"the shade for you" rankmaid-sensei (tags: Reader/Moirail, railpails, moirail kissing, black lipstick, more than moirail kissing, make up, yuricoded, #nsfw, bottom reader, archive rating: E) summary: your moirail helps you with your makeup... and ends up ruining it you stare up towards your moirail with a stillness in your blood pusher, lips parted slightly to allow her to run the wand of her lipstick over them at a careful pace youd told her that you wanted to try out some new makeup and that she was just the person to help, just like with everything else! "you know, y/n, i really think this shade was made for you..." she says, squinting as she focuses and begins the top lip shade? you think, trying not to laugh, its just black! your moirail is straddled on top of you to work on your horizontal body like a canvas, her hair falling like a curtain around your face as she works your eyes glance towards the bag she had pulled the tube from nearby, falling out of it various other eyeshadows and products that you... recognize she smiles as she finishes nodding her head once, giving you the chance to clarify what you suspect "is this... your lipstick? the one you have on right now?" you say incredulously, a smile forming "yeah?" she replies, taking your cheek in her hand to rub her thumb beneath your lower lip to fix some smudge thats a strange feeling... you squirm a bit under her "does it look good?" you ask meekly "hmm..." you watch as she leans down towards you, pressing her lips to your cheek and your other cheek and your forehead you burst out laughing, shoving and kicking to try and get her away "youre ruining your work!" you cry out through your joy, opening your eyes to see her staring down at you with wonderment "y/n... you look so... beautiful" "huh?" you grab her hips as she moves down to suddenly paint your neck with the same lipstick shade you both now share, gasping out a noise of surprise and pressing your knees together uncomfortably "h-hey! if you keep-... doing that... i-...!" you try helplessly, sinking your fingers into her skin your moirail pulls back with soft pants, connecting your lips properly to smear and mix your matching lipstick with warm saliva before traveling lower, and lower and lower leaving the shade that was made for you in her wake
much to think about
Hrngh, \/\/\/\/here can I get these \/\/\/\/orks published fer m'library?
.o°h thank g°o.o°dness I was w.o°ndering if y.o°u did girl .o°n girl as well but did n.o°t wish t.o° ask this is g°o.o°d kn.o°wledge t.o° be kn.o°wing
you never miss, rankmaid-sensei.
x//0c I lȯvė whėṅ this happėṅs!! Makės mė miss my mȯirail…