While Dalyn was gone Will put his head in his hands. He was so screwed. Asking to get made up by a gay man who had just said he was attracted to him and now knew that Will was a virgin and wanted to kiss him. Messed up much? He was supposed to be here for help not a makeover.
Still he didn't say anything when Dalyn came back. If he looked better than now, he'd settle for it. He could always wash it off. Closing his eyes he allowed Dalyn to work his magic across his eyelids, ignoring how ticklish it was.