(kinktober 1. Lost Carnival canon, but off screen.)

[tacosgay]

Taako didn't do this for Foster. Frankly, he was just bored and curious as to what all sorts of things were laying around the costuming rooms here. The answer proved to be far more entertaining than he anticipated.

He's spread out across his bed, waiting for Foster's return entirely to see what his reaction is going to be. No matter what, it's going to be amusing; he'd claimed a few sets of lingerie in varying sizes, including a white, lacy set decorated with little ribbons that currently graces his form, the pale material a stark contrast on his dark skin.

Foster is late, but at least Taako doesn't sleep; he's presently entertaining himself by reading back over his Uncle John's Elven Bathroom Reader.

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[criticallyfucked]

That is really not what Foster would have done if he were by himself on the bed in lingerie, but then, Foster's first action would probably have been to take the lingerie off unless it were someone else's instruction he wear it.

It certainly wasn't what he was expecting to come home to--bitter, spent, but still half-giddy with self-disgust and half-sour with resentment. He was not expecting to have a full view of Taako's nearly-nude form, white lace on brown skin, thighs spread shamelessly--

And it strikes him that he should not be licking his lips at approximately the same second he finds himself doing exactly that.