"I can't believe you've both roped me into this, but... well, I can't say I'm not excited either." Saige throws one leg over the other in the backstage dressing room with a slight curl upturning the corner of her lips. Her dark brown eyes, once mistaken for black, settle on the two mischief makers before her, their sheepish grins only making the hypnotist more eager to see one of them melting in her palm very soon. 

"Oh please, you were chomping at the bit to poach my subject the moment she mentioned wanting to do this. Last I checked, Saige, you're not a stage performer! If I'd known this was all it would take to get you out in front of an audience of more than one, I'd have done it years ago." Saige's best friend Maggie cackles, both women turning to inspect the nervous wreck that completes their backstage trio. What does she have to be nervous about, thinks Saige with a pit in her stomach over having to perform. Her girlfriend Mina had mentioned an interest in being an assistant to one of Miss Maggie's hypnosis acts after the tittering Magpie had moaned about this venue's strict rules against picking out volunteers for such a thing. After hearing this, Saige had gotten jealous at the idea and impulsively offered to stand in for Maggie's demonstration. While Saige has not taken to a stage since college, she's still got a background in theatre and, perhaps more importantly, is a professional hypnotist herself. Professionally, she uses her skills for therapy, but there's no reason they can't translate to good showmanship with a little tweaking. And so their long week of teething rehearsal began.

"I guess if you can't take a volunteer, how do people know you're not just faking it? I-I mean, that I'm not just faking it, hehe..." Mina fidgets and Saige feels herself absorbed by that cute bundle of nerves before her, silently wishing that Maggie would give them some privacy so that she could calm the pretty thing down with sloppy tongue and daring fingers. The thought of touching her girlfriend like that so close to an audience the size of which Saige would rather forget, makes the tall brunette blush fiercely. 

Maggie laughs, tousling silky, dyed blue hair with a hand that a slightly possessive Saige wants to sever with dagger-like stare. "I've got a rep, which extends to those I vouch for. Usually shows like this are seen as kinda trashy, forgettable entertainment, but this city's simply got that kink gene I guess. I've got fans~ Anyway, you can't really prove you haven't just planted a fake volunteer in the audience to begin with, so if people are gonna be suspicious then uh... fuck 'em. People just wanna see som--"

"Oh I'll make sure they know it's real, Minny, you can count on that. I'll drop you so deep for me on that stage not even the staunchest sceptic could deny my sway over your mind. You'll lose your thread so badly we'll need audience participation to help us find it." Saige leans forward in her chair, staring intently at the girl she loves, a blushing mess on account of such powerful words. 

"G-Good. Can I uhm... give you a good luck kiss then? Not that you'll need it, hehe." The blue haired brat appears meeker than ever, she's gone into trance for her girlfriend countless times but never in front of an audience. A part of her feels like it's showing something private and intimate between them, but then a larger part of her finds that notion exciting. Not in an exhibitionist sort of way, but getting to share proof of their trust, their bond, to a crowd of strangers just has her heart beating erratically for some peculiar reason. 

"Do you really need to ask? C'mere, I've been staring at those lips for almost an hour now. We can pretend Magpie flew off, the amount of times she subjected me to much worse during out stint as roommates has my sympathy well and truly dead!" Saige giggles and flicks her gaze over to Maggie, thinking wryly that the nosy raven haired woman will probably not give them the courtesy of averting that intense gaze housed in black make-up.

Too enamoured with encroaching softness to care, the hypnotist and subject bring their lips together, Mina resting a knee between her girlfriend's uncrossed legs as the shorter lover leans over to reach those waiting lips. Perfectly kissable, all for her. "Mmh... you better give everyone a good show out there, alright Say-Say? I tend to forget what happens if my trance is too deep, which I'm honestly a little grateful for for once in my life!" 

"You're so nervous, it's actually adorable." Saige's smile grows and she cups Mina's chin, pulling the anxious brat into a second, longer kiss before pulling away and wiping her mouth with playful thumb. "Somehow, I think this one will be a night you'll never forget." If only Mina knew just how badly Saige's nerves eclipsed her own, a secret shared between her and Maggie that Mina won't be privy to until the end of the night. 

"Wh-wha... gosh, you're always teasing me. You know I always get you back right? There'll be a second orange chair in the apartment come next week." With a bright, beaming smile, Mina pecks Saige's lips as she remembers that all good things come in threes. That's why Maggie's here, after all. 

"Look sharp you lot, you're on in two minutes." Maggie's manager pokes their head into the room and with a shy smile, Mina unmounts herself from Saige's chair and skips over to the mirror to make sure her make-up looks okay. Being a professional beautician, Mina also made up a reluctant Saige for this show, going as far as to style that mess of hazelnut hair into something dazzling. 

