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“Come on!” Said Erica with a teasing smile. She was creeping up behind her girlfriend. “If there’s one night you shouldn’t have a stick up your ass, it’s our date night”
Kylie could only sigh fondly, she didn’t know what was wrong with her taste in women. She welcomed the bigger woman’s embrace around her but kept looking forward.
“Cartman, you know I’m not good with makeup,” she fell back to rest her head against Erica’s ample chest.
“Yes, I know that, Kahlie dear. That’s why I’m offering to do it for you” Whispered in her ears, it sounded a lot more appealing than it had that morning. Sure, Kylie trusted Cartman… to some extent, but she still wasn’t totally up to the idea of anyone putting anything near her eyes. Though if it had to be someone, it would be Cartman. Not just because she loved her, and knew Erica loved her back, but because Cartman’s kind of a makeup expert. “Come on, you’d look great! Not that you look anything but great now… but I really think it’d make your freaky ginger hair pop out” She played with one of the coils that were spread across her chest. “Pop out more, that is”
“Oh so you like gingers now?” Kylie chuckled, looking up so she could see her girlfriend from below.
“How scandalous, I’d never!” She said in a faux offended voice. “ ‘Like’?! Why I would never even touch one” Erica pressed a soft kiss on Kylie’s forehead which earned her a snort. Kylie finally turned around and met Erica’s eager eyes with her own unsure ones.
“Ok, fine” She couldn’t stiffen the smile that spread across her lips “But be careful with the eyeliner, I don’t want you stabbing me in the eye”
“Phew, I was starting to think we’d be straight-passing tonight”
“Oh shut up,” she shoved her playfully and sat down on the couch. “I’m ready. Though I haven’t chosen what to wear… and maybe I should fix this first” she removed her ushanka which caused a wave of long locks to spill out, although most of them gravitated towards the sun due to their frizzy nature.
“Oh don’t you worry about that” She felt Erica nestling into her hair. “But you’ve got to lose the hat… I think a golden, yellow look would suit a fiery woman like you” She grabbed her makeup pallet eagerly. Kylie decided to help by handing her the gel and a hair pick.
“Thanks,” Kylie finally said as Erica started her battle against her untamed hair. Erica mumbled in response, holding the pick in her mouth, a brush in her right hand and the hair ties she’d just had in her own hair in the other. “I love you, Cartman”
Cartman spit out the pick and dropped her items, cradling Kylie's face instead and giving her a soft kiss. Kylie sucked up the sweet, strawberry taste of Cartman’s full lips until they both had to gasp for air. “I love you too, Kylie”