"Teenie," she whispered into the other woman's hair. "You look simply gorgeous."
Tina rolled her eyes. Ignored Queenie and settled her focus on the mirror instead. She raised her arms and surveyed the neckline of her dress. Frowned when she lowered them again, the wide exposed V of her skin and collarbone.
It was way too revealing, she thought. Queenie tsked and reluctantly waved over some pins to tug the straps upward.
"That's the point, hon," she whispered, first into Tina's ear. Then she whispered again and stroked her hair, most likely to distract her from the decreasing opacity of her outfit.
Stop that, Tina scolded, but her eyes were light with a hint of a smile, and Queenie, still behind her, gazed at their joint reflections in the mirror. Her arm caressed Tina's own, and her hand Tina caught and held tight.
"How 'bout just here, then," Queenie said teasingly. Brushed her fingers across Tina's abdomen, and the section of cloth there faded into transparency and exposed her navel. As her fingers started to trail upwards to cup her bosom, creating a clear path in the silk, and Tina sighed and leaned her head back against Queenie's shoulder. They were silent, but Tina channeled some particularly loud thoughts and Queenie giggled.
Re: Tina/Queenie - anything!
Tina rolled her eyes. Ignored Queenie and settled her focus on the mirror instead. She raised her arms and surveyed the neckline of her dress. Frowned when she lowered them again, the wide exposed V of her skin and collarbone.
It was way too revealing, she thought. Queenie tsked and reluctantly waved over some pins to tug the straps upward.
"That's the point, hon," she whispered, first into Tina's ear. Then she whispered again and stroked her hair, most likely to distract her from the decreasing opacity of her outfit.
Stop that, Tina scolded, but her eyes were light with a hint of a smile, and Queenie, still behind her, gazed at their joint reflections in the mirror. Her arm caressed Tina's own, and her hand Tina caught and held tight.
"How 'bout just here, then," Queenie said teasingly. Brushed her fingers across Tina's abdomen, and the section of cloth there faded into transparency and exposed her navel. As her fingers started to trail upwards to cup her bosom, creating a clear path in the silk, and Tina sighed and leaned her head back against Queenie's shoulder. They were silent, but Tina channeled some particularly loud thoughts and Queenie giggled.
"This is why I love playing dress-up, too."