Last in the dancing series! This is Oncest, and was inspired by Froggy-fran's crossing dressing story and pictures on tumblr. Hope you enjoy~
Once-ler created by Dr. Seuss
He had to wear it again.
First was the corset, that lacy thing that he had to wear to make it look like he had more to his hips and chest than there really was. Then came the petticoats and crinoline, another thing made of wire and bone and cloth that was just the starting point of the makeover. After they were moved to his newly formed hips, the tailor moved to get the dress. Once-ler knelt down, knowing that he was going to ask him to anyway. The tailor slid it over his head, and the lanky man was still amazed at how it felt.
Yes, it did weigh because of the pound and pounds of satin, but still felt amazing. The emerald material still flowed down his body until it rested just were it needed to, hem laying against the floor, ruffles flowing around the skirt, sleeves resting on his upper arms. The only thing not perfect was the flatness to the chest, but he knew that would be solved soon. Short black heels were placed on his feet, and the last step to the main dressing process was over.
Then came the accessories. The gloves he liked. They reminded him of the greedy businessman, and next to his dress, they were his favorite part. It made him feel like the man was there, even though he hadn't seen him since Greed-ler had thrown him in this room with the tailor. The necklace though, he hated the necklace. He probably would have liked it more if it wasn't a collar, but it was. The tailor fastened it on, and then moved on to the makeup and the wig.
The wig was first, covering his hair and making it seem like it was shoulder length. The bangs were styled in the normal way, and then the black hat and veil were added. Next came the makeup, blush covering his cheeks, a pale shade added to his lips, pale green eye shadow carefully added as well. Last were the fake breasts, those plastic globes that took so much makeup to cover up the seams but seemed so real once they were in. Soon the same beautiful woman from a few weeks ago was looking back in the mirror, not the normal lanky man in grey.
"Sir, if you would follow me. Mr. Once-ler wants to see you now." A servant said to Oncie, and he followed him, heels clacking on the floor, dress moving in rhythm to his steps. Soon they were in front of the large ballroom doors, which slowly opened into darkness. The servant made a motion to Oncie and he walked in, until he was in the middle of the room. With the door closing behind him, the large palace of dance was in total darkness. But not for long. Suddenly the curtains were drawn and moonlight poured in, muffled from the smog in the air but still very bright.
"Hello babe, you look gorgeous." Oncie whipped around at the new voice, to see Greed-ler moving closer to him. He was dressed in his normal outfit, except for the shades. He also had a small smile on his face, which was making the cross-dresser worry.
"Hi, what are you doing?" Oncie said as Greed-ler got closer and closer the smile still on his face.
"Well, I wanted an excuse to see you in that fucking gorgeous dress again, and since there is no party tonight, this is the best I could think of." Now he made a motion with his hand and a waltz started to play, Moonlight Sonata if Oncie's brain was working right. Greed-ler came in quickly now, placing one hand on his waist and the other grabbing the other gloved hand. Pulling him close they started to dance, Greed-ler leading and Oncie trying not to fall in his heels. They continued to dance, no conversation going on between them as they moved to the music. Soon the next song started, and Greed-ler didn't let go; they continued to dance, that smile still on his face. The next one started after that and Oncie opened his mouth to speak.
"Why?" Greed-ler opened his eyes to his, wondering what his pet was talking about.
"Why what babe?"
"Why are you being nice? You never do things like this." Oncie made a motion with his right hand before placing it back on Greed-ler's shoulder.
"Maybe I just want to do something that's fucking nice for once. Does there have to be a God damn angle to it?" Now Greed-ler was sounding like himself, fire burning in his neon green eyes and his sharp teeth showing. Oncie smiled at this outburst.
"Now you're acting normal. So why did you do this?" Greed-ler sighed, continuing the dance. The he spoke, in a whisper so only his pet could here.
"I don't say those words very often, but I can show that I do care. You mean… you mean a lot to me Oncie, and I know that I'm a monster, but I do care." Oncie smiled at this and leaned forward, placing a kiss on Greed-ler's lips. Greed-ler responded, returning the kiss until Oncie pulled back.
"I know that you care. You don't put me in the dark anymore, you don't abuse me quite as much, and you have shown that you care. That's enough for me." Oncie smiled, and kissed him again, moving his right hand into Greed-ler's hair. Greed-ler returned the action, kissing back harder than before, moving his right hand into Oncie's wig, Oncie's left hand moving to Greed-ler's neck and Greed-ler's left arm stayed around his waist, pulling them even closer together. Waltzing was soon traded for a different kind of dancing as things became more intense in the ballroom between the business man and his younger self.