overture | newsies imagines

sky flaherty || the birds and bees

[im just saying, you guys outa follow meadow because i keep bugging her to request more and she's a trooper. also sorry if this sucks, i was bored and feeling sky today.]

Sky sat down across from you, straightening his posture and taking off his Newsies cap. You fumbled with your makeup pallet, mixing together on a sponge the colors needed to create a bruise. You began padding the mixture around his right eye, your breath fanning his face as you did so. He attempted to not smile like he did every night, knowing the crinkles around his eyes would mess up your work.

When you finished naming his eye look bruised, you took foundation and cleaned up other parts of his face. You made his cheeks look dirty, out a fake cut over his eyebrow, contoured his lips to look swollen. After finishing his makeup, you squirted gel from its container and began running your fingers through his hair.

You attempted to move closer, so that you could see his dark hair better in the dim light. But if you were to move as close as possibly, you would end up on his lap. Sky, apparently, didn't mind this and grabbed you by the hips. He pulled you so that your knees were set upon his thighs, and your breasts almost entirely in his face.

As odd as the position was, it allowed you to get his hair as messy looking as you needed it to. You blushed deeply when you realized Sky's hands were still on you, not even inching off of your hips. Sky finally smiled up at you, admiring your every movement.

You retracted your hands, wiping the excess gel on your apron. Sky moved his hands up to your back, pulling you down slowly. Without any words, you molded your lips together. You only pulled away when the door flew open and Ben strutted in.

"Well, dang. A man comes to get his makeup done, and he ends up seeing what the birds and bees really are." He snorted, watching as you snapped off of Sky.

It wasn't the first time Ben walked in on you two.