#[ Tina. TINA. You gotta stop sending absolute BANGERS for these asks LMFAOOOO ];

[kodapi]

"He is going to think this entire idea silly."

"He will not, I assure you. Sit and look pretty, you are very, very good at that, amongst a myriad of other things that would take millenia to list in full."

Aymeric's cheeks warm to the compliment, not that they weren't already flushed from the 'surprise' Estinien had garbed him in. It's a tiny, relatively thin outfit. Lacey, intimate. One so scant that Aymeric has tugged it down nigh a dozen times as if the 13th tug will be enough to cover... well, what matters. It clearly wasn't fashioned with the vertically blessed in mind, which Estinien had certainly figured out before even purchasing it, but with gentle encouragement and reassurance that Shuuji, in particular, would like it, the dragoon had somehow managed to convince Aymeric to put it on.

Whilst Aymeric sits inside his quarters and waits, Estinien wanders off to find Shuuji. "Were we not here to relax?" He comes up behind the other, leaning in to nose affectionately into his neck. Estinien is not one for public displays, but he has found a few ways he is comfortable with to still show his beloveds love even outside their private quarters. "I pray this is not some task or commission you have picked up. Aught special awaits you back home, after all."

     [ Promptless Asks || Always Accepting ]

     ‹ When it came to the Warrior of Light, it was deemed impossible to ever get him to fully relax; the second someone approached with an interesting opportunity, be it big or small, he was one to pounce on it and see it through. Even offering him an entire island to himself somehow became a venture he cheerily forged ahead on, many bells sunk into the project to maximize what it could give in return to others. It was little surprise then that the dragoon would find Shuuji surrounded by Ishgardians in the Crozier stalls, some wanting him to purchase their wares, others wishing for his aid, and some just there to express gratitude; all would scatter at Estinien's arrival, however. ›

    ❝ Okay, I promise this wasn't supposed to take long, ❞ ‹ Shuuji sheepishly replied as he tilted his head back to press a soft kiss to the dragoon's cheek. It was a tiny gesture, one easily missed, restrained to respect this partner's desires to be discreet. A couple of well-wrapped parcels were in his hands, freshly purchased as snow had not even began to accumulate upon its cloth surfaces. › ❝ But something special at home? I can't pass that up for anything in the world! I actually bought these for you both as well, So let's not tarry! ❞

     ‹ Every step taken was filled with energy, a giddiness that was a hallmark of Shuuji's personality; he was never able to hide his enthusiasm, no matter how cool or smug he tried to be about it. This let Estinien see that every passing moment only built the suspense visibly as he had gently cut corners or found little shortcuts until he had approached the Borel home. The two entered in, and with some hints from Estinien, would soon find themselves entering the chambers. ›

     ‹ The moment he observed what sat in waiting for him, his eyes positively flew open and his cheeks had become dyed a bright scarlet red, lips left agape with a soft gasp passed through them. Then a few steps were hurriedly taken so he could close the door and keep this view solely between the three lovers, keep the image of such a stunning man in a cute little lacy outfit all to them. ›

     ‹ The reactions that followed were not of the verbal kind, but of the physical; he eagerly closed the gap between them to press a kiss to the Lord Commander's lips, his heavily-scarred hands raised to carefully graze his fingertips along the fitted straps that could barely be considered fabric. ›

    ❝ Mnh, Estinien put you up to this, didn't he? ❞ ‹ Shuuji then hummed as he flashed their other partner a wicked grin. › ❝ It's a gorgeous gift, don't get me wrong, but it's missing something. ❞

     ‹ At "something" he rose a hand to gesture towards the dragoon, fingers then curled a couple times over to beckon the man to join them. ›

    ❝ If you're content to watch me unwrap such a beautiful gift, that's alright, but I'd love for you to be close. You wouldn't want to miss anything, would you? ❞