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bakerstreet2021-05-10 05:49 am
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You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
shippy clothes swap.
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dontcryformememetina) wrote in bakerstreet2021-05-10 05:49 am
shippy clothes swap.
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aether; genshin impact
rena ryugu | higurashi no naku koro ni
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Keiichi-kun's shirt is baggy on Rena, isn't it? Ehehe.
[ The two of them are facing away from each other, with Rena adjusting Keiichi's red undershirt over her shoulders. Keiichi is significantly taller than she is, so it only makes sense that his clothes wouldn't fit her well. It droops over one side, exposing her collarbone, and hangs over her legs like a short dress would. It also...
...smells just like Keiichi. Warm too, like sunshine.
Resisting the urge to lift the neckline to her nose to breathe in his scent, Rena glances over at Keiichi's slacks instead. If his shirt is big, it would probably be pointless if she tried to shimmy them on... They'd fall right back down. Thankfully, his undershirt should be enough, even if her thighs feel a little chilly. ]
I'm going to turn around, okay? Okay?
[ But the second Rena does, her heart leaps into her throat. ]
K-K-K-Keiichi-kuuun! Ah—ah! Rena's dress...!
hell yes
[ Being no stranger to crossdressing anymore, the embarrassment from simply wearing women's clothing is no longer something that affects Keiichi's delicate male psyche like it used to. But... something is different about this. This felt... more embarrassing than your average maid costume, or even Mion's school swimsuit. Even though it's just a dress. Rena's dress. Keiichi quickly notes the familiar smell, the same as the strawberry scented lotion Rena uses.
What might perturb Keiichi most of all, though, is the fact that her clothes aren't ridiculously tight on him somehow (minus the shorts, of course). However, he's still tall enough that the slit in her dress reveals a nice little view of his midriff.
He manages to put on Rena's ensemble in record time, and turns around just after she does. ]
Yeah, yeah! You wanna take me home!! I get it— Ah... W-Were my pants too big for you?
[ He says, fully taking in the sight before him. He wants to do the gentlemanly thing and not stare, but it's a little hard when those perfect thighs are right there. ]
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[ She had been expecting her dress not to fit him either, but the result turned out even better than she thought it would. Keiichi's body, taller and slender in comparison to her petite stature and curves, can be seen clearly under the fabric he wears. The faint lines under his chest are erotic in their own right, but it's the glimpse of Keiichi's midriff that really gets Rena going.
She's thankful all over again that Keiichi moved to Hinamizawa... from a city, no less. If he had played here originally, he'd be a little muscled like the other rural villagers. Instead, Keiichi's body is essentially smooth and soft due to lack of physical activity. Mion has the right idea dressing him in girl's clothes so often. His belly really is too cute!
Keiichi's huffy reply tapers off into a question and it's Rena's turn to feel self-conscious. ]
...Ehehe. Keiichi-kun's pants are a bit too big for Rena. But it's okay! See, Keiichi-kun's undershirt is like a dress.
[ She reaches down to pull at the hem of his shirt, swaying side to side. It's unintentionally coquettish. ]
I think Mii-chan would say this still counts as the penalty. What do you think?
[ Would Keiichi want Rena to cover up her thighs? ]
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Well, it's not like I mind or anything, but... A-Are you sure you're comfortable, Rena? I-I mean, you must be kind of cold too, after all... ahahaha!
[ He laughs, nervously scratching the back of his head. There's a bright red blush adorning his face, and he still can't look at her. ]
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How nice would that be? To be warm and wrapped up in Keiichi's scent? ]
Mmm, it's comfortable. [ Her voice is a little softer as she answers, less cutesy and excitable. There's a small smile on Rena's face as she admires herself. ] If I sit down, my legs won't be chilly. And...
[ Rena pulls the collar up to press her face into it, nuzzling. She couldn't resist anymore. ]
...it smells just like you, Keiichi-kun. That makes me happy.
