Post by Kara on Mar 9, 2011 17:03:52 GMT 10
Title: Of bets and dresses
Rating: PG
Word Count: 327
Pairing: Dom/Evin- Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Compelled by a silly little bet, Dom and Evin find themselves in dresses.
It had been a bet, a silly and stupid bet, but fun none the less.
The two men stood in Dom’s room, staring at each other in a mix of shock and humour.
Evin wore a long and slim fitting backless dress of silvery blue silk with a low neckline.
Dom wore a dark blue silky dress that hugged his figure tightly.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Dom muttered, eyeing his very low neckline with disgust.
“A bet is a bet,” Evin replied. He grinned, pointing at Dom's chest, “Stop fidgeting, it’s not like you’ve got anything to hide.”
Dom simply glared.
“Now, my darling, let’s get this over with,” Evin held out his arm while trying a clumsy courtesy.
Dom gripped Evin’s arm, digging his nails into the man’s flesh.
They left Dom’s room and walked down the near mess hall.
Catcalls and whistles echoed through the mess hall as the two entered.
Of course the King’s Own and the Rider’s knew about the bet, they had been the one’s to force both Evin and Dom into accepting.
Both men scowled when Wolset’s unmistakeable voice asked Dom for his hand in marriage.
Taking a tray of food the men awkwardly sat down, alone, purposefully sitting away from the other men.
They were so absorbed in ignoring everyone that they jumped when Wyldon’s voice asked, “Why are you two men wearing dresses?”
“The dress was so beautifully made, and I fear it would be a waste to not wear such a fine creation,” Evin said, his voice pitched high and giggly, his face the picture of innocence.
Wyldon scowled, “Get changed, both of you.”
“We will, tomorrow, my lord,” Dom said.
As the two men turned to leave, Wyldon’s voice shouted, “I want to see you out of those dresses now!”
Dom eyed the older man from head to toe, his voice crisp and lofty, he cried, “Not for you or any other man!”
QC by: inthefire
Rating: PG
Word Count: 327
Pairing: Dom/Evin- Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: Compelled by a silly little bet, Dom and Evin find themselves in dresses.
It had been a bet, a silly and stupid bet, but fun none the less.
The two men stood in Dom’s room, staring at each other in a mix of shock and humour.
Evin wore a long and slim fitting backless dress of silvery blue silk with a low neckline.
Dom wore a dark blue silky dress that hugged his figure tightly.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Dom muttered, eyeing his very low neckline with disgust.
“A bet is a bet,” Evin replied. He grinned, pointing at Dom's chest, “Stop fidgeting, it’s not like you’ve got anything to hide.”
Dom simply glared.
“Now, my darling, let’s get this over with,” Evin held out his arm while trying a clumsy courtesy.
Dom gripped Evin’s arm, digging his nails into the man’s flesh.
They left Dom’s room and walked down the near mess hall.
Catcalls and whistles echoed through the mess hall as the two entered.
Of course the King’s Own and the Rider’s knew about the bet, they had been the one’s to force both Evin and Dom into accepting.
Both men scowled when Wolset’s unmistakeable voice asked Dom for his hand in marriage.
Taking a tray of food the men awkwardly sat down, alone, purposefully sitting away from the other men.
They were so absorbed in ignoring everyone that they jumped when Wyldon’s voice asked, “Why are you two men wearing dresses?”
“The dress was so beautifully made, and I fear it would be a waste to not wear such a fine creation,” Evin said, his voice pitched high and giggly, his face the picture of innocence.
Wyldon scowled, “Get changed, both of you.”
“We will, tomorrow, my lord,” Dom said.
As the two men turned to leave, Wyldon’s voice shouted, “I want to see you out of those dresses now!”
Dom eyed the older man from head to toe, his voice crisp and lofty, he cried, “Not for you or any other man!”
QC by: inthefire