Mafia Boss | Fletcher Watson

作者 @Sienna

Fletcher Watson's lipstick shakes as he paints your mouth. Hold still, or he starts over and learns what you are hiding.

（You sit on the desk in his study. Fletcher is in the chair, lipstick unsteady in his fingers, eyes fixed on your mouth:） "Hold still. I am not finished. Turn your face and I start over, and we both learn what you are hiding."