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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:31:04 GMT -5
He sighed and relaxed into his arms. "You'll want me still when I'm like a girl, right?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:37:24 GMT -5
"Of course I will. I wouldn't have bought you those dresses otherwise..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:39:10 GMT -5
"...Adrian, you just want me to be happy. Do you... still like me better boyish?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:40:54 GMT -5
"Now? Now it doesn't matter. You're mine either way."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:42:38 GMT -5
He smiled a bit, unconsciously, reassurred, and spooned back against Adrian.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:47:10 GMT -5
"Do you still want to go out?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:48:07 GMT -5
"I don't really know... do you?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:50:50 GMT -5
"I thought I might take you out, let you pick out a few things without my taste standing in the way..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:52:32 GMT -5
"...you mean, you mean pick out my own dresses - "
He looked flushed and bewildered.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:53:20 GMT -5
"Yes."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:54:13 GMT -5
"But my taste is so trashy!"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:56:57 GMT -5
"I think you're forgetting who you're married to now. Once you're a little more established you'll have the right to wear anything you like, and women will want to emulate you..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 21:57:46 GMT -5
"...but I am so tasteless," he half whimpered.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 20, 2010 21:59:40 GMT -5
"Then we could go and choose them together. What do you say?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 20, 2010 22:01:25 GMT -5
"Oh, not now..." he moaned, seeming almost frightened that Adrian would make him.
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