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It’s a sight to behold when Jihoon comes home that evening, dressed in all black, donning oversized sunglasses and lips stained red.
Daniel is used to seeing Jihoon like this, fresh out of a gig, hair styled and makeup heavy. Sometimes Jihoon brings home memorabilia from the shoots as well; a few are gifts, like the cologne from Chanel that Daniel swears was really some sort of aphrodisiac, and others are things that Jihoon sneaks out, like the school uniform from Ivy Club from when Jihoon tried to spice up their sex life with a little roleplaying. It’s one the perks of having a model as a lover, getting to see a different side of Jihoon every day: the charismatic Jihoon with the perfect face and figure, skillfully captured by the photographers’ artistry and cameras.
But this time it’s a bit different. It’s Jihoon’s eyes that are his main asset, a feature that most brands have been capitalizing on by embellishing him with color lenses and shimmery eye makeup. It’s the first time, surprisingly, that the main focus is on Jihoon’s lips instead; the previous main attraction hidden beneath the shades.
“Wow,” is the first thing that comes out of Daniel’s mouth when Jihoon approaches him sitting on the couch; the television now on mute and long forgotten. “Not complaining, but what’s all this for?”
“Tom Ford. They picked me to be the model for their new lipstick line coming out this summer.” Jihoon smiles. He climbs onto Daniel’s lap, straddling his legs over Daniel’s thighs as he makes himself comfortable. Jihoon grips Daniel’s shoulders, making sure he maintains an arm’s length distance so that Daniel can fully admire the view.
“Huh, progressive.” Daniel responds. His gaze is still fixated on the deep color: how much it accentuates Jihoon’s lips, making them look fuller and more irresistible than usual. Daniel runs his thumb along Jihoon’s lower lip, observing the contrast of red against his pale skin. The lipstick shows signs of fading; there are slightly uneven patches of the color, and some of product transfers onto Daniel’s thumb when he checks.
“Tried to take it off earlier but it’s really good,” Jihoon explains with a chuckle. He slips off the glasses and puts them aside. He rubs his lips together, making a smacking noise to emphasize his point. “Well for how much it’ll be going for, at least you’ll know you’re getting your money’s worth.”
“I like it. It makes you look really sexy.” Daniel admits. He presses his thumb back between Jihoon’s lips and eases it past the opening. Jihoon takes the hint and opens his mouth wider, sucking Daniel’s thumb in as he leaves gentle love bites and swirls it around with his tongue. He tilts his head back, looking down at Daniel with half-lidded eyes, moaning as he slowly releases it with a pop.
“I still have the sample that they used on me,” Jihoon mentions, slightly breathless from the faux-fellatio. He pulls out a small black tube from his pocket, waving it in the air like a prize, “Wanna play around with it?”
Daniel nods. “You know how to put it on?” He tries not to sound too eager, but finds himself salivating at the chance to see Jihoon’s lips freshly painted with the deep rouge.
Jihoon smiles and uncaps the tube. “I picked up a few things. Thought it might come in handy just in case you might be into this sort of thing.”
Daniel watches as Jihoon applies it onto his lips, doing it slowly, tantalizing, making sure Daniel is concentrating on the sight of his lips being coated in a color other than the sinful white. It’s mesmerizing; the way the lipstick darkens his lips makes Jihoon look so divine; the rouge is alluring, like the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden.
Daniel is still in a trance when Jihoon grabs his head with both hands and leans in for a kiss. Jihoon purposely misses; the kiss lands on Daniel’s chin instead, the edge of their mouths just barely grazing as Jihoon licks his way upward, dragging his lips along the way. Daniel can feel the creamy texture of the lipstick smearing across his mouth before their lips finally join together. Jihoon deepens the kiss; there’s a mild taste of wax, but Daniel doesn’t have the mind to care, not when Jihoon is kissing him with this much fervor.
When Jihoon pulls back, Daniel sees the lipstick smudged all across Jihoon’s face and the glistening of saliva on his chin. Daniel figures he must look the same, because Jihoon looks at him, his focus shifted downward and he’s beaming with pride. Grinning, like he just finished painting a masterpiece.
“Red’s a great look on you too, hyung.” Jihoon points out. He leans in, planting his lips on Daniel’s cheeks to leave another mark. “Continue this in the bedroom?”
Daniel takes a deep breath, and then pulls Jihoon in for another kiss, letting the lipstick smear even more. The feeling of Jihoon’s lips on his is wonderful, but he images how much better it’d be with those lips pressed against his cock instead, leaving trails of red along the shaft, then taking it into his mouth so deep that it leaves an imprint on the base...
Before Daniel realizes it, he’s already hard.
“Yes,” he breathes out, “Bring the lipstick with you.”