"Mhm. . ." Lyrin slowly moves through the space, a little timid. He looks at a few items, a flush on his cheeks. "What about this one?" He mumbles, pointing to a set.
Lyrin blushes slightly, shifting to look a the shelves to try and find the set. "Umm. . ." He wrinkles his nose, "My size. . ." He whispers. "I don't know. . ."
"Then you got ten years to figure put how you feel in it." Billy said as he looked up at a model that was wrappings in silken ribbons and seduce red underwear, laced abd built to show off. "Top is an A, cuz you're not exactly built for that-"
Lyrin laughs softly, "A and what number, darling-" He sniggers, adding the endearment on sarcastically. "What, 22?" He looks down at himself, "Or maybe 20?" He presses his hand to right over his ribcage. "How many inches round?"
Lyrin laughs softly, shifting a little closer to Billy for a moment before pulling away. Grabs a few different, but similar sizes and then grabs Billy's elbow gently, tugging him towards the fitting rooms.
Lyrin gently pushes Billy into the changing room. Thankfully, it was more room than stall, the walls and door going all the way to the floor and pretty close to the ceiling. "I need help, can't do this by myself." He makes a face, holding up a bra.
Billy blinked. "Oh yeah...because I always knew how those worked. " He said as he pinched the strap, holing it like a napkin between two fingers. "I guess it hooks...in the back "
Billy leaned in, hooking the clasps gently, slowly. "Is it tight?" He asked as he put his hands on Lyrins sides, his chin resting in his shoulder as he faced Lyrin to the mirror.
Lyrin nestles back against Billy slightly, taking a deep breath to test the fit. He tucks his thumb under the band and then laughs, "First try~!" He smiles at Billy.
"I guess...but the part that matters is this way-" he whispers as his fingers crawl down towards Lyrins hips his waist, his thumbs slotting into the band.
"I've kept you close for this long, I think that I made my interests very known. If I wasn't, you wouldn't be here." He sa as he nipped his ear. His fingers rubbing on his skin.
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