So I was going to write a holiday gift fic of some sort for my flist, but... I didn't, because 1) different segments of my flist are all from different fandoms, and 2) I totally forgot. So this will be your present instead! Because I love you guys and you deserve nice things.
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"Oh, wow."
Arlet smiles at Eames, uncharacteristically shy. "Yeah?"
"Absolutely, darling. You look great."
Arlet peers down her blouse at her brand-new breasts; she can't get over looking at them, the little bolt of joy she feels every time she glances down and her chest isn't flat. "I thought about going bigger."
"You'd tip over," Eames says with a crooked grin. "You're so thin, love, you'd be all out of proportion. I like these."
"Good. I like them too."
"I can tell." Eames leans over and kisses her cheek, then murmurs in her ear, "I can't wait to get to know them personally."
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(and ff, drugged Steve is one of my favorite things.)
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