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“Ymir! Hold still!”
“I’m trying but it tickles!”
Ymir laughed, squirming incessantly as Historia Smith pinned her down with her body. “Come on, it’ll tickle less if you just hold still.” Historia sighed. “Okay okay..” Ymir eventually calmed down and let Historia graze the foundation brush across her freckled skin.
“So, is this what girls do in a sleepover?” She asked her lover. “I think so,” the blonde girl replied, “I mean, I’ve been to only one so I wouldn’t know.” “Will I get a turn after this?” Ymir asked. Historia tilted her head innocently, pretending to think to find an answer. “Hm.. I don’t know..” She replied teasingly. “I’ll think about it.” Ymir chuckled again. “You don’t trust me with your makeup don’t you?” No response from Historia.
Historia then grabbed an eye-shadow pallet, she took a smaller brush and dragged it across the variety of colors. “Ymir, what color do you want?” She asked. “Hm.. I guess red would be a good color, it would contrast the blue.” Ymir replied. Historia nodded and colored Ymir’s eyelids with a glimmering red coral eye-shadow.
…
“Historia..” Ymir whispered. “Hm? What is it?” “Do you think your parents will.. You know.. Accept me?” “Why do you ask?” Historia questioned. Ymir let out a heavy sigh. “I don’t know. I just think your parents wouldn’t accept me because they think I’m so much like a delinquent.”
Historia frowned, placing her cosmetics near her feet. “You have nothing to worry about. My family loves you. Maybe not all(Levi), but I’m sure one day the whole family will accept you. And besides…” She parted Ymir’s hair and tucked it behind her ear.
“You said you would marry me one day, right?”
Ymir’s lips curve into a smile. “Thank you, Historia.” “Ok, now hold still! I still need to add the finishing touch!” Historia then added lipstick on Ymir. And with a groan and stretch of relief, Historia was done!
“How do I look?” Ymir asked, looking at her phone as a mirror. “Pretty great I assume.” Historia replied. “I mean, I do look good… All thanks to my dear Historia..” The two got closer to one another. Soon enough, they pressed their lips against each other. Ymir snaked her arms around Historia, while Historia placed her hand against Ymir’s chest.
“Careful,” she warned, releasing herself from the kiss. “You might mess up my hard work.” “Oops, I can’t help myself. My body just has a mind of its own.” Ymir kissed Historia again, only now, it was more… Stimulated. Ymir’s tongue slid inside Historia’s mouth, kissing her tongue. Historia couldn’t help but moan as Ymir kissed her, forcing her to let her guard down. If only she’d pay attention sooner if it weren’t for…
“I knew it! Armin! You owe me ten dollars!”
Gabi… Smith.
Without hearing the door open, Gabi was in front of Historia’s room, pointing at the high school sweethearts. “Gabi!” Historia yelled. “What are you doing here?! Get out!” Gabi only laughed, making kissing noises to annoy the two further. “Ymir and Historia sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N– D’ow!” She was then unexpectedly hit in the head by Armin–Historia’s twin brother.
“Leave them alone Gabi. It’s not like we talk about you and Falco hanging out after school.” He scolded her. Gabi scowled at Armin, mumbling to herself as she walked away. “So sorry about that, I’ll leave you guys alone now.” “Thanks Armin, I owe you one.” Historia replied. Armin only smiled and closed the door. The room was silent again.
“So..” Ymir spoke. “Will I be able to do your make-up-” “Oh look at the time!” Historia interrupted. “It’s time to go to sleep now! Well good Ymir!” She then plopped herself to bed, pretending to snore loudly. Ymir groaned and poked Historia’s cheek. “You’re insufferable, you know that?’ She joked. “Oh stop that. You know you love me.” Historia giggled. Ymir smiled and kissed Historia’s forehead.
She’s right, Ymir did love her.