Drabble: Uniform
“Oh, milady?”
“Over here, my prince.” A soft giggle escaped the curtains on the far side of the bed.
A flutter of movement accompanied the sound of rushed air as shadows passed in the candlelit bedchamber.
“Where have you gone, m’love? Come out wherever you are, you beautiful young thing.”
Suddenly, Bertha felt Vaizey’s hot breath on her neck. She turned. “You look fabulous in that gown.”
Vaizey released the handful of fabric grasped tightly at his back. The gown melted into a puddle of silk around his naked ankles.
“You look gorgeous out of it, too,” Bertha purred.
“Over here, my prince.” A soft giggle escaped the curtains on the far side of the bed.
A flutter of movement accompanied the sound of rushed air as shadows passed in the candlelit bedchamber.
“Where have you gone, m’love? Come out wherever you are, you beautiful young thing.”
Suddenly, Bertha felt Vaizey’s hot breath on her neck. She turned. “You look fabulous in that gown.”
Vaizey released the handful of fabric grasped tightly at his back. The gown melted into a puddle of silk around his naked ankles.
“You look gorgeous out of it, too,” Bertha purred.