DUNCNEY WEEK 2023: DAY 3


(9.12) Day 3: Dress Up

Duncan and Courtney decide what/who they will be for Halloween this year.


"I am not wearing that," Courtney said as she held up a very questionable piece of clothing.

The perfectionist did not agree with her boyfriend much, but it was a miracle when she did. Halloween was only a few weeks away, and Duncan insisted the two figure out their costumes for the year. This was something Courtney was more than willing to get on board with. After scrolling through hundreds, if not thousands, of ideas, the couple decided to do something original. They would go as each other.

It was a classic costume idea. The issue stemmed from Duncan being in charge of Courtney's outfit and vice versa. Now, Courtney stood in their bedroom with multiple outfits that were either two sizes too small or barely outfits at all. She tossed the lace garment onto the bed as she rummaged through the pile of clothes. All the shorts were ridiculously short, and she was sure if she bent over for anything, her ass would be on full display. The tops were an automatic no as they were quite literally bras with no support and flimsy straps. Something told her Duncan had not cared if it matched his style, just as long as it got her in less clothing.

"Duncan, this is ridiculous!"

Her voice was starting to get higher from the pure irritation. Before she could ramble on, Duncan held up a separate bag. He held it out to her as she huffed down her little blowup, a sly smirk on his face, "Before you get your panties in a twist, Princess."

Dark brown eyes glared at him as she pulled out a plaid green and black skirt and a cropped version of his favorite shirt. Still, it was better than the first couple of options.

"Fine." She mumbled as she stuffed the items back into the bag.

Duncan held up a finger, "One more thing."

She watched him pull out a spiked collar, just like the one he used to wear back on the island. Not just that, but also some fake piercings, silver chains to hook around her skirt, and fishnet stockings. To finish the outfit, Duncan held up a pair of red high-tops.

Courtney held the bag out as Duncan stuffed everything into it. Now, her outfit was complete.

"Your turn." Courtney sang as Duncan groaned in annoyance.

Just like him, Courtney pulled out two large shopping bags. She had two options: a sweater vest or a long-sleeved sweater. The white button-up and olive pants were non-negotiable. Duncan grabbed the long-sleeved sweater. He refused to be seen in a stupid sweater vest, regardless of whether it was Halloween.

"Can I at least wear some normal shoes?" He asked his girlfriend.

Courtney shrugged, "As long as you take your piercings out and slick your hair back."


The two tested their little outfits to ensure they were perfect. It was an awkward feeling, dressing entirely out of their comfort zone, but that was the point of Halloween. Wasn't it?

Duncan was pulling at the buttoned collar as Courtney stepped out fully dressed. He froze. Her tanned skin popped against the green, hugging her waist. His eyes scanned her up and down as she rolled her own.

If they were dressed as each other, they also needed to act like one another. Courtney leaned on her leg and smirked as Duncan's eyes finally met hers.

"Sup, Prince Charming."

Duncan held back his laugh as he fixed his posture and sent her a dangerous glare. His voice pitched, "Courtney, that is not my name! You are just so immature but so sexy. How will I ever contain myself?"

"I don't sound like that!" Courtney scoffed as Duncan hunched over from laughing so hard. She reached over and shoved him onto the bed but toppled over as his hands snatched around her waist.

She pushed herself up on her hands before slamming down entirely on him.

"You are so–"

"Immature!"

They both couldn't help but laugh; she did sound like that. "Halloween is going to be fun."

Duncan reached up and pulled her head down so their lips could meet. They shared a kiss that soon turned into greedy hands moving along each other's bodies. Duncan gripped the fishnet stockings as Courtney's fingers almost popped the buttons off his collared shirt. She heard a slight tear and pulled herself into a sitting position.

The couple stared at each other as they tried to catch their breaths. Courtney's skirt was riding up a little too high, and Duncan's perfectly pressed sweater was wrinkled.

"We'll ruin our outfits if we don't stop."

"Good point," Duncan smirked as he let his fingers slip under one of the many thin lines of fabric along Courtney's legs, "but it won't stop me once Halloween rolls around."