painting your nails for you (Patreon)

you walk into the room, holding bottles of nail polish in your hands. you look at me pouting, like what you're asking is a big favor, even though we both know i'll say yes. you settle beside me, stretching your legs across my lap, toes wiggling gently as i take your ankle in my hand. i take my time, painting slowly and carefully, doing my best. there's really nothing you could ask for, sweetheart, that i wouldn't want to do for you. if it means taking care of you, it's something i genuinely want to do.