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Elaina pressed her lips into a firm line when he came up next to her, "That was a cheap shot." She said, taking her bags from the cashier-woman with a short, appreciative smile.

 
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"You said I was allowed. I'm taking full advantage of that," Christien said to her, trying not to laugh-- holding it in fairly well, actually, somehow. As they began to make their way from the cashier to the doors, he said, "You don't normally react to it quite like that, so I wasn't expecting it to have that much of an effect on you." Maybe it was because he whispered in her ear? Girls did like that, apparently.

 
Mornin' :)

"You have a point there. Maybe it's because I'm forcing myself not to think any innapropriate thoughts about you, like I normally do, so it's all bottled up now." Elaina laughed, swinging the bag on her arm as she was walking alongisde Christien. To amuse him and herself, she walked a tad ahead of him, adding a little extra swing in her hips. All the while, trying to think of ways to win the competition, because, at the moment, it seemed that she was losing.

 
"Could be," Christien agreed thoughtfully, nodding. "I might do it again at some point, just for the comedy value. Your expression.. I would pay to see that again." He chuckled and watched her as she walked. He felt he could handle that, and it was alright to occasionally give way to a few of those sorts of thoughts, so long as they weren't enough to make him crack.

 
"Oh, you're so nice." Elaina remarked sarcastically, trying to stiffle her smirk. "So, where are we going now? Are you going to buy anything?" She asked, glancing back at him.

 
"You still looked beautiful, of course," Christien added with a chuckle and slight smirk as he looked up at her from her previously swaying hips. "Oh, well, I thought you wanted to get some lingerie first," he said in reply to her second comment, "I recognise the name, that's the one the girls all talk about." He nodded to a shop just further down their side of the street.

 
"Oh, well then let's go in there!" Elaina bounced towards the stoor, her hips still swaying partially from her previous intentions and partially from the speed she was attempting to walk at. Upon entering the store, she was greeted by two intimidatingly pretty women with French; to which she simply nodded politely at and headed towards the racks.

 
Christien followed in behind. The women had previously been wondering why the girl who'd just come in hadn't said hi back, until they saw Christien. They said hello and got him involved in a conversation, thus stopping him at the door. One asked what he was looking for and he replied with, "I'm here with my girlfriend, she's looking for something." They seemed disappointed and he saw an opportunity to step past and join Elaina. Well, he didn't know why they were so disappointed to hear that he had a girlfriend-- why else would he be coming into a women's underwear shop if he wasn't with her or wasn't buying her a gift? For the kicks? He didn't think so. He made a show of wrapping his arm around Elaina, slipping his hand in her back pocket.

 
Elaina turned her head around, slightly confused until she saw the envious faces of the women behind him, obviously staring angrily. "Hey babe," she smirked. She followed his actions and also made a big show of picking up a skimpy, black lacy braw and underwear combo and flashing it to Christien, but more to the women behind him. "Like this one? It really doesn't cover anything..but I think that'll be alright."

 
"Hey, baby," Christien replied. A kiss would have looked so good then, but, obviously, they couldn't. Still he looked at the underwear she was showing him and nodded. "You know the more I can see of you, the better," he told her with a slight smirk, "So long as you're comfortable with that." The women where whispering to each other, things about Elaina being American and such, and that he was only attracted to her because there weren't that many blonde people in France. Jealousy, of course. He had to tell himself not to roll his eyes.

 
Elaina grinned widely at him, wondering if kissing his neck was against the rules, because at that moment, it would have been more then perfect. She could easily see the women speaking amongst themselves behind Christien, and even saw one draw her eyes slowly down to his butt before coming back up and smirking. She frowned and started to lead him towards the dressing room, mumbling, "I don't like the way they were looking at you."

 
Christien pursed his lips and looked up to find one of the women staring him down quite suggestively, just as Elaina had said. She saw him spot her and she looked anxious for second before turning her head away very quickly. "Just ignore them, he murmured, "They've got nothing on you."

 
"Whatever, sure, they're attractive if you like that obviously beautiful sort of thing." Elaina remarked slightly annoyed, pulling him into the dressing room and locking the door. "I have to completely change for this so face the other way so it won't be aainst the rules."

 
"You're much more beautiful than them, Elaina," Christien told her, with a genuine look of adoration for her on his face. "And, clearly, you're a much better person since you don't go checking out guys who are taken. Especially when their girlfriend is right there. Take no notice." He then nodded and turned around so she could change,

 
"Thank you, love." Elaina proceeded to completely change into the lingerea before adding, "You know, you're making this really difficult not to kiss you; with all the adorable things you say and such." Laughing light-heartedly, she spun around, placing her hands on her hips. "What do you think?" She asked, gesturing to her body. The outfit barely covered anything; the bra simply went over the necessaruy parts and left her rather-large chest to come close to spilling out, and the underwear was all lace, leaving barely anything left to imagination.

 
"That's not necessarily a bad thing," Christien chuckled. He suggested, "I tell you what, I'll let you kiss my neck or something when we're out there just while we're here, to p'iss them off." He turned around and his eyes widened momentarily. Certainly, there wasn't much of it, and even the most gentlemanly kind of men, such as Christien, wouldn't be able to not stare. His face probably said all she needed for an answer.

 
Elaina grinned triumphantly at his expression and did a little three-sixty turn, slowly to tease. "I like it too!" She laughed and told him her thoughts on the thing he said prior, "And okay, good. I'd like to see their faces when I'm all over you and they can't have you. Stupid gorgeous French women." She laughed, tossing her golden waves older her shoulder; to give him a better view of course.

 
Christien shook himself and apologised, "Oh.. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't stare like that. But, well, you look.. Amazing. I can't think of a good word right now." He ran his hand back through his hair, continuing to watch her. Trying to think of something else, he replied to her last comment, "I think that would be great, too."

 
"I hope they'll like what I'm going to buy as much as you do." Elaina commented, raising her eyebrows suggestively at him. She turned towards the mirror, bouncing a little, for her amusement and of course, to ensure his eyes were trained on her for as long as possible. "Can't wait until I get to use this fabulous little outfit. I'm sure my boots will go along just great."

 
"Not possible, but almost," Christien replied with a small smirk. He chuckled and said, "Yeah, for me, that and the boots is all you need on when we get back, love. You look great. Honestly, the sexiest woman I've ever seen."

 
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