HELP HOW DOES I ANNIVERSARY

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Brace yourselves, Nexus citizens. James Tiberius Kirk is back, after a somewhat lengthy absence. Not the one who went AWOL and scared the shit out of a lot of people, as he hasn't been gone nearly long enough to grow a beard to rival the Jim that is currently standing in the plaza looking concerned, confused, and very mildly alarmed. At the very least, he isn't behaving like it's an emergency, or like anyone's life is at stake. No, his problems are of a much more mercifully benign type today. Hooray for mundane difficulties!

"What the hell do people do for anniversaries?" he asks, once he's sure that Hunter isn't anywhere to be seen. It wouldn't do to make him seem unprepared, next week. Assuming he figures out what the hell he's going to do, that is.

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What has he gotten himself into, anyway? She's taking this seriously enough that Jim feels fairly confident she's not going to try to hoodwink him into wearing something totally ridiculous, though. As if he'd fall for something like that anyway.

He browses through the racks, passing over the less tasteful items right off the bat, looking for something that'll catch his eye. There's plenty of hosiery to choose from, although he finds himself sidetracked with some sheer silk sashes when Natasha finally reappears with... wow, that is a pretty sexy thing, isn't it? "Nice," he says appreciatively, looking it over. "You really do have an eye for this."

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He asked for help on impressing his boyfriend for their anniversary. Natasha is helping. Not that Jim really needs to make himself more attractive and enticing for seducing someone into bed, but it's their anniversary. Hunter's always been worrying after Jim since Natasha's known him. He deserves something nice.

And Something Nice is exactly what she's going to wrangle Jim into getting.

"Helps that you're easy to dress." She bumps Jim's hip with her own before looking at the selection he's sifting through. "You'd look nice in thigh highs."

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It's mostly the not-a-threat thing that has him wondering, but fortunately it doesn't look like he's got anything to worry about. Natasha is good at this. She's even found his colors on something that isn't tacky as shit.

Jim grins at the hip-bump, and pulls a small selection off the shelf, inspecting the various patterns on offer. "I've got the legs for it," he agrees. "Slinky, sexy, what's not to love? I'm thinking maybe with that garter belt," he says, nodding towards one of the less frilly models.

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You'll get used to that in time, Jim. It's part of hanging out with Natasha. Never quite being sure when she's joking or when she's threatening. They often have the same voice. He should introduce her to Uhura sometime and see if she can tell the difference.

"Good, yes. Now all we need..." She glances up at Jim out of the corner of her eye. "We need to get you some underwear. If you wear all of this and then your regulation boxer briefs I will find you."

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Jim's eyebrows shoot up and he is very, very tempted to ask her, 'Or what?' But you know what, he's not sure he actually wants to hear the answer to that, because there probably is an or-what that she has in mind already.

"What, you don't think I could pull it off?" he asks instead with a roguish grin. He's mostly kidding, Natasha. Mostly.

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"I think something would get pulled off all right."

If he wastes an opportunity like this he won't have again then he's crazy. She settles on a disgruntled frown letting him know he's gotten to her and giving him the win if that's what he's looking for.

"I'm going to go find something for me. You get what you like and let me know if you need help trying it all on. I've worn more than my fair share of this kind of thing." Though Natasha does have the figure most of this clothing was designed to accentuate and she's going to make the most of it.

A red and black corset that definitely looks to have been steampunk inspired, a pair of black vertical stripe thigh high stockings, and a skimpy set of red and blank underthings later and Natasha is smirking to herself while she moves to slip her high heels back on outside the dressing room. Good range of motion even in these. Stockings have an advantage to tights because they don't restrict her legs any when she needs to move. Considering most of her fighting style is based on using her opponent's momentum against them and her own flexibility, she needs to have that even in something like this.

Frankly, anyone she gets in a thigh lock while she's dressed like this should be honored to get choked out by her.

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It's not so much a win that he's after, not over her, anyway. The whole idea of having an anniversary in the first place is still weird and novel, and honestly doesn't feel quite real. These things happen to other people, but not Jim Kirk. Except, apparently, when it does. He's still trying to wrap his head around that a bit.

He smiles and flashes her a thumbs up before she disappears into the rows upon rows of shapewear, and turns his attention towards actually finding something that'll look good on him. There's a lot of comedic options available, but he ignores them all, narrowing his search to the more serious choices. Something in black, to match the rest of the ensemble... hmm. Yeah, this one'll do. Not his usual kinda thing, but it's not really for him, now is it?

There's a dumb smile threatening to break out on his face as he collects his chosen purchases and heads for the dressing rooms to make sure it all fits right. The thigh-highs and whatnot are easy, but the corset... that's new territory. So many laces to snug up. "Am I doing this right?" Seems like she'd definitely know if he's wearing it stupidly wrong.

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"Unlock the door. Let me see."

There's no shame here as she lets herself into Jim's dressing room to see how he's doing. One eyebrow goes up at the sight of the captain bent over trying to straighten out his thigh highs. This was a valuable use of her time, indeed.

"Okay take the corset off. You've got it mostly right, but I'm gonna show you a trick for getting them on alone." When Jim complies Natasha lays it down over one of the benches with the laces facing them. "Make sure everything is laced properly first. Put all your other fun underwear on, then this. with everything already laced all you should have to do is reach behind you and pull them tight before tucking them up underneath like that. Now you try."

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No shame for either of them, and Jim certainly doesn't mind the view he's got, either. Committing that image to memory, thank you very much. Confidence is sexy, and Natasha has that in spades, with the way she waltzes in like she belongs there.

His second attempt goes much easier, not needing to fumble around quite as much behind his own back with the laces. "That's tons better, wow."

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"You're a flexible guy, it'll work out alright."

Even in heels Natasha isn't tall enough to lean an arm on Jim's shoulder so she settles for bumping his hip with her own again and nodding toward the mirror.

"Not a bad look, Captain. You'd turn quite a lot of heads in that."

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That gets a small laugh out of him, a familiar roguish grin flashing across his face. "You're damn right I would." Yeah it's vain of him to admire himself in the mirror, but Jim Kirk is a man who is very well aware of how attractive he is, and how to use his natural charm to his advantage. But he has to admit, this probably wouldn't look half as good without her keen eye for detail.

Credit where credit's due. "Thanks. I'm sure Hunter's gonna love it."