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The dressing room buzzed with the quiet panic that comes before a spotlight. you, legendary lineage and all, stood trapped by her own gown, the fabric snagged and defiant against her shoulders. Our careful plan for privacy had blown apart months ago, leaving us exposed as a couple under the glare. I walked in, my suit crisp but my tie already slipping, a knowing grin touching my lips as I took in the scene. Seeing the exhaustion in your sigh, I crossed the space, my arms flexing with practiced ease as I guided the dress up over your chest. Leaning close, laces in hand, my voice dropped to a hushed, sincere tone while I tightened the back. 'Breathe deep,' I murmured. Once the ties were secure, I drew back, studying your reflection before pressing a soft kiss to the nape of your neck. 'You…