[itsprincesslambie]

a cutie pie and a baddie . ݁₊ ⊹ .⋆♱⃓. ݁ ⟡ ݁.⋆♱ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

today was the day.

u couldn’t lie, u were extremely nervous and excited, mostly excited if u were honest to urself. today u were gonna switch up ur style at 180 grades. changing the pink soft fabrics, the hair gripped with the cutest hair clips, the bows, the ribbons, the soft laced thigh highs, the mary jane’s; all for a look completely opposite from your personal vibe and style, something more seductive, more bold, more sultry, more dark, more… niki.

it wasn’t nothing new for anyone how knew u, how opposite u and niki were. not only in personalities, but also in ur styles and vibes, how complementary u appear to be to one another. that was the reason number one for today’s mission, to can grab a completely catch of being in niki’s persona, to feel him in u, to hold him with urself.

the reason number two was the highly expected reaction that u wanted to pour out of niki, because u knew, oh boy, u knew, that is wasn’t going to be casual, not at all. u knew niki, u also knew the way his eyes linger on u when u were wearing his oversized chrome hearts hoodies. how his eyes seem to glued themselves into ur body when his heavy leather jackets shield ur body, when u were out, and u were only in ur tiniest skirts and tops.

let’s say it’ll be an interesting moment to witness n experience, n u were so ready to start it. with that two reasons said before, the reason number three was how u will react in the situation, how u’ll handle niki’s reaction. were u going to change ur demeanor?, were u going to also switch up ur behavior into a more reckless one?, were u going to feel really different and acting it up? u didn’t know it, not yet, but u were going to found it. it was going to be funny, right?

u turn over in ur room, scanning it, ur eyes catching the dark mess scattered around ur bed, strongly contrasting with ur pink paradise (how u like to called). there were ur weaponry for tonight, black pleated mini skirt, a silver tube top, a black fitted leather jacket, high stilettos, arm cuffs, silver ear hoops, black sheer thigh highs, garters… lingerie. it was a lot, it was a different feeling from the one u were used to, but it felt good, it felt good being someone unknown.

u passed a large part of the day building ur outfit, curating it so it felt like a good change, but also keeping a part of u in it, so it didn't felt like a costume. from 5 to 9 u go around ur room, completing ur routine, doing ur everything-shower, ur fresh blow out hair, ur skincare n makeup, ur outfit transformation, to finish everything with the cherry on top, the lingerie. it was a black lacey set, a see trough bra paired up with a skimpy thong, which had niki’s name embroidered at the edge in the prettiest shade of pink. u see, keeping him in something so u.

u were ready, u said that to urself as u look in the mirror, convincing to keep the act and n beat ur nerves out, u were doing this, of course u would. u continue with ur mini pep talk until u hear ur phone ringing, it was niki, he was calling. u noticed that u had +4 messages on ig, every single one from him, saying that he was on the way. omg, u were mortified, there was no way back now. u and ur silly idea were going to shine to the world, silly u.

u take ur phone an, “hey, doll”. u hear niki’s deep voice trough the phone. ok now u were doomed, seriously. “doll?”. he repeated himself, looking for an answer. “u hear me?”. u sighed. “niki”. u finallly answer. “hey, pretty, u good?”. he asks again, worry tinting his tone. “yes ki, i’m good, i’m ready for u”. u say as u try to adjust ur voice. “sweet, doll, i’m outside, ready to go?” he asks, waiting for ur answer. u hear his playlist rolling at the background. “i’m, yeah, just, a second?, please” u nervously asked. he hummed and then said. “ill wait, princess, finish dolling urself”.

oh sweet ki, u don’t have any idea.

“and doll?”, “don’t bother finding a jacket, i brought ur favorite” he says amused. he knows how u always pretend to look for a jacket at the last minute, hurrying urself up, so niki always ended up giving u his. he knows u, he really do. that terrifies u even more. “for ur information i already have one, on me”. u say, unintentionally revealing one part of ur so called outfit. “oh yeah?, that’s weird u know?, u always wait till the end of the night to finally wear it.” dang it. “i’m coming” he says and hangs up.

oh no, no no no, that it not how was suppose to happen. he was supposed to wait in the car, u were going to had ur little cat walk to the car, u were going to keep eye contact while u opened the cars door till u closed it, he was going to offer u the expected reaction (speechless, frozen), and then u were going to savoured the night as ur new sexy alter ego. but he just crashed all ur plans, great!

u feel how the nerves n panic set on ur stomach again, pacing around ur room looking for a place to hide urself from him and urself, pausing a moment to look in the mirror and touch up ur pink glittery gloss n hair. u hear his heavy footsteps trough ur house, he was getting closer, n u were not already hide. u froze as niki opens the door of ur room, locking eyes trough the distance. u were really mortified. u lower ur arms to ur sides, accepting the defeat.

niki doesn’t speak, he doesn’t even move. he stays in the same spot, left hand grabbing the doorknob, looking completely surprised, all wide open eyes n mouth agape. u blink, u don't know what to say, clearly lost in ur own game. then niki moves, entering ur room in slow n short steps, unlikely at how he used to walk. he stands right at the toe of ur heels, ur chrome hearts 6 inches stiletto heels. he lowers his gaze to the bottom of u, rising his eyes stupidly slow, taking all of u till his now intense eyes reach n lock with urs. “ki…”. u murmur, because, really, u don't know what to say or do.

he doesn’t answer, he just exhales a trembling sigh trough his parted plum lips, stealing ur attention to them. “doll…” he whispers. “fuck, doll”. he says, moving his hands in s strange way, trying to reach for u but restricting him. u break the eye contact and lowered ur eyes, focusing in the way ur legs appeared to be longer now that they were wrapped in a pair of black sheer thigh highs, holding it by the delicate strings of ur garters, oh girl, u really did it!

u take a couple of deep breaths, trying to recover urself. opening ur glossed lips as u swallow hard. 1,2,3 seconds, and then u look up, locks of hair moving, framing ur face, as u look at niki right into his eyes, and then u smile. a little trace of ur usual smiles, soft, shy, almost apologizing. because, niki looks affected, god, he looks almost bewildered, with himself, with u, with the situation of both of u. u could eat him alive, and only god knows that u would do it.

u let out a soft giggle, unable to help it, and niki furrows his eyebrows, profoundly confused. u then rise on ur tiptoes, steadying urself with ur manicured hands on his broad shoulders, giving him a sweet n innocent peck on his cheek, leaving behind a trace of ur gloss. “hi, ki!” u whisper in a cheerful tone. “surprise!”. u begin to giggle again.

