Mammon x Lussuria
Kink: Cross-dressing (forced or voluntary; drag queens or transvestites)
A drabble for SkyGem because she's evil. Hee hee. Hope ya like it!
"Awww, but Mammy-chan, I paid you!" Lussuria's effeminate voice wafted through the dressing room door, making the Arcobaleno huff in irritation.
"Mou, Luss… It's bad enough that that damned fake-prince does this to me…" The lock to the dressing room clicked and Mammon floated out, wearing an adorable pink dress with ruffles, with a pair of matching pink button up boots that shone in the bright lights of the department store.
"Now, don't be like that. We need presents for the new Undicesimo, and you're the perfect size." Luss looked the floating Mist over with an approving glance. "So CUUUUTE! I love it! Now go put the next one on!"
Floating back into the dressing room and ditching the pink outfit, Mammon sighed heavily and pulled on the purple sundress next. The Arcobaleno had to admit, despite the complaining, the Sun had MUCH better taste than the irritating Storm. As the Mist pulled the strappy purple sandals on, the reflection in the mirror made the tiniest smile appear on puffed cheeks. Never would it be said out loud, but the soft swirl of the delicate purple material brought a soft blush to Mammon's cheeks and the rest of the pretty outfits ("We don't want anything TOO cutesy… she IS going to be a Donna one day.") were met with another tiny smile.
"Mammy-chan, I want to see!"
"I'm coming; don't get your panties in a knot…" Mammon floated out and spun in mid-air. Lussuria caught the little smile on the Arcobaleno's face and smiled back. Despite the gruff exterior, the Sun knew the little Mist enjoyed their outings, and he enjoyed sneaking his normally gloomy-appearing friend away from Bel's haranguing to get those sweet, tiny smiles.
"Next one!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going."