Saige can't help but watch the plucky thing get distracted by her own reflection, it seems even Mina herself isn't immune to that cuteness of hers. Unsteady hand closes around the lump in her deep blazer pocket, Saige trying to hide just how excited she is as she runs fingers through that glittering hair and remarks that for once it almost feels as silky as Mina's. She had assumed Mina was going to straighten it, but the girl knows her better than that and instead intensified the curls, they're like mesmerising spirals hanging down. Her hair has never had so much volume before, let's hope her voice can carry to match it. 

"Alright hon, let's get going or we'll miss our cue. If you're still nervous just remember you'll be in trance for most of it, just focusing on what I tell you, while I have to be awake the entire time!" Saige hops up and exhales her anxiety in ritualistic motion, heading over to the mirror and lacing fingers into Mina's to give that soft hand of hers a gentle squeeze.

"If you need me to step in for you last minute, Saige, I'm more than happy to have her melt for me instead. See? I'm all done up too, just in case." Maggie laughs and stands too, joining the pair headed for the door. 

"No... that's cause you need to introduce us, or they'll think you didn't bother to show at all and had some rando fill in~" Saige nudges her ex with an elbow, once upon a time Maggie had been Saige's hypnotist, back when the brunette had still considered herself a 'sub'. Maggie was a very generous domme, whereas Saige is just as selfish as Mina likes her to be. 

"Apples and oranges, dear! Speaking of, aha, I can't believe you both still have that garish piece of furniture in your place after a year." 

Mina grumbles, having made it known that she will not budge from her attachment to the ugly orange chair she had bought as the first piece of furniture for their shared living space. That it keeps inexplicably coming up in conversation only emboldens her further. Like a protective mother in the wild, Mina bares her fangs. "Lay a finger on my baby and I'll cut you, bitch."

"Okay okay okay, I've talked your ears off enough now, let me hand you over to my good friend, the uh... illustrious Miss Saige! This is her debut so be sure to post nice things about her online, oh and if you ever wondered what a stage hypnotist looks like under trance themselves, scroll down on my socials far enough and you'll find old pictures still up of our Miss Saige so mindl--"

Saige clears her throat and gives an overly cutesy smile to the woman at the front of the stage, the audience laughing along as though she's playing up a scripted bit devised in advance. Maggie can't help but wink to the two waiting behind the curtain, enjoying herself at others' expense is a top five pastime of hers though thankfully she never usually takes it too far. 

"Alright folks, without further ado! Please welcome to the stage the illustrious Miss Saige and her subject for this evening's mesmerising demonstration, Miiiinaaaa!" As the Magpie bows and ushers the two to the front, Saige gives the raven haired woman a bemused look as she wonders if Maggie thinks this is a wrestling match or a comedy act, her opening was all over the place. Only when that chaos has flapped backstage can Saige find her confidence and excitement begin to ramp back up, bowing to the audience with a luscious red curl on her lips. She presents her pocket watch with choreographed performance and shares a knowing look with Mina, who stares out over rows and rows of heads pointed towards them. In all of their past sessions and even their rehearsals for this show, Saige has never actually given Mina a pocket watch induction. Neither have any doubts that it'll work, of course, given that it will still be spoken word with visual aid just like any other trance. The irony that Mina has hypnotised her girlfriend with a pendulum induction before Saige has had a chance to repay the favour is not lost on them, better still, it's the exact same watch. This watch, owned by Miss Maggie, has no doubt been used to hypnotise as many people as there are in this packed crowd ahead of them.

"Good evening ladies and... everyone else, evening~" Saige remembers that the phrase 'ladies and gentlemen' can be exclusive of those in the audience existing outside of binary labels and instead pivots into phrasing that makes it sound like she's trying to flirt with every woman in the crowd, deciding to play it up with a wink to a redhead on the front row as Mina hides a light pout. Saige glances back and winks at Mina, too, by the end of the night that blue haired subject will be unable to express any further doubt that she's the only girl for Saige. "Just as Miss Maggie said, this will be my debut as stage hypnotist and aha, we'll have to see if I come back for more, but this is not my first stage demonstration of hypnosis. I'm well used to doing this without all the flare and showmanship, but just for tonight I'll do my best to dazzle you with an extra special showing!" Stepping over to Mina in long legs housed in fishnet with large holes, Saige feels like the most stunning person in the entire building and acts the part. "Now, my pretty subject, as pretty as they come should you ask me... go ahead and sit yourself on that chair for me." 

