A Continued Effort •

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*Warning! Soft Tom!*

As the weeks dragged on the outfits got more and more revealing, and Tom got more and more irritated with every new outfit I wore.

This week was the most revealing yet

When I walked out of my bedroom I heard a low, deep growl from the sofa

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When I walked out of my bedroom I heard a low, deep growl from the sofa.

My plan was very clearly working, and as of this night he'd figured out what my goal was.

"OK! These clearly aren't 'nightwear' anymore! What is it you want Y/N?"

"I'm sure you've already gathered what it is I want Tom."

When I reached up to get a glass from one of the cabinets I heard him growl again, this time it made me giggle.

"It's not funny!"

"You're right Tom, it's not funny, it's hilarious."

He got up and walked into his bedroom, slamming the door. I have no idea what he did in there, but I have some ideas.....

I kept doing the same thing week after week, by week 6 I was down to my last outfit and it showed more then I'd ever willingly showed him.

The only time he'd ever seen more of my body was when he'd pulled that shower curtain back when we were still in school.

The only time he'd ever seen more of my body was when he'd pulled that shower curtain back when we were still in school

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Before I even got the door completely open I heard him sigh in frustration.

"I swear to god Y/N if it's another one of those outfits you call 'sleepwear'...."

"Oh come on! This one's cute! It's green..."

"They've ALL been green!"

"Are you saying you don't want to see it?"

"I didn't say that"

"So? Yes you want to see it?" I asked, poking my head out of the door and around the corner

"Just get your damned water"

He was taking notes from some sort of book when I walked out of my bedroom, and he was doing everything he could to not look at me.

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