Hello! Happy Christmas Eve everyone! :)
This is NOT my Christmas fic/update, this is just a random moment I felt like writing because I wanted to at least post something today to wish you guys! My Christmas story is well underway, it's a long oneshot, and will be late (sorry!) because I am stupid and severely underestimated how much time it was going to take BUT I am trying my best to not quit.
I'm hoping to have it up at the latest in early Jan and am chipping away at it every day! PLEASE wish me luck because I reallyyyy need it! ^-^
To Sammie: Aww I'm so glad you enjoy these! Ooh I love the idea of a friendship moment between Scam and Alex! I'll see what I can do :)
Disclaimer: Totally Spies would actually HAVE scenes like this is it was mine. What a loss. *sigh*
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Playing Dress Up
"How bout this one?"
"Nah," Sam heard her husband say shortly and she sighed before taking it off, adding it to the messy pile of rejected gowns on the floor, and selecting another from her giant collection.
"This?" She asked once she'd pulled on the red, mermaid style gown with side cut-outs and struck a pose. He raised a hand from where he cozily sat shirtless on their bed and motioned for her to turn around. Slowly she spun in a circle while he carefully assessed her attire before once again shaking his head and telling her that this one was a miss too.
Another sigh left her as she undressed once more and took a minute to sift through her wardrobe before showing him another one. Her eyes lit up when they landed on a pure white, flowing cocktail dress (one of her favs) and she put it on before doing a twirl for him. "This one has to work!"
"Hmm. It's way too ... look at me," Tim said making air quotations. Sighing once more Sam realized he had a point there. The point of today was to keep the focus on her cousin sister and her soon to arrive new baby. The last thing she wanted was all eyes on her.
That thought in mind Sam tried to pick a dress the total opposite of the white one and felt relived when her eyes fell on one that she knew Tim was definitely going to approve. Tugging it off its hanger she wore it before turning and grinning at him.
"Okay ... how about this one?" Sam asked now posing in a low-cut, strappy, and glittery black number.
He held his chin in thought for a long moment before he shook his head and muttered. "Nah, way too sexy for a baby shower."
Sam narrowed her eyes at him confused by his words. "But YOU bought this one," she argued wondering if he's somehow forgotten that. He did buy a lot of the outfits she owned after all.
"Which is why it's too sexy for a baby shower." Scam retorted not missing a beat.
Letting out a sound of annoyance at him once again disapproving a dress that she'd thought was perfectly suitable and halting her from getting ready, Sam looked at the vintage clock on the wall and saw that she was now forty minutes late. The next dress had better be good enough according to him or else she wasn't sure what she was going to do.
Freeing her body of the black dress she discarded it and was in the process of picking another when a random dress slipped off its hanger and fell in a heap at her feet. Bending over to pick it up and put it back, Sam paused in place as her eyes noted something from her peripheral.
In the floor-length mirror nearby she could see her husband's reflection. He was staring at something rather fixedly with a smirk on his lips and a gluttonous gleam in his sea foam eyes. And when she slowly followed the line of his gaze to where it stopped, her eyes widened and she gasped dropping the dress in her hands out of shock as she suddenly put two and two together.
"Oh my God..." she whispered softly, incredulously.
"What?" She heard him say leaving her to growl at him acing so clueless and feigning innocence after being caught in the act. Well she was onto him now.
"Oh my God!" She screeched louder this time in outrage as she stood back up and turned around with her hands on her hips to shoot him a heated glare for being such a damn pervert.
"All this time you've been rejecting dress after dress to watch me put on a strip show for you, haven't you?!"
For a second his eyes went wide and he looked stunned at her accusation, but soon enough he was unable to hide his grin as he scratched his cheek in a sheepish manner. "You know I'd thought that you'd have figured it out after dress number twelve but..."
