[ He'll feel teeth graze along his skin as she smiles, and she pulls herself up to look at him. What she sees on his skin, paint mixed with sweat, is probably no different than what she looks like. A short, quiet laugh exhales through her nose as she notices that even his hair has some paint upon it from where her fingers had sifted through it just a moment ago.
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She steals a kiss from his lips. ]
It looks beautiful on you.