Lipstick & Glitter - a Saviott Story

Lipstick & Glitter

Before you start reading please take a look at Sav in the picture above. You will understand what inspired this story 😂✨

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Joe's half-opened eyes unsteadily gazed at his four companions while he nursed his nearly empty beer, the buzz of alcohol and the lacking adrenaline after yet another sold-out show of their Hysteria tour slowing down his actions and lulling him into a sleepy haze. He thought long and hard about his answer to Steve's slurred question, wondering what had made him agree to that stupid game of truth or dare once again. They had played it quite a few times on the tour already, with them being more hammered than before every time. The singer had to admit that it was kind of funny but his already aching head didn't approve of the task of putting together proper thoughts and sentences at all. Coming to think about it, the only way to end the stupid game was if he finally answered and he therefore sighed, noticing that he had already forgotten the question.

"What was that again, Steve?", he slurred, squinting his eyes a little in order to make the picture of the blonde guitarist opposite of him a bit clearer. Said guitarist broke out into giggles at Joe's question, taking a swig of his Wodka and leaning even harder into Phil's side before clearing his throat to reply to the completely lost singer.

"I asked if you ever mistook a boy for a girl during some sort of sexual encounter."

Starting his thinking process again he soon came to a pretty clear answer, the picture of him accidentally bending over a petite fluffy-haired dude in a skirt under their "In The Round"-Stage and noticing his mistake too late a few weeks ago coming to the forefront of his mind. He had been freaked out like never before afterward, but at the same time, he was also aroused like never before. It seemed like something forbidden, something that could only happen secretly in dark corners and therefore carried some sort of exciting danger with it. And Joe found himself mesmerized and terrified by the discovery of that side of him. He wasn't so sure if he could deal with it just yet.

"Well, I might have."

"Oh come on, Joe. You need to give us a clear answer!", Steve exclaimed impatiently, waving his hands around to further underline his statement, pouring Wodka over Phil in the process. The other guitarist sucked in a sharp breath and hunched his shoulders at the sudden cold on top of his head, causing Steve to lose his steady pose against the smaller man's shoulder and his upper body to tumble into Phil's lap while he continued to giggle hysterically. Joe could see how the elder guitarist's expression morphed into a fond smile at the goofiness of their mate, Phil finally extending a hand to gently caress Steve's long golden locks. Since Steve seemed distracted at that moment for obvious reasons Joe chose to blurt out his answer while no one paid attention to it.

"Yes, I did mistake one for a girl."

Leaning back again he let his gaze drift over to the two Ricks who had stayed silent so far, noticing that their young drummer had fallen asleep on the couch he had been sitting on, his body somehow turned upside down so that his head hung down in front of the couch with the ends of his feathery curls brushing the floor while his legs were braced on top of the cushioned backrest, his feet dangling off of the couch's back. How could anyone even sleep that way? With a small snort, the singer turned his gaze to his bassist and best friend, seeing him staring back at him with round widened eyes. Uh-oh.

"You have? When?", he asked when he noticed the singer's attention rested on him, one of his eyebrows cocking up slightly.

"Only one question at a time", was the singer's only response before he turned to his beer again, taking a deep gulp before noticing that he was obligated to go on asking. Snapping his head up he let his gaze roam over a snoring Rick, two guitarists that were locked in some sort of intimate stare, and a curious bassist by his right side. His surroundings reduced his options of new question victims drastically and he finally turned to Sav again who watched him with ocean-blue eyes that seemed weirdly awake for some reason.