Already blushing again, Mina nods and does as instructed, having to push her thighs together when she considers the thoughtlessness of putting on such a short dress when she knew what they'd be doing on stage. Saige first checks to make sure the screen overhead is properly centred on Mina's rosy face before circling behind that innocuous fold-out chair with a knowing grin to the audience to keep them involved. The stage hypnotist helps her girlfriend shrug out of cropped leather jacket and rests it on the back of the chair before showing off the chain of her pocket watch. The way it glints in the light, and then of course, the way it dangles. The timepiece spins, suspended in the air in front of them both, as Saige gently lowers it before Mina's face. The worst part of this demonstration for Saige is being unable to properly look upon Mina's face as she slowly succumbs to deep trance, but this one's for the audience. 

"Mina here is a very experienced subject, I'm going to have her show you all just how deep a trance can get. That state of hypnotic, airy bliss, a feeling unlike any other. If you find yourselves in the audience starting to become a little sleepy please do not panic, that's a normal response. Trance is about desire and focus, relaxation and trust. All four of these you may also feel and so, any taste of trance you get vicariously through sweet Mina here is perfectly natural! Enjoy it, I say, but do take care not to fall too deep lest you miss the show!" Unable to help herself despite the venue's annoying rules, Saige plants a few seeds she's sure are bound to grow in at least a handful of impressionable audience members. Just about anybody can be hypnotised, even those with chronic pain or mental hang-ups if you use certain established methods of getting them there, but suggestibility is a spectrum. It's a trait you can nurture of course, Mina here is practically an Olympic level athlete at trance after all her training.

With a wide smile she couldn't fake for the world, Mina settles herself down in the chair and stares at the watch coming into view, remembering how she had used the same borrowed timepiece to hypnotise Saige for a change, almost an entire year ago now. Life since then has been heaven, though even Elysium has its ups and downs. Her love for Saige has only grown deeper in this time, as deep as the depths of trance she knows she's about to sink into before this lovely crowd. 

"Mina, dear, please be a good girl and follow my instructions to the letter if you can. You should have no problem doing as your Miss Saige says, after all I only ask for simple things. Keep your eyes glued on the watch, letting that audience ahead become a distant blur that blends into a mosaic of background. All your focus is on the spinning watch, dazzling you before I've even properly begun. You can blink, of course, as slow and heavy as I want your breathing to become. Deep intake, holding it there for just a moment before exhaling troubles and tension. Relaxation comes so naturally in my presence, hm?" Saige feels so powerful and mysterious right now, even if she has hypnotised Minny hundreds of times by now this time feels special, and not just because of the crowd...

"Yeah... ehe, even this hard chair is starting to feel comfy~" Despite her bratty words that give the audience a good laugh, Mina does focus intensely on the watch in front of her, does slow her breathing and relax into the backrest with a gentle sigh. Those cooing breaths have Saige wanting to roam Mina's body with her hands, but she knows this isn't that sort of show. 

"Mmmmhmmm, sinking into it like it's a soft, cushioned chair. I want you to imagine a chair at home you can just get completely relaxed in, kicking your feet up knowing you're too comfortable to move for the next hour at least. As I spin my watch, you're brought back to that chair, a relaxation so deep you could drift off and take a lovely nap were you not so compelled to focus." Saige snaps her fingers and Mina's eyes gently cross from proximity to the watch she focuses on with all her concentration, licking her lower lip and grinning at Saige's little inside joke regarding the chair they're still going back and forth on in year long debate. Ultimately, if the wretched thing makes Mina happy, Saige would never see it gone. She just likes the light-hearted debate, seeing Minny all fired up really gets her going. The last time they pretended to fight over it, they even had make up sex on the damn thing itself. 

"Yes miss, I'll focus..." Mina hams it up just a little, though she really needn't bother, the hooks of trance already sinking deep as she's anchored down further and further, focusing on her breathing like she always does and anticipating that watch to sway any moment now. 

"She's such a good subject, isn't she?" Miss Saige addresses the crowd with a confident, winning smile, stroking fingers through silky hair a little over-familiarly as she begins to gently sway the watch. Her subject below is obviously transfixed, following the pendulous motion not just with her eyes, but subtle turning of her entire head. Saige guides it with encouraging fingers, emphasising those cute head turns that have heaviness seeping into Mina's mind, eyes blinking so slow now. "The best, really, she loves snaps the most. Each one demands her focus and attention on me, strengthens my power over her, that trance she's eager to be lost in. Just watch how she changes with each..." Snap. "...and every..." Snap. "...snap of my fingers~"

Mina's eyes are glassy, her lips lightly parted as she finds her shoulders dropping, arms limp by her sides. Snaps pull her down deeper, give her lazy smile she's too focused to be aware of in this moment. Her head is subtly tilted to the left, eyes terribly heavy as she follows that swaying watch in a state of total relaxation. 