[ Satisfied, she pulls back enough to look at him again. Keiichi's face is redder than his shirt. ]
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[ Keiichi feels warm all over. Not just his face, but his body too. Did Rena really mean that? She likes his scent that much...? He never really thought he had a particular smell about him, and if he does, it probably isn't anything special.
But Rena likes it. That... makes him happy. And a little embarrassed. ]
Yours too. I mean, your clothes, they smell like you too... it's nice. Even if they're kinda uncomfortable, hehe!
[ Keiichi gives her his signature goofy smile. He's still a little flustered, but the atmosphere between him and Rena feels more comfortable. ]
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Then... Do you mind? If Rena gets a closer look? Do you?
[ Saying so, she approaches him and reaches out, settling her palms on his forearms and sliding them down until she's holding his hands. Rena leans forward and looks up at Keiichi from beneath her lashes, both observing his reactions and admiring his face.
Then, Rena lets go of his left hand... and touches his waist. ]
Keiichi-kun's hips are narrow, aren't they? It's really cute.
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Her hands are warm. ]
Y-You think so? Well, I am a guy after all, ahaha...
[ On the topic of hips, Rena's were anything but narrow. Keiichi found himself staring at them on more than one occasion, mesmerized by her swaying as she walked. He always felt a little guilty about it, but who could blame him? ]
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Ehehe... It's okay, Keiichi-kun. It's just Rena—just me.
[ Her thumb rubs a circle into his side before moving from his waist to his exposed midriff. Rena's fingers gently, slowly, slide over his skin. Just as he may find her warm, Keiichi's body feels impeccably hot. Is it because he's embarrassed? Or could it be something more? Could that be why... she can hardly contain herself?
Rena may play the part of a goofball—fitting, considering Keiichi does, too—but she has an eye for situations like these. Keiichi's nervous laughter, his pink cheeks... It's true; he really is irresistible. ]
But you're right... Because you're a boy, our bodies grow differently. It makes me a little curious.
[ She teasingly circles his navel. ]
...I want to see more of you, Keiichi-kun. Is it that okay? I'll stop here if it's too much.
Dabi | BNHA
Galahad du Lac | Gen Arthuriana/MoA
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here we goooooo
Suddenly, where his simple brown tunic and breeches were before, is a long gown that the chill late Spring wind cuts through as if he weren't wearing anything at all. The knight trips over the long, entirely sheer red dress almost immediately. The imminent faceplanting isn't helped by the new weight on his head and sudden appearance of long weapons crossed over his back. Dust springs up around Galahad as he goes down with a grunt, feet of delicate, soft fabric swirling in the air behind him. The overturned soil is soft enough that it doesn't hurt, but pain is the least of what's confusing him right now.]
Och-- [Galahad smooths his hands over the weight on his head, sitting stock-still in confusion as his fingers find the shape of... a crown? What on Earth is happening here?
It'll take a moment or two for the utterly revealing nature of the outfit to kick in. Right now he's focusing on trying to find his feet with lengths of sheer fabric twisting around his legs.]
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The absence of clothing isn't something the angel notices when she gets up out of bed to find a drink. Shuffling toward the kitchen he notices the absence of his partner but in these hours of the morning assumes he is in the farmstead tending chores or animals. Pouring a glass of wine, Beelzebub makes her way to collect her kilt and wrap her torso in fur. She hated it but the nudity flustered the poor knight so much that she obliged. Not only for his sake, but she would also have to be sure to do the same in Camelot.
Dressed, drink in hand, Beelzebub heads out of the house to try and find Galahad on the property.]
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Not three minutes later, Beelzebub will find Galahad making his way towards their home with a shovel held strategically in his hands, the length of it crossing his body.]
Beelzebub! [How does he even begin to explain how he's suddenly in some of his fiancé's clothes, crown inclusive?] Good-- um, good morning...
[Nailed it.]
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