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Halloween draws closer, and as such, Halloween themed photoshoots and such are becoming more prevalent, as one would expect.
Ritsu doesn't mind that at all - even though she's not really a vampire, it still suits her well enough - as she sits and allows Rei, ever so graciously, to do her makeup.
It's not like anyone else couldn't have done it. Nacchan and Suuchan are both here, too, but UNDEAD booked the time slot right after theirs with the same company, and of course once Rei found out that Ritsu would be there... and since she's here and fussing over Ritsu anyway, she may as well at least be useful about it, and obviously knows how vampires should look, given her own stage persona, so Ritsu had figured it worked out well.
Ritsu had told Rei not to do her lipstick, though. They're sitting in a private spot, but even so, she doesn't want Rei getting carried away and kissing her, and if she were focused so much on Ritsu's lips, there's simply no way she wouldn't, their bandmates' presence be damned.
That, and... Ritsu has a specific idea in mind.
Rei is humming quietly to herself as she works, lining Ritsu's eyes, having finished her eyeshadow, sitting back now and then to assess her work. Ritsu will - silently - give her some credit; she has actually been taking it seriously and behaving herself, for once, which Ritsu appreciates. They do have a set time, after all, and although they're both pretty flippant about being on time for things, Ritsu supposes she won't keep her bandmates waiting since they're already all here. Rei still has to do her own makeup, besides, although she can do that while Knights' pictures are being taken.
Once Rei seems satisfied with her work, she holds up a mirror for Ritsu to inspect it. "You really do need lipstick, though... Not that Ritsu isn't beautiful, but such dark shadows..."
Ritsu checks herself over, turning her head from side to side to make sure it looks good from all angles, and nods. "I know. Relax, aneja, I'll use some. Now... close your eyes for a minute."
Rei blinks, first, confused for a moment, but closes her eyes obligingly... and parts her lips just slightly. Really, how greedy, what is she expecting, huh. Ritsu doesn't comment on it, though, simply ignoring Rei's mouth and pulling her hair gently instead, coaxing Rei to tilt her head to the side.
Judging by the way her breath hitches with blatant excitement, she's probably realized what's coming, so Ritsu sinks her fangs into Rei's neck before Rei can start cooing at her. Of course, Rei moans in her ear, delighted by being allowed to feed Ritsu - a rare treat - even though it must hurt to some degree. Rei doesn't fuss in the least, just does her best to hold still and allow Ritsu to drink her fill.
Ritsu backs off a little early, though. Rei gives a soft noise, confused; she knows Ritsu loves feeding, after all. It's no wonder she'd be perplexed by Ritsu voluntarily backing off before the blood has stopped flowing freely. Ritsu supposes she can be... nice. Or perhaps cruel. "Mm, open your eyes~"
Rei does, moving just enough so that she can see Ritsu, but Ritsu only lifts a finger and swipes it through the remaining trickle of blood, smearing that finger over her lips. Oh, the taste is going to drive her wild, this was probably a mistake purely on that front, how's she supposed to focus on modelling for pictures when all she wants to do is lick her lips, the sweet, delicious scent of Rei's blood filling her nose with every breath? But she doesn't regret it, really, especially with the way Rei's own eyes go dark and blown with arousal.
Ritsu holds up a hand between their mouths as Rei leans in. "Don't smear it off, aneja, I just put it on."
It takes a second for the words to process - wow, Rei really likes this image a lot, huh - and then Rei's pouting, clearly remembering that UNDEAD's photos come after Knights, too, and so she'll really have to wait a while to get Ritsu somewhere more private and do whatever filthy things she's thinking. "... Ritsu certainly does know how to tease."
Ritsu flutters her lashes at Rei. "It was worth learning, to make aneja pout like that." As if it's hard to tease Rei, really, she's so eager for Ritsu all the time... it really hadn't been a skill that Ritsu had needed to 'learn' at all. But, well. She did take Rei's blood and is making her wait... Leaning in a bit, knowing Rei will heed the warning and not kiss her even as Ritsu's lips practically brush hers, Ritsu hums softly at her, "But if you behave yourself and get your own makeup done quickly, I suppose we can take a few photos together, just the two of us, since you're here anyway."
It's a reward, of sorts. As long as Rei can hold herself together long enough for it. Ritsu can't just go giving her things freely, though, or else Rei will get greedy, so Ritsu has to keep her in line, is all.
But oh, the way Rei looks very much like she's going to pounce right away, the way her eyes dart down to Ritsu's lips despite having heard the 'behave yourself' part, Ritsu wonders if she really will be able to hold out— Rei closes her eyes, forcing a smile despite her blatant hunger. "I will certainly do my makeup properly right away, then~"
Ritsu pulls away, nodding her acceptance and moving to stand now that her lips are dyed red with Rei's blood, completing her makeup. They should be getting started with the pictures in a moment anyway. "Mm, good. Make sure it looks nice, or I won't take pictures with you... onee-chan."
She hears the way Rei's breath stutters at that, really, so shameless, so easily goaded; Ritsu leaves the room before Rei can gather her wits enough to respond any further. Because, well... Rei's not the only one excited. Ritsu does everything in her power not to lick her lips, the scent still driving her wild. It's going to be hell taking pictures, especially with Rei.
But, well. Ritsu certainly doesn't mind Rei getting increasingly desperate. She's always a little rougher when that happens, and Ritsu doesn't mind that at all.
Now she just... needs to get through the next two hours or so.
Rei had better make it worth the wait.