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okay, so I might write the rest later, but I wanted to leave it at that for now. hope u like it >-<

also, english is my second language, n i didn’t check the grammar, so it may contain errors n slips, that i’ll work on later. bye bye!

[itsprincesslambie]

whipped dreams ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊🍓˚ ⋅

he's so cute that you want him to stay here forever.

ni-ki is now wrapped in your fluffy pink duvet, surrounded by your cute and soft plushies, drowned in your cozy bed and numerous blankets. creating a fun contrast thanks to his dark clothes, his black chunky sneakers abandoned on the floor of the bed, his arm covered by his smoky gray hoddie, hugging cerecita, your adorable stuffed pink penguin.

he looks so comfortable, snoring softly through his parted lips, so peaceful in your sacred space, resting on your single bed, taking up all the space, all your supposed space, and making it his own.

you shift a little in your tiny bed, trying to get comfortable and leave him as much space as possible. with ni-ki here, your bed seems to get even smaller than it is, him taking up all the space, even the air, because his feet float in it, leaving you in a corner with your back against the wall.

he's been napping for almost three hours now, which is a long time because when he arrived, he said he wasn't sleepy. so, you start to get up, thinking about cutting up some strawberries to eat with whipped cream on top, knowing that maybe the smell will wake ni-ki up. he loves strawberries, and even more so when you feed them to him by hand. your big little baby.

you've barely set foot on the floor when you see ni-ki slowly moving, poking his head out from under the blanket´s fortress, revealing a sleepy and soft ni-ki, with tousled n cloud-looking hair because of its fluffiness. god, he's too cute like this, looking and being all yours.

“baby, where are you going?” he asks in a voice twice as deep as his own, sounding discontented, like a child about to be abandoned. he stretches, his limbs hanging off the bed, waiting for your answer.

you clear your throat, “well, i was thinking of getting some strawberries and whipped cream, you know, your favorites.” he just coughs softly, straightens his back against the same wall as you, and takes your hand. “they're my favorites only because they're yours,” he says. you bring your free hand to his face, brushing his black hair away from the sides of it, caressing his cheek and leaving a kiss on it.

“i know, honey, besides, i won't need the cream, because you're already too whipped for me,” you say softly, teasing him. now he is the one seeking your face, caressing your jaw and closing the distance between you, “i am,” he whispers in your ear, brushing it with his plump lips. you lean toward him, closing the small distance that remains between you two, bringing your lips closer to his and leaving a peck to his now smiling ones.

he delicately covers your head with his large hand, drawing you toward his chest, slowly caressing your hair up and down, patting you. “let's go find your strawberries, baby,” he says against your hair, leaving a soft kiss there, as he takes your hand and pulls you both out of the bed to go in search only of the sweet strawberries.

-lyyn

[itsprincesslambie]

a lil something i made. ♡

only pretty things n nice thoughts.

[itsprincesslambie]

thread kisses .𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐

strolling through the beautiful city of rome, passing by small boutiques and vintage shops, ni-ki and u walk side by side, looking left and right at the dozens of pretty pink garments through the sparkling shop windows, searching for new dresses to add to ur collection.

"oh my god!, look at that, it's gorgeous." "do u think it would suit me?" u ask ni-ki, pointing to the pompous pink dress behind the window. it´s a short baby pink dress with a flare that seems to form a round bubble. its skirt is covered in delicate glittery tulle, which makes it shine even more. the icing on the cake is the large white bow in the center below the bust, with a ribbon holding it around the dress.

“i think everything looks good on u, pretty. do u want to try it on?” he always says that, making u feel more than u can handle. damn ni-ki and his charm.

“oh, stop it!” u try to punch him on the shoulder, but he takes ur hand and brings it to his lips, giving it a tender, soft kiss. “u always do the same thing” u say as u look away, hurrying to stop looking at him, feeling shy.

“do what?” he asks mischievously, as if he doesn't know the effect he has on u. “i'm loving u, don't you like it?” now he's teasing u, asking a question he already knows the answer to.

“i´m...” ur voice trembles a little. “let's keep going, there are lots of dresses i want to try on,” u say as u grab his wrist, closing the distance between u and taking his arm to keep walking, holding his bicep as u continue on ur way.

he says nothing. when u look at him, he's already looking at u with those beautiful eyes, now soft and full of love. "whatever u say, pretty". he takes ur hand in his, brings it to his lips, and kisses it again.

“come on, love, there's a paradise of dresses waiting to be worn by my beautiful princess.”

god, this man.

hi, everyone! so, this is my first type of fic or sorta ever, i’m really excited to share my thoughts n scenarios with all of u, also kinda nervous because i'm never did something like this, at least not publicly, but today i decided that it was the day, so yeah.

i’m a sucker for the hyperfem x enha fics, i absolutely adore the dynamic in between, n also, my personality aligns perfectly, so reading n writing these things it’s a win win for me, n i know for many other too.

-lyyn