Feliks whined, "Natalya, come on!"
She rolled her eyes, but grudgingly put on the lipstick anyway.
Natalya wasn't one to be overly sweet and romantic, and so she waited with a pout on her face for Feliks to kiss her.
The Polish man rolled his eyes at her, but he leaned forward anyway to kiss her full on the mouth as well as everywhere that he could reach, smearing lipstick all over her skin and leaving it that exact rosy color.
Despite herself, Natalya's skin blossomed up in a red, hot blush and with Feliks's slight nudging, she leaned forward herself to repeat the gesture that he'd planned and started.
Natalya grew awkward herself with these motions yet the blush that dusted Feliks's skin and the pure joy in his eyes made up for her nerves and awkwardness as she saw those reactions.
Slowly but surely, they managed to be dusted in red lipstick that while it felt somewhat awkward on the random bits of skin that it coated, it still managed to make the two blush and smile at each other.
It was a strange thing what silly actions can cause in two people in love, and Natalya couldn't resist leaning forward to finally, finally kiss Feliks's lips and allow what was left of her lipstick to smear his lips red.