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Laughing, the brunette lifted her hands defensively. "My lips will remain sealed." She even moved her hands, motioning a zipper shutting her lips. She knew when not to push something and the fact that she'd managed to get the blonde this far was a win in itself. She had no issues with stopping there.
"Though, I'm not sure your threat sounds too bad..." She walked over to one of the closets and opened it. Running her fingers through a few of the clothing items, she pulled out a black corset. "I did win, after all." Putting the corset aside, she returned her attention to the closet.
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Emmett kept a safe distance as Alice went through a closet, but hazel eyes remained watchful as the brunette set aside an article. Briefly, she wondered how she got herself into this, but the spark of a threat kept the mechanic on her toes. She put her hands in her pockets, rocking back and forth on her heals as she laughed. "I'll come up with something more cruel, then." Though really, she trusted her friend wouldn't go shouting to the world that Emmett Coupland dressed up for a night.
Slowly, she stepped closer, hands pressing lightly to the brunettes hips as she shifted her weight onto her toes to look over her. "So what made you realized you liked doing this?" She asked, genuinely curious.
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