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Song: Dark eyes - Andrè Kostelanetz (music that you can dance to)
Imagine; You're Tony's personal maiden, when nobody is around he is kind and sweet, he loves you. But when everyone else is around, he feels like he needs to act different, because you're a maiden.
CHEESY ROMANTIC FIC COMING YOUR WAY! INCOMING!
Of course there's a little... okay not so little but big angst in this because you know... it's me.. but it gets fluffy I swear...
Your regular dress:
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The dress for the ball:
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'Y/n, I want to ask you something..' Tony hums lowly.
She's laying comfortable against his bare chest, her hand mangling with his. She mindlessly plays with the fingers. A pleasant feeling.
'What is it?' She replies with her velvet voice, your head tilting her head up to look at him.
'I want you to come to the ball tomorrow evening... not as a maiden but as a Princess... my Princess...'
She turns her body around rapidly, her knees digging into the soft bed while she gives him a slight frown. She's unsure if he meant it as a joke or not.
'I've had enough of hiding... I hate having to lie to everyone when I have this amazing, kind and loving woman by my side.. that I do not get to kiss in public...'
'Hmm, a night of dancing, in a pretty dress.. not having to clean up after you?, how could I resist?' She smiles.
'You know I don't like it when you clean up after me...you don't have to do that...'
'Oh but I do... else it will get suspicious...we were almost caught last time..and we should get dressed now before we possibly scar some young knights eyes permanently...' she pushes herself up to kiss his cheek lovingly before sliding out of his grip.
