Comments | misformutant: [NDPD] A little bit of NY in a box.

misformutant

[NDPD] A little bit of NY in a box.

Jan 30, 2009 16:46

"Dick! Roy! Get out of-" Monet stopped pausing to stare dumbfounded at the sight before her. There was a rather large wardrobe in the room with a very vivid pink bow and tag on it. Approaching it carefully, Monet pulled on the ribbon and removed the tag it simply read 'To Monet' No signature, nothing. "I didn't think the island did deliveries ( Read more... )

karolina, dick, roy, ndpd

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sidekickhangovr January 31 2009, 01:54:23 UTC

He's not worried when Monet shrieks. If there's something to be dealt with, Monet sure as hell doesn't need help from him. Doesn't mean he's not curious.

"Not that I mind you shouting my name, gorgeous" he says, poking his head in. "But what's up?"

cantstopmoving January 31 2009, 02:02:50 UTC

Dick converges on Monet's room seconds after Roy, and pokes his head in around Roy. Monet stripped to her underwear's worth staring at, but it's the armoir that's different from usual, so that's what she's shrieking about.

"I like the sound of you shouting for us both," Dick purrs, groping Roy's ass on his way by. "So, what's up with the dresses? Need an audience or a someone to look better in them than you?"

misformutant January 31 2009, 03:27:47 UTC

She had been about to suggest more training but at the sight of the wardrobe she'd overruled M's decision. There's Roberto Cavalli, Christian Louboutin, Missoni, Anna Sui, Karl Lagerfield and so many more. Monet pulled out a familiar Jenny Packham gown and smiled predatorily at the dress. Jamie would have killed to see her in something like this just so he could make a quip about M being a Bond girl at heart.

"Apparently someone thought I needed a new wardrobe and don't encourage him Roy or he'll spend all afternoon thinking about how good we'd all look in bed together." Monet said unhooking her bra and slipping it off. Throwing it at the boys over her shoulder, she pulled on the dress over her head. Mon dieu it felt sinful and soft like butter, clinging to her every curve. Monet turned and looked at Dick with a raised eyebrow. "You wished you looked this good in a dress."

sidekickhangovr January 31 2009, 03:46:39 UTC

Seeing as nothing M said was technically a "get out," Roy stays, because he's not an idiot and watching Monet get undressed isn't something he's about to miss. He grins at Dick, nudging his side for the ass grab and throws a considering look Monet's way.

"Not to knock you, because that looks good on you, but I dunno. Dick's a little fuller in the shoulders these days but he can rock a backless like no one you've ever seen."

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kaleidoscopeyed January 31 2009, 04:19:27 UTC

She's been looking everywhere for Monet, and remembers finally, stupidly, that she's moved. By the time she gets to the treehouse, she's nearly forgotten why she went looking in the first place. Anyway, since she's here, she might as well stop in.

She knocks first, cause well, three superheroes in a treehouse, not exactly safe to just walk in. "Hello!" she calls through the door. She hears some exited sounds from inside and decides to let herself in anyway. She opens the door a crack. "Monet? Dick? Anybody home?

misformutant January 31 2009, 04:27:43 UTC

Monet finished unhooking her bra as she heard Karolina's voice calling out. Pulling the bra off, she dropped it onto her bed and called out in reply.

"In here," Monet said, pulling the Jenny Packham dress down over her head as Karolina walked through her bedroom door. "What do you think?"

kaleidoscopeyed January 31 2009, 04:33:55 UTC

"Okay!" she calls, opens the door the rest of the way, slips in, and closes it behind her. She follows the sound of Monet's voice and the soft sound of ruffling fabric.

She stands in the doorway, utterly floored. "Oh wow. Oh my god, so pretty!" she says enthusiastically. "Now that's hot." She grins and twirls her finger. "Turn around let me see!"

misformutant January 31 2009, 04:44:40 UTC

Monet gave a professional turn in the dress, tossing her hair over her shoulders. Glancing in one of the mirrors, Monet smirked and checked the dress for imperfections. It was perfect; it clung to every curve of Monet's body, it fitted perfectly and it felt like pure heaven on her bare skin.

"Apparently I've been a very good girl," Monet said, looking at the wardrobe appreciatively. If it had been a dead body not only would she have vowed to kill Layla when she saw her but her day would have been ruined. Now though, her day was perfect. Well, almost. Monet eyed Karolina and smiled in a predatory manner at her as she stalked towards her in the dress. "Now you, hands up. Let's get those clothes off."

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