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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ here comes brianna just wandering into the library/study, half-naked as usual, though she has her heels on at the moment. doesn't look very ready, but that's because she's been attempting to find her MIA brother. ]

[ ping! spots said brother and saunters on over to him and stands there, hands on her hips, though she looks amused instead of irritated. ]

Hey handsome.

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow, but only seems to give three of them the barest of glances before reaching forward to smooth the creases of the third (http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff82/toyboxed/PR/1181_large_image.jpg) one. ]

No zippers on these. That's unfortunate.

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[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

No? [ glances at it, giving a pout. ] That's no fun~

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ sits on the edge of the bed, shifting the rest of the dresses away. ]

Guess you'll just have to help me anyway. I could get trapped in those straps.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ bends at the waist to brace his hands against the mattress on either side of her thighs, craning his head up a little to meet her eyes. ]

Must I?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Yes. [ reaches the rest of the way to nuzzle their noses together. ] It's not as fun as taking it off for me, but this will have to do.

For now.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ voice drops in volume, words spoken softly. ]

Is that a promise?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ whispers in reply: ]

If you can wait.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ leans away, satisfied. ]

I'm sure I'll manage.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow and smiles, shifting a bit to inspect the dress. ]

Hmm. I can't wear a bra with this one...

[ almost sounds disappointed. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ has wandered to the bathroom attached to the room, tilting his head a fraction at his reflection. ]

I didn't think that was a problem.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ sighs, reaching behind her back to snap off her bra. looks at it sadly. ]

I feel uneven.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ gives the mirror one more look before slowly undoing the buttons of his dress shirt to slip it off. ]

It doesn't show.

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

But what will my poor bra do without the underwear? They're a set, after all.

[ pauses, as if debating something. ]

Maybe I shouldn't wear my underwear, then. Hmm.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ strolls out of the bathroom & lays the shirt on the bed. ]

Have you decided?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ sighs, as if it's a big deal. ]

Yes, I suppose I'll leave it in your room so it won't be lonely. I'll return the bottom half later tonight.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it'd feel right at home.

[ inspects his closet for a moment before picking something out. ]

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ gingerly places the bra on top of the other (rejected) dresses. decides to inspect him for now instead of getting dressed. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ turns to face her with his pick of a shirt in hand. ]

Your verdict?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Mmm... [ tilts head to the side, looking it up and down. ] Perfect~!

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ slips into it then, buttoning it up to the center of his chest before fiddling with the cuffs. nods to himself as if in silent agreement with a thought. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Now. [ meets her eyes & smiles a little. ]

Ready to be dressed, princess?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

Oh my, it's my turn, now?

[ stretches and stands, arms lifting up with a smirk on her face. ]

Do it to me.

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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Always so eager, hm?

[ makes it a point to circle around her towards the dress slowly, eyes never leaving her form.

picks up the dress carefully as not to wrinkle it, he slips it down her arms & body; hands trail down her side to help smooth out the process. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ takes half a step closer to her back, close enough to be sharing body heat but not to touch. whispers in her ear: ]

Feels good?

[prideofbeauty.livejournal.com]

[ --ah, she gasps with the touch/his breath & shivers a bit, twisting her head slightly to attempt to look at his face.

whispers back, though her words are a bit breathless. ]

You have no idea.