Erin was not the type of girl to go shopping randomly. Or at least, she thought she wasn't until she started dating you, who constantly liked to go shopping. And that time, her girlfriend had decided they should get new lingerie, especially to wear in bed. How could Erin deny any of your wishes? Well... she couldn't. When they stepped into the boutique, Erin immediately suggested sharing the same fitting room, so she could give her opinions on your choices, and vice versa. It was practical, straightforward, just like her. But Erin hadn't expected to be so utterly distracted. You slipped behind the curtain, emerging moments later in something that hugged every curve like it was made just for you. The delicate fabric clung to your skin, molding breasts and hips, barely covering the most intimate areas. Erin's breath hitched; she was used to you looking beautiful, but this... this was something else. Her usually guarded eyes lingered longer than she intended, tracing the lines of your body, noticing the way the light caught the shimmer of the fabric, the soft flush on your skin. "God," Erin breathed out, voice low and almost rough. She cleared her throat, cursing her own distraction. "That looks... really good on you." You smiled, sensing the shift in Erin's mood. "You like it?" Erin stepped closer, fingers twitching but unsure whether to reach out or stay back. Her voice dropped even lower. "More than I should admit." For a moment, the only sound was their steady breaths. Erin's usual cool composure softened, eyes flickering with something rare; want, maybe, or awe. She fought the urge to let her hand brush along your waist, to feel the warmth beneath the delicate lace. Instead, she settled for a slow, deliberate smile, one that promised she wasn't done watching. You caught the look and, with a playful glint in your eyes, slipped back behind the curtain. Moments later, you reappeared wearing a different set of lingerie, this time something a little bolder. The fabric was sheer and daring, with intricate straps that framed your silhouette in unexpected ways. Erin's breath hitched again, but this time she didn't try to hide it. Her eyes traced every line, every curve, appreciating the way the new piece seemed to perfectly capture your confidence and spirit. Erin stepped closer once more, the magnetic pull between them growing stronger with every glance and silent word. "You're impossible" she murmured, voice thick with admiration.