Draped out on the large plush bed in Jester's assigned room of the manor and watching the pretty trickster work through a multitude of different outfits, trying them on in different configurations. I don't really know how they managed to pack so many clothes on this journey. Did they slip them into the knights travel packs? Did the prince let them bring extra luggage on the coach? Did they just buy them during the time spent at Bloodhaven? Honestly I don't think it really matters. I'm having a delightful time watching them shift between shirts and slacks to ballgowns to neckties and skirts and heels and jackets and corsets and vests and my lord how is it he looks good in everything he tries on?
They huff at the vanity mirror, I'm not entirely sure why when they look good enough to eat whole. But he's fiddling with a corset and I decide it's probably best I start being a more active participant than an enthusiastic audience member
I move off the bed, step behind her at the mirror and put my hands on her waist. I place a lingering kiss on the crook of her neck before catching her eye in the mirror
"You're getting worked up, we have plenty of time before the ball, love" I murmur to him as I take over in undoing the corset from his frame, fingers moving over laces and hooks, "You look gorgeous in everything, you know."
I trace kisses up their neck to their ear, the corset undone and sitting slack on their frame
@jester-of-hearts
