Lipstick (Trixya Fluff)

Lipstick

Trixie fixed the last wig on her head and stared at herself in the mirror. Katya walked up behind her and put her arms around her friend. "You look lovely, Tracy," she remarked. Trixie turned to face Katya and smiled.

"Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself, hun," Trixie replied. They stared at each other for a moment and Katya, with a mischievous glint in her eye, said,

"There's just one thing."

"What?"

"You have some red lipstick on your face."

"What do you mean? Where?" Trixie asked, perplexed. Katya swiftly planted a kiss on Trixie's cheek, getting bright red lipstick on her face. Under all that foundation and concealer was a flustered biological woman. Katya bolted out of the dressing room, giggling. Trixie decided there was little she could do about the whole situation but fix her makeup and take her revenge later. After all, it was only 15 minutes until showtime. Once they had both had some stage time, it was ready for both of them to go on. Trixie and Katya stepped onstage and began to lip-sync to Waterloo by ABBA. At the end of the song, Trixie embraced Katya and kissed her nose, smearing her heavily overdrawn lipstick all over Katya's face. Katya looked at her with surprise. Trixie giggled and remarked, "That's what you get for getting your lipstick on my face." Later that night, Katya came into Trixie's dressing room again, carrying a suspicious bucket. Trixie was still in drag at this point and was putting her eyeliner away. She decided she could just change when she got back to her hotel room. "Hey," Trixie said as she turned to look at Katya. "Wait, Katya what are you doing with that bucket?" Katya, also still in drag, advanced with a devilish grin.

"Nothing..." Katya lowered the bucket, getting ready to throw the contents at Trixie.

"Oh my god bitch you are NOT going to throw that stuff at me!" Trixie yelled, then giggle-screeched as she ran away from her. Katya chased her with the bucket all the way down the hall and outside the club. Katya threw the bucket onto Trixie, drenching her with water. Trixie screeched again and said, "Oh great, now I'm cold! And you messed up my hair!" Katya held her in a warm embrace and the two locked eyes. Katya grinned.

"That's what you get for getting your lipstick on my face." They stared at each other for a little bit longer. "You know, we should probably go inside," Katya whispered.

"Yeah, we should," Trixie replied. They both wanted to go inside where it was warm, but something was keeping them. Katya slowly leaned in, her lips slightly parted and her eyes closed. Trixie did as well, and soon enough their lips touched delicately and the world around them seemed to stop. As they separated, they looked at each other, both having a mix of pink and red lipstick on their face. They smiled and walked back in together.