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“I can’t remember the last time I did this…”
Nancy admits, tightening the laces on Lizzie’s corset, watching her carefully before stepping away once the laces were tied into place, hidden under a delicate lace and leather waistcoat, keeping the corset in place and letting them both relax, nobody would touch Lizzie without permission.
“It’s one night…”
Lizzie murmurs, leaning to smooth a little more lipstick on, noting Nancy’s smirk as she straightens her clothes one last time.
“It is… but you’ve always been just a little scaredy cat…”
Nancy teases, leading Lizzie out and down to the party. She’d survive, somehow.