nip and tuck

Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul hat love never lasts, and we've got to find other ways to make it alone, or keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this keeping a comfortable distance, and up until now I have sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk. Well you are the only exception.

[paigexben-blog]

“I can only guess that someone pissed you off. Am I close?” 

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Nope, nobody pissed me off.”

[princelukcs]

“Sharing is caring,” Lukas teased, “You don’t have to do it all the time. It would be fun every once in awhile, when you’re trying to tease me or get a rise out of me or something. Especially if it’s when you’re wearing a dress.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

Phoebe stuck her tongue out at him. “There wouldn’t be a point to not wearing underwear if I wasn’t wearing a dress, the whole point is to tease you.”

[princelukcs]

“At least let me keep a few pairs so I’m protected from the zippers of my jeans,” Lukas bargained before nodding, “I would definitely not protest if you stopped wearing underwear.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Fine, I guess you can keep a few pairs.” Phoebe laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind then.”

[princelukcs]

“You turn me on no matter what,” he chuckled, “I don’t think my boxers being gone would affect it. Now, you wearing no underwear would be a different story…”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“So I should let you keep your boxers but just stop wearing underwear myself.” She teased.

[princelukcs]

“Why? Because you get all my boxers?” Lukas laughed, “And I’m left with the chance of getting parts of my body caught in a zipper that I would never want caught in a zipper?”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“I guess you’ll just have to be more careful.” Phoebe teased. “But I was thinking it would be easier for me to turn you on.” She said biting her lip.

[princelukcs]

“Pants without boxers sounds painful and dangerous,” he mused, “I could live without shirts, though.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“I think it sounds like a lot of fun for me.” Phoebe teased.

[princelukcs]

“I’m not gonna have any clothes left if we keep this up,” he teased.

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“That’s not true, you’ll have tons of pants, just no boxers or shirts because they’ll all be mine.” Phoebe giggled, she had also taken a liking to sleeping in his boxers because they were more comfortable.

[princelukcs]

“Exactly,” Lukas chuckled, “I had a feeling this would happen.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Your clothes are more comfortable than mine.” Phoebe said pointedly, looking up at him.

[princelukcs]

“Yeah, but if you’ve claimed it, I doubt you’re gonna want me taking it from you.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Nope, it’s mine now.”

[princelukcs]

“I guess that’s alright,” he mused, returning her soft kiss, “I can always get another shirt.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“It’s not like it’s going far.” She laughed. “Since I live here now...”

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“It couldn’t be that bad, could it?” 

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“One of my sisters is sick and we can’t pay for the treatment she needs.”

[paigexben-blog]

“It’s alright. I’m guessing you’re just having a bad day.” 

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Yeah... A really bad day.”

[guardiandiya-blog]

“You sure the shampoo wasn’t actually a hair die? You might have picked it up by mistake. It happens.” 

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“Oh no, I’m a stylist, I always triple check before grabbing anything.”

[princelukcs]

“I like you in that shirt,” he nodded, holding his arms out for her.

[stylistphoebe-blog]

Phoebe grinned and climbed into his arms. “I’m stealing it.” She laughed, kissing him softly.

[princelukcs]

“Yes,” he smiled with a nod, “I like seeing you in my clothes.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“I like this shirt.” Phoebe shrugged and climbed back onto the bed.

[princelukcs]

“Blankets are a thing,” he pointed out, “Or you could just put my clothes on.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

Phoebe rolled her eyes and set her clothes down, instead grabbing her favourite of his shirts and throwing that on. “Better?”

[princelukcs]

Lukas pouted at that, watching her. “You don’t need them.”

[stylistphoebe-blog]

“I do need them, I’m cold.” She said pointedly, pushing herself off the bed and grabbing her clothes.