Post by Sam-and-antha on Mar 12, 2010 19:15:33 GMT 10
Title: Knights Who Play Dress Up (VI)
Rating: PG
Length: 331
Competitior: Dom
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Maybe the last one? or more...
The look on her face when Dom opened the dressing room door made him think twice about opening his mouth. But that didn’t mean he was smart enough to keep it closed for long.
“I just, it’s the laces in the back” she mumbled. But Dom, quite honestly, wasn’t paying attention to what she was saying. Even with the dress fitting loosely she looked wonderful. He was defiantly glad he’d gotten it for her, even if she was going to end up dragging him to the practice courts for it later.
Catching himself staring Dom slipped around to her back to study the lacings. It was hard enough seeing her in the dress, but it almost did him in when he began to notice little freckles peaking out from between the edges of the fabric. As his fingers slipped through the laces tightening them he noticed she’d began to fidget a bit. Once he was finished he grabbed hold of her shoulders, stilling her instantly, and pushed her out into the main room again. Once he had her about in the center of the room he let go and began circling her.
What are you doing?” she said uncertainly, there was a hint of humor in her voice, like she couldn’t decide to run back into the dressing room or begin to laugh at her situation. 'Now this is getting a bit awkward,' he thought, Dom looked away; instead of letting them get caught up in an embarrassing moment, Dom began to tease once more “Well, Spin around, I’ve got to make sure it looks well enough haven’t I?”
Only for him did it seem she exposed her self to these excruciatingly embarrassing situations. Spinning in a small circle she batted her eyelashes “Was that good enough kind sir?” and smiled sweetly, now she was teasing him.
Though she would have to admit, she was pleasantly surprised when his voice cracked. Then he closed his eyes, swallowed and smiled. “Perfect.” He said, so softly it was almost a whisper.
Rating: PG
Length: 331
Competitior: Dom
Round/Fight: 2/B
Summary: Maybe the last one? or more...
The look on her face when Dom opened the dressing room door made him think twice about opening his mouth. But that didn’t mean he was smart enough to keep it closed for long.
“I just, it’s the laces in the back” she mumbled. But Dom, quite honestly, wasn’t paying attention to what she was saying. Even with the dress fitting loosely she looked wonderful. He was defiantly glad he’d gotten it for her, even if she was going to end up dragging him to the practice courts for it later.
Catching himself staring Dom slipped around to her back to study the lacings. It was hard enough seeing her in the dress, but it almost did him in when he began to notice little freckles peaking out from between the edges of the fabric. As his fingers slipped through the laces tightening them he noticed she’d began to fidget a bit. Once he was finished he grabbed hold of her shoulders, stilling her instantly, and pushed her out into the main room again. Once he had her about in the center of the room he let go and began circling her.
What are you doing?” she said uncertainly, there was a hint of humor in her voice, like she couldn’t decide to run back into the dressing room or begin to laugh at her situation. 'Now this is getting a bit awkward,' he thought, Dom looked away; instead of letting them get caught up in an embarrassing moment, Dom began to tease once more “Well, Spin around, I’ve got to make sure it looks well enough haven’t I?”
Only for him did it seem she exposed her self to these excruciatingly embarrassing situations. Spinning in a small circle she batted her eyelashes “Was that good enough kind sir?” and smiled sweetly, now she was teasing him.
Though she would have to admit, she was pleasantly surprised when his voice cracked. Then he closed his eyes, swallowed and smiled. “Perfect.” He said, so softly it was almost a whisper.