Hermann stared at the door, rolled his eyes, and waited. Newton seemed to take an eternity to finish dressing, and casting glances to his husband's old bedroom, he couldn't help but worry that Sophie might be home and come out of her room and ask about why he's standing in the hallway in front of his own bedroom door.
At least he wore loose-fitting pants.
But it was worth the wait. Once the door was closed behind them, Hermann got a nice long look at his husband dressed up in his nurse's outfit. More alluring in person than in a lewdly posed photo. The skirt on its own was distracting, and he was eager to see how the lace looked.
He shifted close, hand alighting on Newton's hip.
"..Well now, perhaps I'll have to thank Mr. Graham for the gift after all."
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At least he wore loose-fitting pants.
But it was worth the wait. Once the door was closed behind them, Hermann got a nice long look at his husband dressed up in his nurse's outfit. More alluring in person than in a lewdly posed photo. The skirt on its own was distracting, and he was eager to see how the lace looked.
He shifted close, hand alighting on Newton's hip.
"..Well now, perhaps I'll have to thank Mr. Graham for the gift after all."