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”We’re here.”
You step out of the fancy car you’ve been escorted in, looking up at the shopping mall ahead of you. It was exactly like Mr. Elijah Kamski to send you to such an elaborate place, with no more than 2 guards. Not that you needed them, who was going to want to come over to you in such a hurry.
You glance over to Chloe, the android stepping out of the other side, watching her movement as she joins you in front of the mall, a bright smile on her face.
You were glad Elijah at least thought to send someone with some common sense for ladies clothing; the two men escorting you here wouldn’t be no help if you knew any better.
Especially since you seemed to be after one thing in particular.
Chloe leads you to the entrance, taking your hand and pulling you towards the first clothing store in sight. If anything, it seemed Chloe was more excited to do some shopping than you were.
You spend a good two hours browsing and shopping, and you manage to find a good use for those two guards of yours. They’re happy to make the rounds, taking your bags back to the car and leaving you be to shop until you call for them again.
You find yourselves then in one of the lingerie stores, surrounded by lace, leather and all that in-between.
“What are we doing in here?” Your head turns with the sound of your name, spotting the almost confused look on Chloe’s face.
“Well, I was just looking to buy some new lingerie. All mine is old and, well, I do want to look nice for Elijah.”
You face heats with the words, a soft rosy blush dusting your cheeks. Chloe nods in understanding, giving her soft smile, and allowing you to browse.
You eventually pick out a few sets, one in black and one in red; a few other mix and match pieces and finally set off to try on what you were allowed.
You drag Chloe in behind, closing up the stall and starting to undress, the RT600 sitting daintily on the seat provided in the stall. You first try on the black, adorned with lace and floral patterns, allowing Chloe to adjust the straps so that it sits comfortably against your shoulders.
Chloe steps back, watches you admire the article in the mirror and nods in approval at the fit.
“It doesn’t feel tight at all?” Chloe asks, running her fingers under the straps of the bra, catching your eye in the mirror. “The cup looks like it fits really well.”
“It does feel comfortable, thank you Chloe.” You agree on the fit, turning to face the android with an almost skeptical look on your face. “You think Elijah will like it?”
“Of course,” Chloe nods, taking a glance to the other sets you have lined up for trying on, “but perhaps try this one.” She picks up the dark cobalt blue bra, similar to the colour of her own dress, and passes it over.
“This is one of Elijahs more favourite colours.” You take the lingerie and look it over. It was one of the more subtle like bras you had picked up, it wasn’t as flashy as the others, no extended lace, no silk straps, just a plain, pretty looking bra.
“Okay, give me a sec—“ you say, before trying it on, once again, allowing Chloe to adjust the straps and find the comfortable fit. “What do you think?”
It takes a moment for Chloe to answer, her eyes linger over the article of clothing for a little longer than she had before, finally looking back to your face and nodding.
“It looks fine, perfect in fact.” She states, and you can’t help but notice the almost nonchalant look on her face. “Elijah will most certainly love it.”
"Looks like someone else may most certainly love it too." You pipe up, smiling at the android ahead of you. You weren't completely sure, but you could have sworn there was a faint blue blush dusting over Chloe's cheeks.
“Oh, I—“ Chloe flusters, turning her head suddenly away from looking at you. You giggle at her, taking her hand in yours and attempting to look at her face.
“C’mon Chloe, I’ve seen the way you glance at me.” You jaunt, nudging her arm with your elbow. “It’s not like I’m completely oblivious to it.”
The RT600 goes quiet. She didn’t realise you would have been so perceptive of her, she thought she was being subtle enough for you not to notice.
But she guess she’s been caught in the act after all.
“I’m sorry.” Is all Chloe says next, but you wave off her apology and laugh. Next you take hold of one of the set you have put by, look it over and pass it instead to Chloe.
“Don’t be sorry for anything, Chloe.” She looks quizzically at the set and then to your face. “Here, put it on. I wanna see what you look like in it.”
Chloe becomes stunned, looks at you with sudden alarm that you were asking her to dress up for you. That makes you laugh even harder that she had suddenly become speechless.
“What’s the matter?” You ask, while Chloe begins to take the set all but hesitantly.
“It’s, just I’ve never been asked to try on things myself.” Chloe starts, a dusting of blue definitely coming over her cheeks now. “None of Elijahs previous partners ever asked something like that of me.”
“Not even Eli himself?” Chloe shook her head no, in response. “You mean, Elijah Kamski has someone as pretty as you and he hasn’t asked you to dress up for him?” Chloe responds no again and you roll your eyes, placing your hands on your hips.
“Elijah takes pride in his creations and the beauty he’s put into them, but he’s never asked me to do such a thing at that.” Chloe explains, beginning to undress herself in order to try on the set. And the explanation honestly made you a little mad. To think, this gorgeous being wasn’t being used to her full advantage. Or even treated like royalty was beyond you.
“Well,” you start when Chloe has finally placed the lingerie on, eyeing up the way the dark crimson accentuated her pale skin. “I will have to make some changes around the house from now on.”
You wink, inevitably making Chloe even more flustered and somewhat shy, before bringing her in front of the mirror and peeking over her shoulder. You catch her gaze in the reflection and smirk at her, pressing your cheek against hers affectionately.
“Elijah should be so lucky to have girls so beautiful by his side.”