Snap. "Fall for me, Minny, show them all just how deep a highly suggestible mind such as yours can drop in the right conditions, trusting me completely to make you totally mindless in front of all these people. They want to know if it's really possible to switch a person off completely, and the answer is not really, but we can get so very close that the end result is rather stunning to behold. Typically I'd have her raise her arm like a balloon has been tied around her wrist, I'd have her forget her name, bark like a puppy or maybe cluck like a chicken. But I want to show you the true depths of trance today, folks, I want you to see a pretty girl as infatuated with her altered headspace... as I am with her." Snap. 

Trance becomes a pretty picture on the seated woman's face, eyelids drooping and lips an inch apart. Each click feels a loving heel stomp, grinding her down further into the depths of her chair. A bottomless pit of falling, Mina can't help but smile as the crowd begins to fade and her mind associates this feeling with love. Love for Saige, these trances have helped her through so much and helped her get off even more times. They fuck like any regular couple, sure, but blissed out sex with the woman she trusts the most is like nothing else. Last time she even brought Saige down too with that handy 'Shutterbug' trigger, exhumed from the depths of that former submissive's mind. Steadily, as her eyes follow the watch's uniform sway and become too tired to remain open, as muffled voice works to entertain the crowd in the above the surface, Mina responds to one last snap and rolls her head down into her chest. A long awaited deep sleep, just as Saige demands, thin line of drool discolouring the baby blue dress she wears just below her chest. 

Smiling helplessly, thankful that now of all times is an appropriate situation to be displaying such a self-satisfied simper, Saige pockets the hypnotic timepiece and snaps a few more times until Mina's mind is spiralling, lost in reverie. A warm, firm hand reaches around and settles under the hypnotised subject's chin, lifting her sleeping face to show the crowd. Mina's eyes are completely glazed over, strands of hair falling in front of her face as Saige gently closes her jaw. 

"As you can see, everyone, my subject is not completely asleep, nor could you convince a soul that she's awake! She's responsive, open, eager to continue focusing on my words and instruction. Aren't you, Mina?" Snap.

"Mmh... yes miss. Eager." Relaxation robs her of that smile, Mina's muscles all limp in Saige's hold. If it were anyone else, she would not find herself able to fall so deep. The crowd is but a distant memory, a light switched off. Thankfully, they don't have to know that Mina herself is very much turned on in its stead. Noticing the flush in her girlfriend's face with that hand presently framing it, Saige cannot help but blush herself and be glad that her professional make-up is there to hide the heat in her cheeks. Neither of them are exhibitionists, that they know of, but this being the part during trance where Saige usually becomes very intimate is not lost on them either. 

"Good girl." Saige exclaims with a light smirk, unable to stop herself from teasing Mina while she's lost her head. It's fortunate for them both that the subject already had her thighs pushed together before they began, even if she's relaxed some she has the decency to stop them from parting. No, that's not quite right, it's simply that Mina's rush of indecent arousal compels them to rub as subtly as she can manage. This was supposed to be such a wholesome scene, too. Dropping down with her head peeking over Mina's shoulder to frame her face on that screen and speak into the tranced girl's ear, Saige takes advantage of this position to lace her fingers into Mina's at the chair's back. "So deep and mindless for me now, letting my words flow over your conscious mind like water. I must confess to you now, Minny... tonight's show is a small departure from Miss Maggie's usual flair. It's okay, though, you can trust me can't you? I need you to sit pretty if you can, going so deep for me that you're no longer aware of your surroundings, only my voice." Snap. "Can you do that for me, hon? 

"Of course, I trust you... I'm happy to do as you say..." Mina's voice comes out distant, floaty, her head remaining lifted in place even as Saige removes her hand. This feeling right here, drifting in a fuzzy, happy realm of trance, is Mina's second favourite feeling in the world. Not having to make any deliberate thoughts or decisions, giving over control to her girlfriend completely. At this point Mina is convinced that she could not date someone without this beautiful power, though hopes dearly that she'll never have to know. Their past year of living together has only cemented their compatibility in her mind, she can't begin to imagine her life without Saige in it. "I love you..."

