Lipstick stains
An: Honestly this was a random thought I had today, not proofread.
Cw: A bit suggestive at the end, pure fluff, and probably very poor written tho.
Remember that couples trend? The one where people would fill their partners with lipstick kiss marks?
Daniela came over to your apartment that day, having the weekend off the first thing she wanted to do was spend time with you. You guys were lying on your bed, legs tangled with your head on her chest while she played with your hair mindlessly. You were each on your phone watching TikToks showing some to each other, every now and then.
Daniela stopped playing with your hair -even tugging at it a little bit to call your attention "Mira, cariño". You lifted your head to focuse on the screen of her phone, showing a video of a couple in which one of them was wearing lipstick and the other person was full of kiss marks of the same shade.
She looked at you with excitement in her eyes, waiting for some kind of approval, which was given with a small smile and a glint in your eyes. You sat on the bed for her to look for a lipstick in her makeup bag, there was no question that she had the perfect one for this moment. As she returned to bed with it in her hand, she motioned you to sit by the headboard for her to sit on your lap.
She used her phone as a mirror as you caressed her thighs in anticipation. Once she was done, she took your face between her hands, cradling it as she started leaving the first few kisses on it. She took her time, reapplying her lipstick when needed and sitting back between each few kisses so that she would not leave any inch of skin without a mark; all while you could only look at her with adoration, noticing the faint color on her cheeks as she did, even if she didn't say anything.
Once she moved down to your neck she started having a bit of complications. "Stay still, mi vida", she whispered as she held your jaw to keep with her new favorite activity. "It's not that easy!", was all you could say back as you sighed, feeling the low heat on your stomach; shivering at the feeling of her soft lips on every space of your neck.
Daniela was way too focused on her work to notice how hot and bothered she got you. In a way she knew, as she felt how your hands squeezed on her thighs, but she wasn't done yet. "Take it off, babe", she murmured loud enough as she motioned for you to take off your shirt. You were in no position to deny, so you did as you were told, now lying completely on your back.
She started leaving kisses all over your chest, sitting back with a hand on your waist to admire her work. She gave you a full big smile, proud of her marks and your very obvious flustered state. She took her phone to take some pictures, in which some you could see her hand on your chest, and others were only half of your face, neck, and collarbones could be seen (she specifically took that one to use as a wallpaper).
"Dani.." you whispered as she left her phone on the side. "Dime, amor" she answered as she lowered herself to peck your lips and analyze your face as if it were her first time looking at you. You couldn't get the words out though, you looked at her with pleading eyes hoping she would give you what you wanted. She smirked at you, thinking for a moment, "I'll give you what you want only because you did so good." Saying you were buzzing from excitement as she finally kissed you properly; in a promise of something more, was an understatement.
