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You Drag Him Into Victoria's Secret

You Drag Him Into Victoria's Secret 

L U K E

'Okay one last stop.' You muttered, pulling him along next to you through the throng of people that had rushed to the mall Saturday afternoon. 'Then can we go to lunch I'm starving.' He whined, dragging his feet behind you. 'If you stop whining and pick up the pace we'll be done faster.' You smile at him, tugging him towards the last stop on your to-do list. 'Oh god.' He muttered, just barely audible. But he didn't stop walking as you moved into the store. 'Okay fine… you know what.' You stopped, turning to face him. He looked uncomfortable, but no one took notice besides you. 'Okay, how about you help me pick something out okay? Something you like?' You pulled him closer, a smirk starting to play on his lips. 'I think I can do that.' 

A S H T O N

'What about this one oh la la.' He laughed, holding up a bra that looked like it doubled as a medieval torture device. 'Well, first off, I figured you'd know better than anyone that that bra is not my size.' You smacked him gently on the back of the head as you passed. You were here for a reason, but he was distracted, playing with the angel wings attached to scantily clad mannequins and touching just about everything he passed. 'You're right, this is much too small.' He bent down, digging through one of the drawers of the display before pulling out the biggest bra he could find. 'Now come on, that one's not even cute.' You laughed. He tugged you towards him. His lips centimeters from your ear 'The bra isn't really the part I'm worried about.' He whispered. 

M I C H A E L

'What does… demi multi-way even mean?' He chuckled, throwing the bra back onto a messy pile. 'It means that it's a shitty bra.' You laughed, bending down and looking for the drawer with your size inside. 'But seriously, don't you just need to know like, the cup size or whatever?' He leaned against one of the displays, looking entirely out of place in the fluffy pink store. 'God no, I wish it was that simple.' You replied. He didn't quite hear you though, his eye finally catching the back room where they kept all the hardcore lingerie. 'Do you need anything from back here?' He asked, his voice floaty and breezy, his eyes distant as he walked through the displays. You walked up behind him, sliding your arms around his waist. 'I don't know, do I?'

C A L U M

'How do I look?' He held a thong up to the front of his body, turning slightly and pouting his lips. 'You'd look better if they weren't backwards.' You laughed, pulling the fabric from his hands before placing it back onto the table he had grabbed it from. 'Are you almost done?' He asked, snaking his arms around your waist and walking behind you. 'Depends.' You smirked, looking over your shoulder at him. 'On what exactly?' You had moved towards the back of the store, where it moved from t-shirt bras and everyday bra's to lacy lingerie and thigh highs. 'Do you want me to be done?'