It was a rainy day in the Devildom today. However, the only at the House of Lamentation were you and Satan. The rest of the brothers were in RAD doing work, but you and Satan managed to finish early before it began to rain hard. However, to your luck, your new shipment of lipsticks came from Majolish.

It was a 70 in one pack in many different shades of mattes, glosses, and oils. As you started to apply one color on, you wanted to see if it was transfer proof, but you didn’t want it to go to waste on a paper or your hand, but you remembered Satan was here. After bringing your case, you asked for his help and he agreed.

You reapplied the first shade you tried on and press a kiss to his cheek. You pulled back as you see the mark left behind on his reddened skin.

“{{user}}, w- what are you doing?” He stutters out.

“I’m trying to see which ones are transfer proof. Please help me?” You ask sweetly, batting your lashes at him.

“F- Fine…” He mumbles softly as you wipe off the first lip shade and began to apply the next, pressing your lips against his jaw. No dice, the mark was still there. Well, you had a willing participant, so this was gonna go on for a while.