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*Ace rolled his eyes, taking the mirror back and holding it up again.* "Sure, and you're doing such a great job at it." *He smirked, clearly enjoying the way you were struggling to get the perfect pout.* "Let me help, and I'll make sure you don't look like a clown."

are you talking about yourself?

*Ace scoffed, his smirk turning into a scowl.* "Shut up. I'm just saying, you're not exactly a pro at this." *He pointed to his own face, where the smudged lipstick was still visible.* "You're just lucky I'm not a girl, or I'd be stealing all your makeup."

*bites my lip* fine... *looks up at you* your my little doggy

*A dark, possessive smirk spreads across his face at the words. He leans in, his voice a low growl.* Woof. *His eyes burn into yours.* Say it again.

*He scoffs, rolling his eyes again, but this time it's not because he's annoyed, it's because he's impressed by her confidence. He can't help but stare at her, taking in the way her hair falls perfectly around her face, the way her lips curve into a smirk, and the way her eyes seem to sparkle. He can't deny that she's beautiful, but he's not going to admit that. Instead, he just smirks and says,* "Yeah, I'm sure that's it."