{Twisted Wonderland Oneshots}

Cater Fluff- Makeup (Gender neutral)

     It was the night of one of the pop music club's concerts, and I was getting ready. I had joined one year ago, along with Kalim; now the club consisted of Lilia, Cater, Kalim, and I.

     "Hey cutie, you ready for your big debut?" Cater asked, waltzing into my dressing room.

     "Ah, sorta- I've got my robes on, but I'm struggling a bit with my makeup. I never really did much growing up, because people made fun of it for being bad."

     "Oh, that's horrible hun! Well, I can help with that," he grinned. "I'll be right back, you stay put."

     Less than two minutes later, he returned with a bulky bag of what I could only assume was makeup products. Cater walked over to me, sitting it down on a vanity.

     "Alright, lets start with foundation."

     He opened the bag, taking out some liquid and powders. I was lucky he had so many skin tones; he must do this often. Classic Cater.

     He took my chin in his hand, tilting it up and moving closer. I couldn't help but turn red as he applied the foundation.

     Cater took a step back, smiling. "Looking good, dear! Now we'll apply blush; though, it seems we wont need much of it," he winked, only making me redder.

     He swept the fluffy brush across my cheeks, then moved to grab some eyeliner and mascara. His hand firmly but gently pulled me in more towards him. Cater studied me carefully as he applied the eyeliner, his skillful strokes only taking a few moments. After finishing that, the mascara, and some glittery eyeshadow, (that definitely  got into my eye), he stood back.

      "Beautiful! Though, you need just a little something more..."

      He thought for a moment, digging through his bag.

      "Aha!"

     Cater pulled out a shiny lipgloss tube, turning to me with a sly smirk. He took my face in his hand once more, one thumb just below my lip. I could tell my face was red as a beet when the liquid was applied; he was staring directly at my lips. Oh god.

      My heart was thumping loudly in my chest. There can't be more than a few centimeters between us now. He sat the lipgloss back down, but didn't pull away.

     "Cater..?"

      He leaned in, lips barely brushing over mine. I craved more, leaning into the kiss. My eyes fluttered closed. Was it this hot in here earlier?

      The kiss grew in intensity, our mouths moving in sync. His lips felt so warm and smooth. Cater paused, catching his breath.

      "As wonderful as this is, we need to be on stage soon." He looked at me with regret, still studying my face. "And we don't wanna mess up your pretty makeup."

      Composing himself, he stood back, forming a smile.

      "Thank you, Cater, truly," I chuckled, "maybe we can continue after..?"

      Something flashed in his eyes, but was quickly covered by a grin. Lust, maybe? I couldn't tell.

      "Of course, hun! Now, it's showtime."

      He extended his hand to me. I took it in mine, as he pulled me through the back onto the stage.

------- I may make a part two to this if its wanted! Hope you enjoyed! -----------------------------