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Started November 16, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Mare smiled at herself in the mirror and handed Marianne the sponge. "Please."

"Gladly." Marianne gave a teasing wink and leaned forward to cup her girlfriend's cheek in her hand.

Mare turned towards Marianne, savouring the long-waited contact.

She took care wiping the makeup off, moving slower than necessary just for the pleasure of being able to touch her girlfriend like this. When she was done, she lingered a few seconds, pretending to double check for spots she’d passed over.

Mare leaned into Marianne's touch, following every stroke of her hand across her own face. She immediately missed the closeness when Marianne finished.
The last of the girls left the room as Mare stood to get the rest of her costume off.
"Thank you."

“It was no problem,” Marianne assured her with a secretive smile, skin tingling where it had touched Mare’s. “Do you need me to leave or turn around…..?”

"Uh, either way," she hesitated. She wasn't sure about… where they were. "Up to you."

“I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable,” Marianne said quickly. “And I don’t want…. to touch you or be touched yet. I wouldn’t do anything even if I wanted to.”

Mare nodded. "I'm glad we're on the same page then," she admitted quietly. "See you outside?"

“See you outside,” Marianne agreed, giving a soft smile and slipping away.

Mare smiled back and quickly got changed to meet Marianne outside as quickly as humanly possible. She hesitated, but pulled on a fitted green dress that had never seen the light of day. Then threw on baggy white sweater.
Finally ready, she ran outside.

Marianne turned at the sound of hurried footsteps. Her eyes landed on Mare, and completely unprepared for the sight of her in a skirt, she froze, eyes going wide.

Mare came to a slow stop under Marianne's gaze.
"Have I done something wrong?" She looked down at herself. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, I just thought since I've never worn it I might try since I know you wouldn't judge…" She ran a hand through her hair. "Let me just go change," she apologized and turned to leave.

Marianne hastened to grab hold of Mare's wrist and pull her right back. "Don't you dare go back and change– you look gorgeous. I just wasn't prepared for your dazzling beauty to hit me in the face for the fifteenth time today."

Mare went silent, staring at Marianne. She let her arm go limp in Marianne's grip and resisted taking a step forward.
The urge to kiss her was extremely hard to ignore.
"Thank you," she said instead with every ounce of sincerity in her body.

A grin bright enough to rival the sun lit up Marianne’s face. “You’re very welcome.”

Mare answered with a caring smile. She reached for Marianne's hand. "Please tell me you don't have to go home yet."

"You're coming with me, don't you remember? I have something for you," she reminded, gladly taking her girlfriend's hand.

"Right, of course," Mare laughed. "Let us go then."

Marianne paused with her hand on the doorknob of her bedroom door, turning around and twisting her lips into a thoughtful expression.
“Alright. Close your eyes..”

With a supressed giggle, Mare obeyed. "The hype is real," she whispered into Marianne's ear.

Marianne chuckled and placed a hand in the middle of Mare’s back, opening her bedroom door and leading the other girl inside. “No peaking,” she reminded, hurrying over to her bed, where an enormous bouquet of red roses lay.

Mare shook her head in answer, following Marianne's movements.