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[The flush goes all the way to his ears, but he does indeed lean in to lap carefully at her fingers,]

[This gets her full attention, both her gaze and breathing heavy at the pink of his tongue against her skin.

She lifts her hand up to his mouth, prodding light at the plush of his lower lip in another offer]

[He takes it, readily - laps with fastidious little swipes of his tongue, intent and focused]

[Her eyes stay locked on each one, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as he works.]

--You should put on one of those dresses, or you ain't never gonna make it that far.

[She does not look particularly against that option, hardly as unaffected as she'd been going for earlier. Regardless, she pulls her hand back, offering him the closest of the gowns, the short, flippy white one]

[He hesitates - reaches out to take it, flush going darker]

Should I like...

[He hesitates - glances down at the underwear]

Should I keep these on? Or...

You did make a real big mess out of 'em... Better nix those guys, think they're done.

Yeah... yeah.

They're, uh - kinda a mess.

[He bites down on his lip, self-conscious - reaches toward the underwear, shimmying carefully out of them]

[Watches the shift of his hips and the line of his back,]

[He straightens up when he's done, still flushed]

You think I oughtta get another pair, or just...?

[Indicates the dress]

[Looks him up and down again, gaze heavy and lingering]

...You better go without. 'Specially if you're just gonna make a mess again.

Ah... right.

Then - right.

[The flush goes darker; he swallows, with effort]

[Then he picks the dress up, hesitant, and starts to squirm into it]

[Watches as he works it over his head, and down his chest, and past his hips, and that's about where the fabric runs out]

[She hums, appreciative]

[...oh]

[There is not much of it,]

...uh.

[Flips his skirt]

...Xia!!

[WOW is he blushing, scrambling to put it back down,]

[Grins]

Ready to show off to your fans, then?

Not that much...!

[Snickers but drops a peck on his cheek, smoothing out any remaining wrinkles in the fabric]

Nah...not that much.

[She fingercombs through his hair, and takes a wipe to make sure there's no questionable stains over his face or elsewhere, before doing a last check in the mirror]

There. Now you look respectable, right?

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[Tugging the skirt down a little,]

This really count as respectable?

[Trails her fingers high on his thigh]

Respectably good...

Guess, uh. Guess that's gonna have to work.

For now...

[Gooses him again before straightening her lapels]

Think I look okay?

[The flush goes darker still, when she gooses him,]

You look great.

Well, you look better.

[Drops a kiss on his temple]

C'mon, let's meet our adoring fans before that skirt starts becoming a problem.

[Taps at the small of his back. Perhaps finally time to leave the dressing room,]

[He hesitates for a long second or two before finally stepping out, tugging the skirt down as much as it will go,]

Long as we get where we're going quick, should be fine.

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