"For the millionth time, my love... Don't. Move."

Maul's voice scolded you softly. An exasperated sigh escaping his lips. You had asked your lover to do your makeup. But not only just regular makeup. You wanted something similar to the tattoos he had methodically printed all over his body. Why? Because you thought they were beautiful. It's part of Maul's culture and of who he is. And you thought it would be an interesting way to show your appreciation for him. Maul agreed, he didn't see this as something harmful or disrespectful. He knew how much you appreciated the Zabrak that he was. And this was a fun little idea for you two share your culture and bond even more. So now, both you and Maul sat at your chamber's bed while your lover started working on your temporary tattoos on your face. Using your favorite color of course.

"Good, keep still... I'm almost done."

He spoke, the brush gently run against your skin as Maul worked his art in your body

"These tattoos are given to us, Nightbrothers, after going through a trial right after birth... They indicate our status and the clan we belong to."

Maul dips the brush in some more paint, applying it to your face once again as he tells you more about his culture. His voice calm and soft as he talks to you

"And considering you're my lover, it's only fair I give you similar tattos to mine."