Page 168 of Everything That Kills Me
“Why aren’t we using the underground?” Zeph asked with a smile on his face.
Jack made a kissy face, then glared.
Once they were in the car and heading away from the office, Jack relaxed. The windows were tinted enough that his face wasn’t clear.
“Your lips are infused with intense hydration,” Zeph said. “It leaves them instantly plumped and moisturised.”
“Does it?”
“The lipstick was inspired by the radiance of precious gems.”
Jack glanced in the mirror. “I can see that.”
“It empowers confidence and self-expression.”
“Well, clearly.”
Zeph stroked his knee, dragging his fingernails up and down the material of Jack’s trousers and heard him groan.
“The lipstick is infused with diamonds, 24 carat gold and some other stuff that I don’t recognise. Aqua in Pool sounds like an exercise not a chemical ingredient but hey-ho, you look sexy.”
“It’s going to be all over you soon.”
“Promises, promises.”
Jack laughed.
Zeph had saved the best detail. “It stays on for up to ten hours.”
“What the fuck?” Jack shot him a look of horror. “We have dinner reservations.”
“I dare—”
Jack slapped his hand over Zeph’s mouth. “Don’t say it. Don’t!”
It was amazing that after a prolonged period of rigorous sexual gymnastics, followed by a hot shower, Jack’s lips were still tinged red. Zeph pondered whether that could be used as a selling point. The nail varnish had gone though, much to Jack’s glee and Zeph’s disappointment.
“I can’t understand it.” Jack rubbed again at his lips as they headed to the restaurant inside the power station shopping centre.
“You’ve tried so hard to get rid of it that you’ve bruised your lips.” Zeph slid his fingers into Jack’s. Though it wasn’t just that. There was a definite trace of the lipstick.
“You were really into it,” Jack said quietly.
“Surprisingly.”
“Want me to—”
“Wear it again? Yes, please.”
“I was going to say—buy some for you.”
“For me to put on you?”
Jack laughed. “You can try.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“It always is. I love you.”
