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As always, bedtime came in the early morning for the Pinstripe and Summer. The night had been spent working even well after the casino closed, and the two were more than ready to tucker in for a few hours before getting right back to business. Well, after over an hour of beauty routines of course. Summer was last to be ready, and walked gracefully out the bathroom. They headed straight to the bed and sat on the edge. Just as their usual routine went, Summer sat and looked pretty while Pinstripe carefully brushed her tail. Once he was done, Summer turned around and pulled himself in Pinstripe’s lap, giggling as he got as cutely flustered as ever.
“You’re as shy as ever, handsome,” Summer teased, shifting a bit to show off their body more. She was nothing if not confident. “How many times have we been like this now? I’m surprised you’re not used to it at this point.”
“Youse the one always lookin’ so pretty… In those little dresses… They look so pretty on youse really…” Pinstripe seemed… distracted. It was easy for Summer to detect when something was on his mind.
They pouted a bit and held his face. “Peanut? Something wrong? You’re not thinking too hard about business are you?”
“No, no, not business…” Pinstripe’s fingers lingered on the lace at the bottom of Summer’s dress. “Just… was thinkin’... youse always out there makin’ pretty dresses and stuff seem fun… But I dunno…”
A spark lit in Summer’s eyes and he smiled fondly, giving Pinstripe a quick kiss. “Hey, that’s nothing to be embarrassed by!”
“I-I mean… I could never keep up with your beauty…” Pinstripe said, fidgeting nervously.
Summer laughed a bit. “I mean, no one can… but you know… If I called my tailor and arranged things… You’d come pretty damn close.” They said the last words gently and smiled as they watched Pinstripe melt. “What do you want? A gown? A cocktail dress?”
“One of these little silk pieces would be nice…”
The thought made Summer hum and wiggle closer. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist you in one of those, beautiful.”
“And if that’s the point?”
The two laughed as Summer tackled him onto the bed, giggles dissolving into kisses as they cuddled up together.
At first the appointments flustered Pinstripe a bit, he seemed to expect more of a suit fitting than what he got, but he adjusted and seemed to have a lot of fun with it. Only one thing troubled Summer. They weren’t allowed to see any of the dresses he tried on. They didn’t care if it was supposed to be a special surprise, they wanted to see him now! But no matter how much they huffed and puffed and flashed cleavage, he wouldn’t budge. They respected his privacy of course but damnit, waiting was hard.
But the day came where the waiting paid off. Pinstripe was ready, and Summer could not contain their anticipation. They made themself look extra pretty for the day, anticipating their love to be a billion times more beautiful.
The master bathroom door connecting it to the bedroom was untraditionally closed, and Summer patiently but anxiously waited for their cue to come in and behold the sight they’d been waiting for for weeks now.
“G-go ahead and come in now…” The hesitation in Pinstripe’s voice told Summer to wait a second, but when she didn't hear him rescind the offer, she walked through the door.
It was better than she could have imagined. There he was, standing nervously in front of them, looking like what could only be described as an angel. His hair was down for once, and the sleeveless, semi-sheer black silk piece was flawless on him, and it wasn’t just the tailor’s work. The thigh-high tights held up but garters only made it better. He looked so truly, genuinely, “Beautiful…”
The words fell off Summer’s lips without them realizing, but Pinstripe perked up from his previously shy position and smiled a bit. “R…really…?” He asked, almost looking like a puppy.
Summer smiled sincerely and went to him, happy with how their compliment was received. “Yes. You are so beautiful. More beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen.” They whispered as they pulled him close. “Have you looked at yourself?”
Pinstripe shook his head. “Wanted my princess to be the first to see me. A…after the tailor, I guess…”
“I forgive you since this was worth the wait.” Summer said. “But, I do want you to see yourself. Is that okay?” They didn’t want to force it if he wouldn’t like what he saw. Even if he was beautiful to them, it was a pretty big change from how he usually looked.
“I…am pretty curious, ‘specially if youse say I’m that pretty.” The word pretty seemed to linger for him, like it was the greatest praise he’d ever been given.
With a nod, Summer led Pinstripe to one of the mirrors in the room, careful watching his response. At first, the shock told them he hated it, but he slowly relaxed, started to sway happily as he looked at his reflection. “I really am beautiful aren’t I?”
“Of course you are, my love.” Summer wrapped their arms around him and swayed with him. “LIke a queen… Or a goddess…”
The words just seem to make Pinstripe even giddier, and he laughed a bit as he looked at his reflection. “Goddess… I… I think I likes the sound of that…”
Summer smiled fondly and gave him a small kiss. “Good, because now that I know you like it, I will call you it a million times over.”