"Ugh! Tim!" Sam squeaked annoyed as she shook her head in frustration with him. Although she really should have known better because whenever they had to go out together he always forced her to get dressed ASAP. But since this was a bridal shower and he wouldn't be attending being a guy, he'd been having his fun watching her get naked for him over and over while pretending to be a useful and helpful husband lending his sound fashion advice.
"I don't believe you!" She muttered looking around for something to cover up with and not foolishly stand there in just her bra and panties to titillate him any further than she already had. "I am sooo late now and it's all your fault!"
"I'm sorry!" He laughed putting his hands up in his defense as he slowly pulled himself off the bed and walked over to where she stood fuming. "You asked me to help pick what you look the prettiest in and..." He trailed off smirking again as he pulled her to him with her waist and looked at her with half-lidded, smoky eyes. "I can't help the fact that I find you prettiest when you're au naturel baby."
A lustful groan left his mouth as his grip tightened around her. He bent his head down and kissed her forehead before kissing along her neck and down to her bare shoulder. When he moved his head around and hotly pressed a line of kisses down her cleavage while his fingers crawled up her back towards the hooks of her bra to unhook them, Sam raised her hands and with great effort pushed him away from her.
"Clearly you've earned a PhD in flirting," She muttered sarcastically. "But right now I need to get dressed and you are not helping!"
With that she marched right past him into the en suite bathroom. And before he could get his hands on her again she slammed the door and locked it. She'd just get ready once he gave up and left the bedroom.
"Aww come on Sammie, don't be like that!" She heard his voice call out to her from the other end when he realized what she was doing. Soon his knuckles knocked away on the door asking to be let inside. "Come out, will ya?"
"No Tim!" She snapped loudly, letting him know it wasn't about to happen. "I'm not coming out until you leave! You know Clover and Alex have been waiting outside for the last hour and now they're only gonna to have to wait longer because thanks to you, I'm still not ready!"
"I'll help you get dressed then!" He suddenly said.
Sam didn't say anything for a few minutes before slowly unlocking the door and opening it just a crack, making sure to open it no further in case he tried to force himself inside as she eyed him suspiciously wondering if he was being genuine with this offer.
"Honest," he added, crossing a hand over his heart and giving her a cute smile coupled with puppy dog eyes.
But still Sam stood there with her face sour not really believing him. Tim Scam help her put her clothes on without wanting to take them off? This she had to see.
"...Okay," she finally relented opening the door and stepping back into the bedroom but not without giving him a warning look. "But if there are any more shenanigans from you mister," she poked him in the chest while pouting. "It won't end well."
He ignored her threat and just took her by the hand and walked her to the closet. He sorted through her outfits before picking out a nice, sequined, baby blue, halter gown and handing it to her to wear. He waited patiently for her to put on before he led her to sit down on the stool of her vanity.
Picking up her hair brush he took his time and carefully brushed her hair to fix it up as it had been made unruly with all the dresses she'd tried on. Setting it aside when it looked neat again, he then surprised her by touching up her makeup in the same way and actually knowing what to do with all her little brushes.
Next he took a second and studied her to see what else she needed before he went to get her accessories. He hummed to himself as he picked out a pair of long, diamond earrings, a matching bracelet, skipping the necklace because of the halter neck of her dress before returning to her.
Instructing her to give her his hand he placed the bracelet on it and clasped it shut before proceeding to walk behind her. With one hand he gently pushed her hair over her shoulder as he lowered down and placed an earring in each ear, giving her shoulders an affectionate squeeze when he was done. And by now Sam was secretly smiling to herself at him adorning her like this with so much care.
Lastly he walked to the adjacent room where she kept all her shoes and soon came back with matching set for her. Kneeling next to her, he picked up her left foot and set it down on his knee as he slipped one of her heels on before doing the same with the right one. Putting her feet back onto the carpet when that was done, he stood up and pondered her form for a long moment before he nodded a satisfied little nod deciding she was ready.
Seeing his little signal Sam walked over to the mirror again to look at herself. And when she saw herself she smiled at how good of a job he'd done with her.
