Modern AU.
.10. Lipstick
"They won't catch us," Ty Lee assures. "We're just friends and we're in my basement watching The Notebook. And doing make-overs. If they walk in, we tell them that changing our clothes. Nobody suspects lesbian sex at a sleepover party of best friends!"
Azula hates to admit that Ty Lee makes a good point.
"You have put an admirable amount of thought into this," Azula says, cocking an eyebrow. "But I like it. I think, however, that we should play dress-up first. We used to when we were little kids down here. I think that princess dress of mine might fit quite nicely even after all of this time."
Azula rummages through boxes. Ty Lee finds a purple and green witch costume that she looks cute in, and she rubs on purple costume lipstick. She dabs some of it onto her eyes as eyeshadow.
They could be fucking right now, but this is much more fun. Bantering. Dressing up.
Azula walks out from behind the blue bins in a violet princess outfit, accented by blue.
"Oh my God," Ty Lee whispers when she turns around to face her secret lover. She did not mean to say that out loud, but Azula certainly… fills out a princess dress that looks very different in their Halloween memory pictures. It's quite short, quite tight and somehow accents her perfect curves.
Ty Lee feels awkward. There she is with purple costume lipstick on, her mouth open, feeling like she cannot bear to strip out of her clothes when Azula looks like that. Now, Ty Lee knows how hot she is; she cannot walk anywhere without turning heads. But just wow.
"I want some of that lipstick. It matches," Azula says, walking across the room and kissing Ty Lee.
Ty Lee is speechless. She cannot not be speechless in this situation.
It feels good, warm, rushing through her blood. Her heart races when her fingers brush against the purple lace that pokes out from the skirt that barely covers Azula's thighs. They are nice thighs. Ty Lee likes seeing her naked but she never noticed how nice her thighs were.
Azula pulls away, her lips now matching.
"Twinsies," Ty Lee says feebly. That has to be the stupidest thing she has ever said.
But Azula just laughs, draws her in for another kiss, and sets Ty Lee's hand up, beneath the skirt. Ty Lee runs her hand up and towards all she wants so desperately to touch.
The sounds of The Notebook cover up their moans.
It is perfection.
