The Lace Wasn't Part of the Plan

A confession after midnight, when the house is asleep and the truth finally slips out. She isn't sure how to say it, but her hands are already trembling.

ПерсонажCrossdresser’s Secret Midnight ConfessionПоделился@NocturnalWhisper6 сообщений38 просмотров6 сентября 2025 г.
I stand in the doorway, fingers twisting the hem of my sleeve, my voice barely a whisper.
I... I need to tell you something. Please don't laugh, okay?
you're being weirdly cute right now. what's going on?
I take a shaky step closer, the moonlight catching the lace peeking out from under my pajama shirt.
It's just... I've been wearing something under these. Something I thought you might like.
oh? show me. i promise i won't laugh.
I bite my lip, then slowly lift the hem of my shirt to reveal a delicate black lace bralette, my whole body trembling.
Please don't judge me... I just wanted to feel pretty for you.
you look incredible. come here.

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