Lips like apples..~
HI SO UHHH FIRST FIC IG? ITS ABOUT MY OC AND KRIS SO HEHEHEHEHE!!- uh..- yea
lipstick testing goes hard
around 2.1K words!!~ i think its kind of good... might be a bit rushed tho.. uh. ye..
23.07.20XX
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The moon was clouded with misty pink, it shined its silver light over the hometown as Willow made their way to their best friends house for a sleepover, As they walked up to the door, they could hear the TV running. Willow knocked softly three times as their ears caught movement, the door then was unlocked, revealing a familiar goat monster in a cyan sleeping gown
"Oh, my child, come on in!" She politely invited them in as they walked right in and took off their shoes, setting them on their place, since they were visiting so much, they had their own shoe place at theirs.
"Thank you Toriel!! Is Kris upstairs or are they hanging out with Susie again?" They joked as Toriel giggled
"no, They're upstairs, my child, they're waiting for you" The chair squeaked underneath her weight, since it was an OOOOLD chair. she then picked up her newslatter with her rather big paws
"oh, okay! Thank you again!" They practically squealed out as they held their bag close, you can't wait too, to make Kris a mess.
Willow made sure to not step on the squeaky floor boards, quietly getting up in Kris's room, but.. the door swung open as they heard a scream, they screamed. Oh wait.
"Kris!!!" Willow yelped at them, shoving Kris lightly, they pranked Willow again, and they went THAT much of a fan of it.
"Is everything alright up there?!" Toriels voice rang out though the halls as the ferret sighed and responded with a quick "yeah!"
They chuckled as you both went into their room, The floor squeaked under the ferrets paws as they sat on the floor, it was.. comfortable.. Kris sat on their bed, grabbing their nintendo and going back to what seemed pokemon.
"new save file?"
"mhm"
"..What gen?" Willow asked since they didnt quite catch the music, not that they were THAT kind of a pokemon fan tho..
"8" Braces whistled when they talked, heh.. it was a little detail that they kept in mind, they're gonna tease them forever about this.
"which starter did'ya pick?"
"Scorbunny"
"great choice, i did that too. To be honest? i love fire type starters, like. My favourites are probably.. All of the Alolan starters, Scorbunny and Paldean ones."
"Hateful much?" Their leg swung as the ferret dooked
Willow quickly defended themselves "nu uh??? i just like them more than the others. Anyway." They hoped to change the topic... but nothing cane to mind. And comfortable silence filled the room. "..Buttercup?" They broke the silence they both didnt even know was there
"What is it, Angel?" They're too in their pokemon grind to look at you, but you know Kris is listening.
"..I'm bored" Willow started, tail flicking lazily
"..not my problem"
Willow groans and turns to look at them, then smirked, they were feeling real mischievous right now
Kris glanced at them and froze. They knew this look too well. Kris's cheeks now dusted a light bubble gum color, they put their nintendo down and looked at Willow with their maroon eyes "...What?"
"You owe me one for jumpscaring me, so.. i have an idea." their smirk only widened with thoughts they can't push away. The bed squeaked as Willow jumps on their bed, snatching the nintendo and putting it on the nightstand.
"..i'm not getting out of this one?"
"nope. Now sit up broski" Willow found themselves forcing Kris up gently (can you even do that?? welp anyway-) as Willow opened their bag, getting a ton of lipstick and lipgloss of shades and varieties. "hmm. Which to pick.." Their icy blue eyes scanned the variety, landing on a pink, more fuchsia like color, they picked it up, opening the object with a quiet pop as they put it on their lips as Kris just.. watched. They were like a deer in the road light. Frozen.
As Willow finished applying the pink lipstick, Willow glanced at the other "..may i? eh whatever" they didn't have time to even react before the ferret monster was on their lap, strangling Kris with Willows somehow strong thighs, paws gripping their cheeks, leaning in and pressing theit lips against their cheek.. hm, looked a bit pale.. "ehh.. not that great of a color.." Willow admitted, wiped the color and wiped it off their lips with a tissue.
The pattern repeated at least 10 times, Willow was doing this on purpose. They were torturing the human, weren't they? In this experiment, Willow didnt even kiss their lips yet!! yet. But when their paw found a black lipstick.. they realized it was probably the best one.. They wore it like 2 or 3 times.. not because they dont like it, but just because there's no reason to.
and the lipstick would be just eaten orf the lips..-
Kris's face was filled with Willows lip marks, Willow smirked as they applied the last one. They didnt even realize when they pushed Kris to the wall, starry little crystals hanging from their glasses were shining through the bright light from the lightbulb up in their (ass XDDDD) ceiling. They leaned in as their nose touched theirs, antartic eyes looking into those maple syrup ones.. searching for permission, but.. they actually dont wait.
Their lips crash passionately, Damn Willows good. I mean, i'm good? of course i'n good. i'm gorgeous!! Man i dont even know what i'm writing at this point.. Third person a good thing!!- OK BACK TO THE STORY!!!!-
Willow tastes Kris's soft yet chapped lips.. they need a lipgloss.
So when Willow pulls back, they find Kris's eyes wide, staring at them with suprise and a bit of insecurity..????? I'm not good at reading people.. i think
"...Lipgloss." Willow chriped, not breaking eye contact as they reach for conviently placed apple lipgloss. They pulled back, still strangling Kris's lap, tail flicking from side to side, they open it, Kris didnt even know whats going on.. its cute actually... GET YOURSELF TOGETHER WILLOW!!-
Willow smeared the lipgloss onto Kris's lips, then close the little bottle, putting it bsck on the bed as then Kirs's lips parted, testing it out "Tha-" but Willow dived back onto their lips, not letting them finish their words.. They kissed the skin of their lips (little reference here), Kris let out an "eep!-" as Willows tongue eventually slips into their mouth.. They did look up, but all Kris's dark orbs could scream was "do whatever you want.",
So Willow did. Their paw going up to Kris's hair.. massaging their scalp lightly, tounge began mapping their mouth, their teeth, their braces, even touching Kris's own tongue. Then they backed away, like a fox going back to its dark den. But they were inviting Kris into them. Its only ever so fair that they can do it too?
