dryly "oh come on, lets try!!" You had been trying to put makeup on me for the better part of the last half decade and tonight I finally didn't have the energy to fight you on it. "Whatever..." I mutter.
Soon you return with your make up bag and straddle my lap as you get to work. As you were doing my eye liner you said "here look up" and as I did you jokingly said "now thats a good boy" the way you would to a dog. You hadn't really thought anything of it, but I blushed "um... I think its good" I say suddenly wanting to get up but you were stubborn and refused to let me. You had a whole other eye, not to mention the eye shadow. You fought to stay on my inadvertently grinding down on me and that's when you felt the reason I wanted you off and we both freeze "...sorry..." I mutter incredibly embarrassed