Bini Imagines or AU's

Loicey

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Stacey yawned, stretching her arms above her head as she settled into the plush chair in front of the dressing room mirror. Today was a big day—her photoshoot for Maloi's new fashion line. The atmosphere buzzed with energy as her stylist and makeup artist flitted around, adding the final touches to her already stunning look. Stacey took a moment to admire herself in the mirror; the glow of the lights reflected off her features, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement.

"Just a little more mascara!" her stylist chirped, applying the finishing touches to her makeup. Stacey chuckled to herself. If there was one thing she didn't need, it was more makeup—she was already naturally gorgeous. But she appreciated the effort.

Minutes later, dressed in a stunning outfit crafted from Maloi's latest collection, Stacey stepped out of the dressing room. The main room was bustling, filled with producers, photographers, and crew members bustling around, preparing for the shoot.

Stacey listened intently as the photographer explained the concepts for the day. She couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach. With every pose he suggested, she felt herself growing more and more excited. But then something caught her eye.

Among the crowd of producers, her gaze landed on a figure seated calmly in the back, an air of confidence emanating from her. Stacey's heart skipped a beat as she recognized her fiancée, Maloi. There was something about the way Maloi watched her, a blend of pride and affection that made Stacey feel like the only person in the room.

After a grueling two-hour photoshoot, filled with laughter and a few mishaps, Stacey finally heard the words she had been waiting for. "And that's a wrap!" the photographer called out, clapping his hands.

Stacey waved goodbye to her team as they began to pack up, a satisfied smile plastered across her face. She couldn't wait to see Maloi again. As she made her way back to the dressing room, the excitement bubbled in her chest.

Opening the door, she stepped inside, only to realize she was alone—or so she thought.

"Hey, Princess..." a sweet, familiar voice floated through the air, causing Stacey to turn around, her heart racing.

"Hello, my love," she replied, a grin breaking across her face as she caught sight of Maloi. The older woman was the epitome of elegance, with her designer suit tailored perfectly to her figure, radiating an aura of confidence and power.

"How's my gorgeous fiancée doing?" Maloi asked, moving closer to Stacey and placing her hands gently on her shoulders. Stacey shivered at the touch, feeling a warmth radiate from Maloi's hands as she began to massage her shoulders.

"Good... especially because you're here, CEO," Stacey teased, glancing at Maloi's reflection in the mirror. The intimacy of the moment made her heart flutter.

Maloi smirked, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Stacey's head before nibbling playfully on her ear, eliciting a soft gasp from Stacey. "You always look good whenever you wear my designs, hun..." Maloi murmured, her voice sultry. "But I prefer what's underneath."

Stacey felt her breath hitch at the suggestion, her cheeks flushing with heat. "Maloi!" she whined, biting her lip, trying to suppress the laughter bubbling up within her.

Maloi leaned in closer, her warm breath brushing against Stacey's skin as she gently bit her earlobe. "What? I can't help it if my beautiful fiancée drives me wild," she teased, pulling back just enough to look Stacey in the eyes, their gazes locking.

Without another word, Stacey spun her chair around, her heart racing. She reached for Maloi, pulling her down until their lips met in a long, passionate kiss. Stacey's fingers tangled in Maloi's hair as she deepened the kiss, pouring all the love and longing she felt into that single moment.