More Making Up

[cornerofmadness]

Okay muse, here's another set. Happy now? Let me go work on my enzyme lecture. Oh the first one is a bit naughty. It has naked bits

The Fanged Four – 1890’s  Best Served Cold
 
“Should we be doing this, grandmummy?”  Dru pouted.
 
“If these two want to ask like drunken asses, come home and try to manhandle us, they get what they deserve.” Darla smeared a shocking shade over Angelus’ eyelids. He was too drunk to wake up.
 
“They were very naughty.” Dru thought for a moment then applied some paint, giggling. “Look!”

Darla glanced over at the face Dru had painted onto the tip of Spike’s cock. “What an excellent idea.”
 
Once the men’s naked bodies were painted, the ladies chained them in the basement for the showing for their friends after dark.

 

 

Giles/Ethan/Deirdre  1970’s  Velvet Goldmine
 
“Ethan, you look so hot.”
 
At Deirdre’s exclamation, Giles looked up from where he was practicing the necessary rifts to pass himself off as a member of Pink Floyd and glanced over to see what Ethan was up to now. His eyes widened seeing his friend glammed out like Bowie.
 
Ethan had managed to impart a delicate androgyny to his face with the heavy use of bright makeup and beaded lashes. The prominent Adam’s apple marred the image a bit. Ethan grinned at Giles. “I don’t know what it is about glam but the birds can’t get enough of it.”
 

 

Faith – S7  - Fancy
 
Faith had been surprised by the country song one of the Potentials had been listening to where some girl named Fancy was being painted up and dressed up by her mother to go get a rich guy. Faith remembered similar words out of her own mother’s mouth, only in her case it wasn’t to go snag a high classed dude.

No her mother had slathered makeup on her fourteen year old daughter and put her on the street to try and get enough money to buy more skag for her habit. Faith stormed upstairs and washed her face clean.

 

 

Connor and Angel – Post NFA  Hell Week
 
“This is so stupid. I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Connor groaned as he tottered across the quad in heels.
 
“You wanted to join the Tekes, you have to go through hell week like the rest of the pledges. At least you’re a legacy, Reilly.”
 
Connor shrugged and left his friend, knowing he was only doing this to make Lawrence happy. He still had no idea Connor wasn’t his. Connor opened his dorm room and dropped his books seeing Angel waiting for him.

Angel looked at the makeup on his son’s face and the dress. “Do I even want to know?”

as always x-posted to OOS

Comments

Sad But True

[keith5by5.livejournal.com]

That was probably a lot like Faith's mother. No wonder she was screwed up. Good story.

Re: Sad But True

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

thanks. I've met real life Faiths and Fancys and it's never been pretty

Re: Sad But True

[keith5by5.livejournal.com]

I knew one, well not quite, but her dad made her feel pretty damn worthless.