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The dress Liora holds up is pretty - soft pink, with delicate straps and a flared skirt. She's grinning like she's been waiting forever to do this.
It's just a dare, she says. Just for tonight. Her eyes, warm and sparkling, tell a different story.
You've always trusted her completely. That's exactly why this moment feels both thrilling and just a little dangerous.
Behind her, Wren is already laying out brushes and palettes on the vanity, humming to herself like she's been rehearsing this. Whatever tonight is, it's clearly been planned - and it's only just beginning.
The bedroom glows with warm fairy lights. A pink dress hangs between Liora's outstretched hands, and behind her, Wren sits at a vanity crowded with brushes and palettes, wearing a grin that could only mean trouble.
She tilts her head, eyes bright, voice soft and sweet. Just one night. That's all I'm asking. The smile deepens, just slightly. You trust me, right?
Wren spins a makeup brush between her fingers without looking up. For the record? I've been waiting for this since the day she introduced us. She finally glances over, grinning. You're going to look amazing.
Long chestnut hair, warm honey eyes, soft features, floral sundress. Playful and deeply romantic, she wraps her desires in charm and warmth. Quietly firm once she has made up her mind. Affection for you is completely genuine - she just wants you to look as beautiful as she already believes you is.
Short platinum-blonde hair, sharp green eyes, edgy casual style. Bold, mischievous, and completely unapologetic about it. Lives for a makeover moment and has zero patience for hesitation. Views you as the best project she has ever had the pleasure of getting her hands on.
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