[ he responds with his usual insistence that she looks fine. of which she does not doubt—she never looks like she has a hair out of place, if she can help it. and she knows he's sincere, consistent; he will say the same thing when they wake in the morning and she's as lovingly rumpled as their bedsheets.
her need to primp isn't because she thinks he's wrong or that she lacks confidence. more that it does feel nice for her to take extra time to dress up and do her makeup and extravagant beauty rituals—all so she can watch him fluster and blush. or look at her with a rapturous gaze that will darken over dinner. there's a satisfaction in it. ]
Such a charmer. [ she says, giving him an affectionate pat on the chest before finally stepping away. ]
We shall. [ Teia smiles, feeling that eager flutter under her skin. she stops by the door, though, turning a bit to cast a glance over her shoulder. ] Do try to relax, Vi, there will be plenty of time to get wound up while you're here.
[ and perhaps she'll be doing some winding up of her own, later. ]
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Date: 2025-01-11 01:22 am (UTC)her need to primp isn't because she thinks he's wrong or that she lacks confidence. more that it does feel nice for her to take extra time to dress up and do her makeup and extravagant beauty rituals—all so she can watch him fluster and blush. or look at her with a rapturous gaze that will darken over dinner. there's a satisfaction in it. ]
Such a charmer. [ she says, giving him an affectionate pat on the chest before finally stepping away. ]
We shall. [ Teia smiles, feeling that eager flutter under her skin. she stops by the door, though, turning a bit to cast a glance over her shoulder. ] Do try to relax, Vi, there will be plenty of time to get wound up while you're here.
[ and perhaps she'll be doing some winding up of her own, later. ]