Lights, Camera, Orc-tion!

12: Lingerie (NSFW)

Tension wrought through Avicia's shoulders, all day at work on the following Monday.

Every time he came close, her heartbeat picked up and heat knit down her spine. She'd be forced to turn away, traitorous flush nipping at her lips, whenever he so much as glanced her direction. More than once, she had beat a hasty retreat as he approached, claiming she had to go do something if Kahdreg said something.

And she was certain the rest of the crew picked up on her awkwardness. Whispered words behind hands and semi-amused looks followed every interaction.

It felt like being back in high school.

But it was her fault. She was the one who took Kahdreg lingerie shopping. And that had severely bit her in the ass. Try as she might, memories of yesterday continued to light into her thoughts, bringing with it butterflies and squirming sensations.

She wasn't the only one still dwelling on yesterday.

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Despite the fact the whole situation had been at her prompting, she was still breathless with excitement. Behind her, the shifting sound of Kahdreg undressing and redressing sent tingles along her back, making her heart stutter. Likewise, her own movements felt jittery. She had already tried on six other lingerie looks, stepping out of the dressing room to show them off to Kahdreg.

All had shown varying levels of skin, but they all showed more skin than she'd ever flashed in her boss's direction. She eased her own awkwardness by remembering they were pretending to date. She'd do these same things if they were truly an item. Acting like this made their farce all the more believable! That's what she told herself, at least.

Kahdreg, on the other hand, was struggling. With each of Avicia's wardrobe changes, heat frothed inside them. Even though the bitterness still lingered over her materialistic desires. It was hard to complain, considering the show she was putting on for them.

But then she needled them to find something to try on themselves. Of course, she was pushing them a bit. Trying to find their breaking point with eroticism or being turned on, before they couldn't help tipping over into temptation.

They'd done a stand-up job, keeping their hands to themselves and even keeping their words on the clean side of flirtation. Which prompted Avicia to toe the line, nudge a little further each time.

How much could they take until they got naughty? Until their eyes lingered a little longer or they dared to brush fingers against her skin? Until the tentative testing became more intent?

She shook her head, trying not to consider what her reaction would be if they finally gave in.

Across the small dressing room, Kahdreg struggled in the heat of their thoughts as they wriggled into their chosen lacy bodysuit. How could the woman's teasing and challenging grin be so powerful? Not only convincing Kahdreg to don something fit for a boudoir in front of her, but to share a dressing room as well.

At that thought, the noise from the rest of the store sifted into their consciousness. For a Sunday, it wasn't terribly busy. Surprisingly. There were only a few patrons browsing the racks when Avicia convinced them to duck into her dressing room. Likely, the employees were too exhausted from the weekend to bother with a couple presumably fooling around in the stalls.

Then again, it hadn't taken too much convincing for them to bend to her ploy. Even if there had been a sense of displeasure from the employees, they'd have been hard-pressed to deny Avicia. In fact, there was an excited hitch to Kahdreg's breathing.