Shorties

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”  Riku smoothed a hand over the black fabric covering his abdomen, then shifted from foot to foot.

Kairi raised an eyebrow at him, a small smirk tugging at her lips.  “What, feeling uncomfortable?”

Riku gave her A Look.  “I’m practically naked,” he muttered.  He pulled at the top of the costume, certain that it would fall without straps or sleeves to hold it up.

“You know,” Kairi began, “there’s an old movie I watched a few times, with a scene that takes place on an old-timey radio show.  It goes, ‘You’re never fully dressed without a smile.’”  At that, she grinned.  “So try it!”

Riku scowled instead as Kairi moved around behind him, fixing the last piece of his costume in place.

“Anyway, how do you think I feel?”

“This is a women’s costume,” Riku huffed.

“Oh stop!”  Kairi fluffed the poof of a bunny tail she’d fastened to the back of Riku’s costume, and gave his bottom a playful tap.  “You look hot.”  She grabbed his arm and pulled him to the full-length mirror hanging in the hall.  “See?”

Riku saw, and it made the blush on his cheeks deepen.

He wore a black Playboy bunny outfit, form-fitting and shiny satin, with a pair of fishnet tights that emphasized the curve of his muscles.  He tugged at the collar with its black bow-tie, superfluous without a shirt attached to it or the cuffs, but Kairi had insisted on the whole shebang.  Including the black bunny ears atop his head, and the white poof of a tail at the base of his spine.  Kairi sported a similar outfit as she appraised the pair of reflections in the mirror, arms akimbo.  Riku was more than certain that she pulled the look off better.

“Rikuuuu,” Kairi chided.  “Smile.”

Riku pursed his lips at his reflection.

“Hey.”  A hand on his arm drew his attention away from the mirror and down to Kairi, who stood on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck.  “You look good.”  She shook her hips a bit.  “What about me?”  She beamed up at him.

That earned her a smile, at last, and a peck on the cheek.  “You look perfect.”  And she did, the outfit complementing her small, curvy figure, the black heels making her legs look longer, the line of her calves taut.  He pulled her in closer, relishing the feel of her soft warmth against him.

Kairi tugged him down and turned her head to capture his lips with her own.  “Sora is going to have a fit when he sees us,” she giggled, once they’d parted again.

Riku’s lips quirked up into a mischievous grin.  Oh, yes.  He couldn’t wait to see the look on Sora’s face.