You pulled up in the parking lot of your local shopping mall. Reece turned off the ignition, put the handbrake up and undid his seatbelt. He got out of the car and came round your side, opening your door and offering a hand to help you out with. You smiled and held his palm, kissing his cheek as he used his free digits to shut the door behind you.
"I can't wait to treat my girl this evening," he grinned, making circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. You smiled at the glee on his face and pecked his cheek once more.
"You're adorable Reecey, you really are."
His beam grew even wider as you entered the lift up to the shopping level. He leaned down to kiss you as the doors closed, but then a young family walked in and he instantly stopped and moved away, though he kept a hand on the small of you back.
The first stop on your shopping spree was Pull & Bear. You filtered through paper bag trousers and long sleeved shirts ready for the winter months. You couldn't wait for your first Christmas with Reece. You tried on a few things and Reece insisted on paying for anything you wanted, despite you very defiantly protesting.
"Tonight is all about me treating you, baby. I've been waiting all tour to take you out and now I'm doing it. I'm paying whether you like it or not," he explained as you walked away from P&B and towards Urban Outfitters.
He was right. He'd been on tour in the US with the Vamps for months and always told you how much he wanted to treat you when he got back. With Reece, it's difficult to tell what a treat is now. He does this stuff for you constantly, but he says that his gestures are just him being polite.
You walked through the door to Urban Outfitters. It was you and Reece's favourite shop. You picked out the things you liked instantly - a couple of skirts, some turtle necks, cami tops and the odd t-shirt - while Reece followed you round, suggesting the things he thought you'd look nice in, which, transparently, was everything. He picked out a jacket that you fell in love with and some other things and told you to try them on too. He chose his regular things: t-shirts, blouses and suit trousers. You knew you'd steal those t-shirts a lot.
You shared a changing room because you really didn't give a shit. You'd been together for months at this point, he'd seen you in less than just your underwear plenty of times.
He nodded approvingly at everything you put on, especially the skin tight tops and short skirts. The more revealing, the better, was the number one clothing rule when it came to Reece. If he can see your skin, it's beautiful. If he can't, it still is, it just gives him more to rip off later on.
Once he'd paid for your things (again, much to your dismay), he spotted a Victoria's Secret and immediately wanted you in there. He wanted you to try on lacy bras and underwear. Reece Bibby, everyone.
This time, he showed you everything he wanted to see you in, and then took you to the changing rooms with your hands filled with lace and ribbon.
The first thing you tried was a sexy one piece. It was black and lacy, his favourite material on you. You called him in once you'd somehow climbed your way into it.
He was speechless.
You urged him to speak - "So, what do you think?" - but there was no response. He simply let his hands naturally come to your waist and his eyes bore into your body, exposed and elegant. He lips captured yours so softly and swiftly your thought you'd imagined it, but you were snapped back into reality when he kissed your neck and lightly squeezed your arse. You moaned into his mouth, then pushed his hands away. "Not here," you panted. He pulled puppy dog eyes.
"But you look so beautiful and I just want to kiss you," he pleaded. You gave in and pushed your lips onto his eagerly.
"I'm buying you every set I picked out for you. Period."
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You were back home after a couple of hours shopping. He took you out for dinner. Five Guys, a classic.
You went back to your house as it was now around 9pm and it was pretty much pitch black. He hated the thought of you walking home in the dark, especially with all the shopping bags. That's like asking the get mugged.
"What's all this?" Your mum exclaimed as you dumped all the bags on the kitchen table. He'd also taken you to New Look, Topshop, and Missguided to make up for all the missed shopping sprees while he was away.
"Reece wanted to treat me and um... yeah we got a bit excited," You explained with a giggle.
"I hope you didn't make him pay!" Your mum said, confused.
"No no, Mrs Y/l/n. I wanted to. I bought a lot of these things for her without her even wanting me to. It's to make up for lost time while I was away," your boyfriend clarified.
"Well, I suppose it's quite alright then. Thank you, Reece,"
"You're welcome."
You and Reece heaved all the bags upstairs to your room where you chucked them all on the floor lazily.
"So how about we try out some of your new lingerie?"
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kinda dirty, kinda fluffy. felt like writing it 🤷🏻♀️
enjoy!!
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