"Perfect," she whispered only smiling harder when she heard him smoothly reply to that with. "Yes. Yes, you are."
There was the endless charm that he possessed on full display again, and she found her cheeks reddening at it but fought with herself to not give into it because all it made her want to do was one thing. And sadly she had absolutely no time left to fuck him into oblivion right now.
"I should go," she said quickly, turning to leave only to be interrupted by him when he came and stood before her. "Can I at least get a goodbye kiss?" Crossing his arms over his chest he told her why he deserved one. "Seeing I got you ready in just fifteen minutes and as promised, without any shenanigans."
Sam stared at him for a moment wondering if she should give him what he wanted and if he'd earned it or not before smiling and leaning up on her toes to make up for the height difference as she moved to kiss him.
But a split second before her glossed lips met his, Sam opened her eyes and looked at his face. His eyes were closed, his lips slightly pursed in anticipation. He was so ready and eager for their kiss that she couldn't help herself and suddenly she got an idea.
She waited just until their mouths almost closed the tiny gap between them before she pulled herself away and left him standing there cold. He opened his eyes, dazed and confused as to what had just happened.
But when he looked her way to ask why she hadn't kissed him as she made it look like she was going to, he found her smirking at him with an evil smirk that rivalled his signature, villainous one.
"Just to teach you a lesson," Sam winked leaving his eyebrows to raise in shock at her daring to do this to him before he frowned clearly not happy.
Enjoying the grumpy look on his face a little too much, finding it too entertaining for words Sam let out a giggle before adding. "So you'll remember to be a good boy next time."
With that she grabbed her purse and shuffled around in it to check that her keys were there, never feeling the hand that passed down her back with the stealth and speed that only a master sneak of many years could have.
"I'll be back in two days," She said to him after seeing she had everything she needed, before finally leaving him there without noticing that now it was his face which bore an evil smirk.
"There you are!" Alex exclaimed at seeing Sam finally run out of her home as fast as she could in her high heels while Clover finally stopped honking the horn of her red sports car as she had been for the last hour every few minutes to tell her they were still waiting, something she seemed to have not noticed or something as she took her sweet time.
"Finally!" She muttered, giving the redhead an eye roll at how long it had taken her to get here.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Sam apologized profusely as she moved to get into the car so they could finally begin their long road trip.
But she'd only been able to get as far as making it to the other side of the car to get inside when both Clover and Alex gave her an odd look.
"...What?" Sam asked them slowly, as she tucked a stray lock of her hair behind her ear and shrugged wondered why they were looking at her like that.
They stared at her for a few more seconds before looking at each other as if trying to figure out who should tell her what she was missing.
"Guys, what is it?" She laughed a little, totally lost still.
Finally Alex clued her in. "Um Sammie …" She asked looking puzzled. "…Why is your zipper undone?"
Her eyes going wide at what her raven-haired bestie had just said, Sam bit her lower lip as she reached her hand behind her and pressed it to her back. A gasp left her when her palm made contact with her naked flesh and as she felt her way down, sure enough her zipper was pulled all the way open to where she could feel the waistband of her underwear.
And suddenly Tim's lack of protest against her punishing him with no kiss made complete sense to her.
Her hand still on her back, she turned and looked back in the direction of her home and when she did, she found Tim standing there smirking.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, silently asking how she'd enjoyed his revenge for the lesson she'd attempted to teach him before giving her a sly wink.
Her friends didn't seem to notice that wordless, little interaction between them as this time Clover asked her about her zipper.
Now red from the extent of her humiliation, Sam answered them with a scream before she could stop herself.
"BECAUSE TIM HELPED ME GET DRESSED!"
Maybe this was inspired by the "Boyfriend/Husband Does My Makeup Challenge". I watched one of my fav YouTube coupes do it recently and pretty much died at the cute lol.
Anyway hope you guys liked this! More to come! ^-^
*Resumes writing her xmas fic*
Till next time,
Cres :)
