Chérie// mbappe fanfiction

Chapter 4

I'm putting on my nice black dress for tonight's party. It's quite short and it has some nice roses on it. But then I realize it has a zipper.

I can't reach it.

"Dang it."

"What's wrong?" I hear coming from the door opening.

I turn around and see Mbappe leaning against the door opening with a hand in his pocket.

He's in an all black suit. He looks very handsome, although I'd never admit that to him.

"It's my zipper, I can't reach it." I sigh.

He walks up to me.

"Stay still."

He grabs my hair and moves it over one of my shoulders.

"Careful, I just did my hair."

"Yeah, yeah" he rolls his eyes.

I feel his breath on my neck and he positions one of his hot hands against my bare shoulder.

A shiver goes through my body.

I feel his big hand gripping the zipper and pulling it up.

"All done."

"Thank you. Now that you're here, do you mind putting on my necklace?"

"Everything for ms princess."

I chuckle and hand him my necklace. He puts it around my neck.

I turn around to face him.

"So how do I look?"

"Ugly, as always."

Of course, what else did I expect.

"Kidding, you look beautiful. Although you're missing some lipstick."

I hand him my lipstick as a challenge.

He looks up at me and gives me a lopsided smile.

He moves closer to me and opens the lipstick. I can feel his breath on my face. It's nice and minty. And then I smell his cologne. It's very nice, oh how I love it when a man smells good.

He moves the lipstick to my lips and I see his lips pursing and the tip of his tongue just out of his mouth. His looks full concentration.

I feel the nerves and start laughing.

"What?" He asks offended.

"Nothing, nothing continue."

When he's done I turn around and look in the mirror.

"Looks perfect, good job."

He gives me a smile. "Merci."

Then I walk up to him.

"Hold on, before you go I need to fix your collar."

I stand in front of him for a second after fixing his collar. He looks down at me. He's a bit taller than me, even when I'm wearing heels.

His eyes drop down to my lips.

"No, no we're not doing that. We just fixed my lipstick and it's an expensive one."

"Amour, I can buy you all lipstick you want, but alright."

My heart skips a beat at hearing him say that. His French accent is so hot.

"We should leave." I quickly say.

"We should, yeah."