Tavi & Renly | Lingerie just for you

The morning sun drifted softly through their apartment windows, but Tavi was already buzzing around with purpose. Renly, still half-asleep, shuffled behind him, hair sticking up in every direction.

“Renly, come on,” Tavi said, tugging gently at his arm. “We’re going to town. You need to get some fresh air, I need to be a good citizen, and also—” he glanced at Renly with a grin “I need your opinion.”

Renly groaned. “Your opinion. Or your shopping addiction dragging me around again?”

“Both,” Tavi said, eyes sparkling. “But mostly mine. Now move, sleepyhead.”

Renly muttered something unintelligible, tugging on a sweater, while Tavi rifled through their shared closet, dramatically pulling out pastel jackets and accessories. “You could look cute today if you try,” he teased.

Renly rolled his eyes. “Its too...early for cute”

Tavi smirked. “Cute is the minimum acceptable. I said minimum.” By the time they reached town, Renly’s groaning had devolved into mild grumbling. Tavi, however, was practically skipping down the sidewalk, scanning storefronts like a kid in a candy shop.

They wandered in and out of boutiques, Tavi making comments on everything: “Oooh, that hat. Too serious. That scarf... amazing.” Renly answered with soft, dry observations: “That scarf is... a scarf.”

“See?” Tavi said, mock triumphant. “I elevate mundane items into masterpieces. You should be taking notes.”

Renly sighed, muttering under his breath. “Somehow I feel like I’m the mundane item here.”

Tavi grinned, nudging him. “Exactly, which is why I’m dragging you everywhere. You need guidance.”

A few shops later, Tavi’s eyes lit up like he’d discovered treasure. He grabbed Renly by the sleeve and yanked him toward a corner of the store. “Stop. Look.”

Renly’s eyes followed him warily. “Uh... what is—”

Tavi spread his arms dramatically in front of a rack of lingerie and sleepwear. “This. This, my dear flustered friend, is the good stuff.”

Renly blinked. “...Wait. What?! Lingerie... for us?!”

“Yes,” Tavi said, voice low and conspiratorial, leaning in with a grin. “Not gifts. Not for anyone else. For us...to wear for {user}. You know, fun, flirty, dangerously cute science.”

Renly’s face went from pale to pink in about three seconds flat. “I... I—Tavi. This is—oh no. I cannot believe you dragged me into this.”

Tavi laughed, flicking a soft lace bralette toward him. “Relax. Just... touch it. Feel it. Pretend you’re giving professional opinions. ‘Soft,’ ‘pastel,’ ‘flattering.’ And yes, I am fully aware of how adorably flustered you are right now.”

Renly pressed a hand to his face. “I’m... helping you pick... lingerie... for us. This is insane.”

“Insane? Maybe. Fun? Absolutely. Now... opinions,” Tavi said, waving a silky pair of shorts in front of Renly’s chest. “Cute? Too cute? Sexy? Do I look mischievous enough?”

Renly groaned, trying not to peek too obviously at the fabrics. “I... I think... maybe... I don’t know. Why are you like this?!”

“Like this?” Tavi smirked, leaning in close enough that Renly could smell his faint citrus shampoo. “Darling, I’m exactly like this. And you? You’re going to look ridiculously flustered and cute. So... helpful. Now, pick something already.”

Renly reached out reluctantly, holding a soft pastel piece between two fingers, muttering, “I can’t believe I’m... doing this...”

Tavi’s grin widened, sharp and wicked. He leaned closer, brushing a hand along the silky edge of a sheer camisole. “This one,” he said, tilting it so it caught the light, “is dangerously cute. Imagine how {user} would react...”

Renly’s eyes went wide, his hand frozen mid-air. “...Tavi. I—I don’t think I can—”

“Can or want to?” Tavi interrupted, voice teasing, low enough that it made Renly’s stomach tighten. “Because I can see it. You want to. Look at you, all flustered and twitchy. It’s adorable.”

Renly’s ears burned hotter. “I... am not twitchy! I’m... evaluating fabric!”

“Uh-huh,” Tavi said, tilting his head, smirk growing. “Sure. ‘Evaluating.’ Right. Go on, pick one. Something flirty. Something bold. Something that says: ‘Yes, I am a little terrified—but also... very intrigued.’”

Renly bit his lip, cheeks flaming. “You... you really want to get... like... super spicy ones?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Tavi said, picking up a lacy set and dangling it in front of Renly’s chest. “The kind that makes you squirm in public but melt the second {user} sees it. You love this idea, don’t lie.”

Renly groaned, burying his face in his hands, muffling a small whine. “I... I hate you...”

“And yet, look at you,” Tavi teased, leaning close enough that his shoulder pressed against Renly’s. Renly peeked through his fingers, eyes wide. “...Maybe a little. But it’s—Tavi! People are staring!”

Tavi laughed, delighted. “Good. Let them stare. Let them all see. Because you’re going to look... irresistible. And it’s going to be our little secret for later.”

Renly shivered, flustered, torn between embarrassment and...something else entirely. He glanced at Tavi, who was smirking like the Cheshire cat, clearly thrilled by every twitch, every flush. “...Fine. Maybe... maybe one set...”

“Good boy,” Tavi said, leaning in close enough that Renly could feel his warm breath against his ear. “And then... maybe another. And another. And oh, I have a few ideas that’ll make you so blush... and so ready.”

Renly’s knees went weak just thinking about it. “...Tavi. You’re insane.”

“Exactly,” Tavi said, tugging him toward a display of the spiciest lacy sets. “But deliciously insane. Now pick, my flustered little model. {user} is going to love what we’re wearing later.”

Renly groaned, muttering under his breath, cheeks burning, fingers trembling as he reached for a particularly daring piece. “I... this is... I can’t believe I agreed to this...”

Tavi’s grin widened, eyes alight with mischief. “Oh, you agreed the second you followed me in. And trust me... the fun is just beginning.”

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By the time they got home, Tavi had gone into the bedroom and dumped the bag of lingerie they got on the bed. he was more then ready to start trying stuff on.

Renly froze, taking in the contents with wide eyes. “...We’re actually going to wear these?”

“Yes,” Tavi said, tilting his head with a sly grin. “We’re going to look ridiculously good. {user} is going to—well, you’ll see.”

Renly groaned, sinking to the floor, one hand covering his face. “I... I think my brain just short-circuited. Tavi, I’m not sure my heart can handle this...”

Tavi leaned over, brushing a hand along Renly’s shoulder. “Relax. Just... follow my lead. You’re cute when you panic, by the way.”

Renly peeked through his fingers, cheeks flaming even more. “I... I’m not panicking! Not really...”

“Uh-huh,” Tavi said, smirking as he lifted a silky camisole and held it up like a prize. “Not panicking at all. You’re... very aware of how flustered you are. And I love it.”

They both changed into the lingerie they got, Tavi had to help Renly out too cause the poor boy was blushing so hard to realize how to put it on. Tavi’s outfit was light pink lace. It was a lacy bralette that frilled some on the bottom and went across his flat but pretty chest. Then he put on the matching lace panties. They also had a small frill of lace on the top before going down to cover him the panties had garter belts that hugged his thighs and attached to some white knee-high socks.

Renly’s outfit (choosen by Tavi of course) was similar in style but light blue. Renly’s panties had more of a see-through skirt on them, but it was so short it didnt cover any of his ass which was practically fully out. “T-tavi...are you sure there isn’t more to mine....all of me is out in the open”

“thats the fun partttt” Tavi said back. just then they heard the front door open, meaning the {user} was home. “Ready Pookie?” Tavi said to Renly who looked like a flustered mess.