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"Babe~ stop squirming so much!" I pouted and tried not to giggle at Saeyoung as he continued to move around with a pout of his own. When I saw his face I couldn't help but let out my laughs and I wrapped my arms around him to comfort him long enough to finish what I was doing.
"I can't help it, you're taking foreveeeeer~~." He said, grin widening as I rubbed my cheek against his. "I think you are enjoying this a little too much though. If I had known you would have attacked me I never would have shown you those pictures!" Even though he had said that he settled back down so I could finish the job. "Pucker up baby~ it's time for some lipstick!" I grin as Saeyoung closes his eyes and tilts his head towards me.
My eyes run over his face. He's always beautiful, obviously, but I couldn't believe how flawless and ethereal he looked with smokey eyes, cat eyeliner and the light dusting of blush on his cheeks. I gulped as my stomach clenched and my face began growing hot. Steadying my hand, I slowly raised it up to put on the red lipstick I had picked out. He was so fucking gorgeous.
My hand grazed against his cheek and he slowly open his eyes to look up at me. "Kaye..?" He asked quietly, taking in my flushed face. "Shh, close your eyes again Saeyoung. I'm not done yet." I reply, letting my hand rest against his cheek as his eyes slid shut. He was going to be the death of me. He was wearing one of my favorite dresses and it fit him perfectly, he wore it much better than I could ever hope to.
Ever since high school I knew I had a less than innocent interest in guys crossdressing. Saeyoung's pictures hit me like a bus, he was perfection to look at and I honestly thought I was going to have a heart attack when he sent the picture of him dressed as a maid. I was quick to save that picture to my phone, it becoming the center of more fantasies than I would care to admit.
"I'm sorry Saeyoung. You make me so weird!" I whine and quickly cover up any of his words with my mouth. I'm sure the lipstick is smeared now, but I couldn't possibly care less. I push him back and straddle him against the couch. Saeyoung is quick to join in the fun as he grips my hips and pulls me closer. My hands are tangled in his hair, face unbearably red when I pull away to breath.
He looks even better now, so close and warm. His face is split in a huge smile and his hair and lips are a mess. I soak in the moment, reveling in the fact that I was the one to make him look like this. "I was right, you like this way too much~" Saeyoung says, rubbing his thumbs against my sides.
"It's all your fault honey~ if you weren't so perfect I wouldn't be so bad~~" Whining, I lightly let my nails graze against his scalp and I slowly grind against him. It was his turn to turn red at my words and he quickly stands up, carrying me with him. He rushes quickly to the bedroom and I laugh as he almost trips over the jeans he had left on the floor.
He throws my onto the bed and I stare up at him happily as he smirks down at me. "I guess if it's my fault I have no choice but to oblige, my lady. Besides I find that I rather enjoy when you're bad~~"