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no_true_pairTitle: Quick Change
Fandom: Victor Victoria / Indiana Jones series
Pairing/Characters: Victor Grazinski | Victoria Grant & Indiana Jones
Content Notes: None
Prompt: September 18 Getting Hot In Here
"Umm," Indy began as the man he was with started stripping off tie and slipping out of the shoes, finding the situation more titillating than he should have.
"That armoire there," Victor said. "Should be a uniform to fit you. I am too short for them." That said, Victor moved to the wardrobe on his side of the room, and dug out a dress that should still allow movement. Indy caught on, hastening into a disguise, but his eyes strayed to his counterpart in the mirror. It had been a long time since a man had caught his attention like this. Then Indy was having to fiddle with the buttons, and sweep all of his clothing into a hastily dumped satchel he discovered.
When he turned, he saw a damned fine looking woman, hair no longer slicked back, and the male garb all shoved into an overly large handbag.
"Wow."
"Later, Doctor," the woman said in a slightly higher voice, sounding utterly feminine.
That did nothing to still Indy's new appreciation for his partner in this liberation for the joint Allied governments. Especially not with the bosom on display in that dress.
"I sure hope so," was Indy's belated reply.
Fandom: Victor Victoria / Indiana Jones series
Pairing/Characters: Victor Grazinski | Victoria Grant & Indiana Jones
Content Notes: None
Prompt: September 18 Getting Hot In Here
"Umm," Indy began as the man he was with started stripping off tie and slipping out of the shoes, finding the situation more titillating than he should have.
"That armoire there," Victor said. "Should be a uniform to fit you. I am too short for them." That said, Victor moved to the wardrobe on his side of the room, and dug out a dress that should still allow movement. Indy caught on, hastening into a disguise, but his eyes strayed to his counterpart in the mirror. It had been a long time since a man had caught his attention like this. Then Indy was having to fiddle with the buttons, and sweep all of his clothing into a hastily dumped satchel he discovered.
When he turned, he saw a damned fine looking woman, hair no longer slicked back, and the male garb all shoved into an overly large handbag.
"Wow."
"Later, Doctor," the woman said in a slightly higher voice, sounding utterly feminine.
That did nothing to still Indy's new appreciation for his partner in this liberation for the joint Allied governments. Especially not with the bosom on display in that dress.
"I sure hope so," was Indy's belated reply.