Endless loop of madness - William afton X reader

45 - Richard's promise

(Sorry for being so long)

I proudly stood before my mirror, staring at the beautiful hand made gown that perfectly supported my greater quality of my body, while giving an expose neckline off the shoulders sleeves that hung wonderfully around the wrist collar. The colour worked well with my skin, the shape it was giving designed carefully around my figure.

While it held structure, it had the flow to it. I could freely walk around it while it having less structure and more freeness at the bottom. Being an inch above the ground, in heals, it could use a side slit, let the tightness around the hips work more. I felt extremely happy and proud of how it turned out, and honestly, I leaped into Daniel's arm, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you!" I sang proudly, spinning around to feel the at the bottom follow along my movement.

"Don't keep Richard waiting, and please focus on yourself, not me."

"You simply don't understand what you're missing out on." I grinned with confidence, adjusting my hair.

"That's not what I mean." Daniel sighed, giving up trying to get a different view across. The argument wasn't worth it, and he's not a person of much words when it's about himself. So This was a proud moment. Not to brag, but my best friend was amazing.

"Don't worry, I'll be normal." I grinned, admiring myself one more time in the mirror, applying a bit of lipstick, and Daniel adjusted a loose strand of hair, making it less obvious.

My lungs burned as I held my breath, moving from the hallway to my living room. A stride of confident in my steps, head held high. I let out the breath, feeling the nervousness creep up my back, but I kept it down, forcing a smile. Richard's gaze burned lustfully my skin. A smile hid his obvious desire as he sat on the couch, waiting.

"Wow." He cleared his voice, looking away nervously after he realised he was gawking. His face stiffened with embarrassment. "I mean, you look lovely, (y/n)." He stood up, adjusting himself, before stepping to me. His hand gently wrapped around him, bringing it close for him to lay a kiss on it with pride. Something deep down turned, at this simply action. A simple kiss of the hand, but made me feel oddly excited, and not sexually, but like I a switch of desire. Romantic desire. To treated with simple pleasantries that one might not notice, but makes a different. "The most gorgeous woman I've seen in the entire time frame of being a widow."

"That doesn't feel like a compliment, but I'll take it." I giggled, buzzing with excitement through my medicated body. I threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around him, landing kisses on his lips. Bountiful of simple kisses. His hand knew exactly where to hold me, to feel a growing sense of needing him by my side until the end of time. I can't let this one escape my life, nor push him to madness.

"Now," Daniel coughed to get our attention. We passively looked his way, knowing he was interrupting us act like two teenagers desperately in love. He swallowed his nerves, and continued with a smaller voice, "be careful, and be home by morning," He avoid our eyes, "um-, no sex in the dress, please. Be careful when taking it off. There is a zipper on the back, it's hidden so you can have this look of continuous about it. Nothing interrupting the hemline. So, please, hang the dress up, never fold it. No spilling drinks, no fighting in it." Daniel nitpicked, gently picking at invisible details off my arm, pulling down my sleeves a bit, saying they meant to resting, not held hostage. His hands pushed my shoulders down. "Relax." He avoided the fact Me and Richard felt more embarrassed than anything about. His constant lingering touches, the avoidance of eye contact because he knew it was this more fucking weird, and what was worse, he could have done this before I walked to Richard.

This was humiliating, like I couldn't put on a simply dress, he had all the time to help.

"Daniel-" I tried to voice this, but his mind blew a fuse and hid in embarrassment. "-Nevermind. Should we get going before I find new ways to mount you?" I laughed, knowing it would turn him into a mess. Richard's face plastered red, and he stumbled on his words.