But instead, Kris groans impatiently. Guess they want Willow to be the top??? heh. Only if they knew how long I- Willow wanted this.. they fantasized, daydreamed, wrote about this. Their other paw (the one that wasnt tangled in their messy brown hair) trailed up under their iconic green sweater.
Willow shifted, their knee pressing up in the middle of Kris's thighs, making the room between them both and the wall tighter. Their lips moved so intensely.. then they pulled away, gasping for air as a string of saliva was still connecting the both mouths, Willow then collapsed on their chest, the paw under Kris's sweater wrapping around their waist, feeling their goosebumps. They laid there as Kris's hands went up to Willows head, petting their ears.
"...Willow?-" They now put their chin between their ears, their voice breathless.
"..Yeah..?-"
"..You messed up..~" And Willow was suddenly on their back, staring up at their face, tail was lashing as Kris went for the neck like a vampire. Kissing the soft sensitive skin. their hands fiddling with the necklace, unlatching the thingie and tossed it away. They laid on Willows chest as the ferret gasped, wrapping their paws around the human, pressing them against their fragile and little body. I do not want this to seem like i am being a pick me!!- i am short.. shorter than Kris by a CENTIMETER!!! So shut up!!- ok wait where was i???- oh!
As their mouth then began sucking softly, Willows paws went to their messy, fluffy hair, gripping it like a lifetime.. STILL GENTLY THO!!!- They didn't want to hurt them.
Kris continued to mark them, ever so trailed down onto Willows collar bones, marking them there too, hand slipping under their top, feeling the sensitive scars from the top surgery Willow got at least.. two years ago now.. Melody is a great doctor, and their adoptive mom. Its good that her team has an incredible surgeon. They all took care of them when they got the surgery. Ok i am getting out of context now haha
They shivered at the touch, bititng their lip with their sharp fangs. enough to muffle their moans. They turn into quiet whimpers, but Kris couldn't have that, could they? Their hand went up to Willows mouth, and forced (with consent of course) their hand in, making Willow bite them instead of themselves, Willows eyes widened but immediately softened, they tried to be gentle so they wont break skin. "Kwis-" they were muffled by the fist, but Kris stopped.. but at the sight of Willows eyes filled with neediness..
They smirked and immediately pulled the top up, just enough to reveal the soft scars, lips instantly on them. Kissing them. Then, Kris teased them by pulling away and sitting up on them, hips twitched forward involuntary.
Willow looked.. somehow messier than ever. Cheeks flushed, black lipstick smeared from their lips to their cheek. Kris's thumb went up to the soft fur, rubbing the black lipstick..
They sit there in silence, impatient and also heavy breathing filled up the room, but they just smirked and got off Willow, earning a "H-hey?!-". But they just got their phone and did a pic of them and Willow.. Their face still with the smears of colours, spent Willow.. they're definitely using this as blackmail. But.. i seemed to just accept it. "..Krissss.. You either get into pjs or i will punish you for those hickeys." they hissed out
".. Fine.. You too tho." Willow nodded, sitting up. "And..- ugh.. Gosh. I'm tired..-"
"Wanna sleep?"
"..can we? you.. wont be mad if we do??" Their ear flicked with worry, eyes filled with that same look when they were making sure its okay if they can sit next to them in the sdoption center.. that was 8 years go. Time flies by..
"of course i wont. Get cozy." They didnt leave room for arguing, grabbing their pjs and going to the ither wide of the room "just dont peak, perv" They joked, Willow scoffed
"Me? I would NEVER." They dramatically flopped back down onto the bed
"uhuh. Okay."
Willow sighed, getting up and getting their own pjs, actually.. The pants are stolen fro. Kris!! Apple print.. of course. They both changed, and when Kris made sure they can now look, they shot them a look and walked over, helping to clean all of the lipsticks and glosses off the bed and into Willows bag.
Kris even got wipes to wipe the lipstick off their and Willows faces. Yeeting the used up ones to their trashcan. when they made sure Willow was clean, and when Willow made sure Kris was clean.. Kris got up, walking over to the switch..
and flipping it, making the room dark, darker, yet darker..anyway- They even got Willows moon necklace on the stand, next to their now turned to sleep mode nintendo. They actually powered off the nintendo and then flopped next to Willow. Taking off their glasses and tossing them onto Willows bag, they hit their clothes.. GOOD.
"..Toriel doesnt trust us in one bed, does she..?" The ferret asked..
"probably, but eh. Just sleep"
"okay.." And so, they both wrapped around themselves, hugging so softly.. Willows tail wrapped around Kris's leg, Willow curled up, putting their head into the crook of Kris's neck, making a purr like sound somehow. The room buzzed with soft vibrations. "sorry.."
"About?" Kris asked with curiosity..
"..not.. letting our thing escalate. Might be.. disappointi-" Kris pecked their head
"Its okay.. we can always make out another time, yes? You already got hickeys all over..." They made Willow realize..
"o-oh..- yeah.. uh... Anyways.. goodnight, Buttercup.."
"goodnight, Angel"
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OKOK I KNOW ITS BAD NO ONE WILL EVEN SEE THIS I DONT KNOW WHAT I'M STRESSING OVER.