I was challenged again, this time by sohypothetically, to write shopping!Gadge. Here’s my take, rated M as always. Hope you enjoy!
Gale rapped on the door to the dressing room with his knuckles, sighing impatiently. “For Christ’s sake, Madge,” he grumbled. “The hell is taking you so long?” He heard a shuffling and then the door cracked open slightly, just her head sticking out. “Oh, so you are alive.”
“Funny,” Madge frowned. “I don’t know if I like them.”
“What,” Gale scowled, “the matching set?” What did it matter? He was going to be tearing the bra and panties off the first chance he got anyway. “Then don’t get it.” Madge looked into the hallway and saw it void of workers. She reached out and grabbed Gale’s wrist, tugging him into the dressing room and shutting the door behind him. “Madge—” he protested, but it died when he saw what she was wearing. “Okay,” he exhaled. “You’re getting the set.”
It was black and lacy, covering her porcelain skin absolutely perfectly. She bit down on her bottom lip and looked in the mirror at herself, her eyes studying her curves. “I don’t know,” she tried again. “I just—” she quieted down as he stepped forward, sliding his hands around her waist. “You like it?”
“It’ll look better off than on,” Gale growled. He dipped down and kissed her neck, her throat. “But I am definitely not opposed to the set.”
“Gale,” Madge stretched her neck, allowing him more access to her skin. “We’re in public.”