"C'mere, lemme do it," she husked to her girlfriend, reaching out with one white-sneakered toe to pull Brittany in front of her. They'd always done this. They were perfectly capable of doing their own makeup, but there was something about doing it for one another that brought them even closer. Deciding on going for a more dramatic look than Brittany did these days, she dug into the makeup bag on the counter. "Ha, I knew you still had it. Liner thief," she joked, pulling out her an expensive liquid liner she'd actually paid for.
"I didn't steal it, you put it in my bag after you found out I'd run out. Forgetful girl." The words came out with a grin, and Santana's heart soared just at the little moment it created. Humming to herself quietly, she quickly and expertly lined the cat-shaped blue eyes. As usual, she need only make a slight motion with her head, to indicate what she needed Brittany to do; look up, look away, close eyes.
Leaning back from the last stroke, she took Brittany by the chin and turned her head from side to side, inspecting her work. "Okay, open." A gasp escaped from her lips as the taller girl complied. As she'd remembered, the liner turned sky blue eyes to sapphire, intensifying the twinkle that was always there now that they were together and everyone knew about it. "Oh Britt, baby. You are SO beautiful." Santana didn't even realize she'd spoken the words aloud until she heard Brittany's reply.
"Well, duh. Like you'd date anyone ugly. Besides, I have to live up to how hot my girlfriend is." Brittany grinned and reached for her lipgloss. Before she could step away to apply it in the mirror, Santana lifted her legs up, wrapping them around Brittany's waist and trapping her in place.
"Uh uh, nope. Gimme," Santana said, holding her hand out for the tube. Unsurprisingly, compliance was instantaneous. Once again she lightly grasped the delicate chin. It always took longer when she did this for Brittany, though, because staring at those lips gave her all sorts of ideas and desires; desires that they couldn't afford to fulfill this morning. She shook her head lightly and focused.
Moments later, the job was done, and she knew she should let go of Brittany so they could head to school. But there was one more thing to do. "Oops, looks like I put a bit too much on," Santana said, closing the lipgloss tube and placing it back in the bag next to her.
"Conveniently, you seem to have neglected your own gloss this morning, Santana. I can't have my First Lady at my first pep rally with naked lips." A wicked smirk crooked pale lips.
"Well then, I'll say it again. Gimme." Tan hands came up to cup softly freckled cheeks as two pairs of lips met in a soft but loving kiss. It lasted only a few moments before the girls broke apart. "Perfect. Let's go show McKinley the true meaning of the words 'power couple.'"