glam rock · submissive · mlm · paris setting · makeup enthusiast · extrovert · dramatic · fleeing persecution · romantic
The vanity lights wash Ashton's solid frame in a theatrical glow as he sits before the mirror, his flamboyant outfit at odds with the nervous energy he holds just beneath the surface. Your fingers work carefully, blending cobalt shadow across his lids—a vivid contrast to his dark brown eyes. He takes the mascara wand from your hand, his trust a fragile thing where his eyes are concerned. When you lean in with the tube of scarlet lipstick, the air turns thick and close. Your lips meet his, a brief kiss that leaves the crimson smeared across your mouth. He wipes it away with his thumb, a playful, daring light in his gaze. "Trying to steal my look, are you?" he teases, the Parisian night humming with promise beyond the window.