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Yuuri fought with the zipper, almost tearing Viktor’s dress as he pulled it up. Frowning, Viktor regarded his mirror image.
“Nah, that still isn’t right.”
“Let me fix that.” Yuuri said and reached into Viktor’s bra.
“Oh, Elfie, I like that,” Viktor cooed as Yuuri adjusted the silicon pads.
“Someone needs to tidy up your chaos, dear.” Yuuri stepped back and tilted his head at Viktor’s pushed-up fake breast. “They’re symmetrical now.”
“Perfect!” Viktor propelled Yuuri to a chair. “Time for your makeup, Elfie! Green would match your eyes. What do you think?”
Yuuri smiled. “I trust in your experience.”