The audience cheers and Saige feels her nerves intensifying even if they should surely settle from such a statement. Mina speaks so honestly in trance, those special truths of hers are a little intoxicating when spoken in private and displayed publicly, they're a completely different beast. "Oh? Well then, I really am a powerful hypnotist! It's a good thing that this place doesn't permit volunteers from the audience after all, or maybe I'd have made one of you lovely people fall for me tonight instead!" Laughing through her nerves, Saige runs her palm over the lump in her pocket and lets out a slow exhale of breath. She's going to do this, there's no backing out now. "If you really mean it, Minny, would you like the opportunity to show you love to me right here on stage?" Her heart pounds, even if Mina agreed to all of this in her last trance, with that infallible honestly of hers. Mina had insisted that she wanted to be the one to strike the pose, but confessed that she could never find the right moment and would always chicken out if she saw a good enough opportunity.

"Yeahh... need to show you." The blue haired subject begins to lift her dress mindlessly, Saige quickly grabbing her hands with a flustered expression and snapping her fingers rapidly. 

"No no, not like that! Not right now, silly. I've a prop here for you, if you'd like to use it to prove that what you're telling me is true? I think everyone will be convinced just how much you love me with this." Wanting to laugh at Mina's forwardness, Saige composes herself with a subtle clearing of her throat and retrieves the small velvet box from her pocket. 

"Okaaay. Can I have it, miss?" Mina smiles politely, high on sleep. You'd never be able to guess just what a loudmouth this girl can be when she's sinking into the chair, loving every stroke of Saige's tongue against her ear even if they're not making direct contact. 

"You may, I'll show you just how to use it so don't worry about what it is you're holding. Think only of me, your love, and go along with my suggestions if your heart tells you to oblige." A giddy excitement overcoming her now that she's passed the point of no return, Saige brings Mina's hands onto her lap and Presses the ring box onto them, delicate fingers clasping around it without a hint of recognition colouring Mina's cheeks. "Now... I'm going to need you to get on your knees for me, Mina. I-I mean, ahaha, crouching down on one knee will do!" Snap.

With a pleasant smile, Mina obeys her mistress, cradling the box in her hands as she sluggishly removes herself from the folding chair and drops onto her knee with light sway. Saige steadies her with a slightly bemused smile, casually stroking a finger through silky blue hair she'll never quite get over being hers. "L-Like this?" 

"Just like that, hon, you're doing so well. You just need to hold the box out now, using those beautifully manicured fingers of yours to open it in my direction. Can you do that for me, love? There's a reward if you do!" You'd never believe that this entire staged proposal was initially Maggie's pitch. Saige had been against it on the principle that the damned Magpie had interfered with their relationship enough, but she was kind enough to offer a slot in her show and... Mina lit up at the idea. Saige has never been a huge fan of the flashy public proposals you're always hearing stories about, especially when they go wrong. Even if the person says yes it might simply because they felt pressured, later rescinding the choice and saying they were not yet ready. Even so, seeing Mina's excitement over the silly idea had made her fall in love a thousand times over, someone that cute getting so worked up at the thought of spending the rest of her life with a plain old thing like Saige. There'd be no pressure here, but Saige is so happy that the hypnotic amnesia play they had been engaging in bore fruit just in time to give Mina the surprise of her lifetime. Imagine planning and executing your own proposal to another, only to forget the night before and still go through with it. 

"Yes... I'm doing it, Say-Say. Like this?" Mina was surprised at her own sudden need to 'find the right moment' after years of assuming she'd be so nonchalant about the concept of marriage. The girl once went on record declaring marriage a scam, but now she's determined to take Saige as her wife to 'pin you down for good!' She will not marry in a church, the trappings of organised religion in her hometown having once driven Mina to see the face of death herself, but refuses be gatekept by men in silly robes all the same. 

"Just like that, love~" Saige cups her girlfriend's slack face, running the tip of her thumb over such softness that scares her even now. "In just a moment, I'm going to wake you up from this trance. When I next snap my fingers you'll slowly come to your senses, awake and refreshed. I want you to focus just on me, feel a rush of confidence in what you're here to do. I want you to be sure of yourself, proud, determined. But these feelings have to come from you, okay?"

"Yeah..." Mina holds her position in front of Saige, the audience deadly silent. 

Snap!

...

With slow blinks, Mina's mind bubbles back up to the surface and her fingers feel around the velvet box in her hands. A sense of confusion overtakes her, vaguely recalling her experience in trance, being made to leave the chair and... "Oh!" Realisation dawns, aquamarine stare rising to greet the nervous stage performer doing her best to smirk confidently down at her. "Oh my god... this is... ahaha, s-so weird!"

"I-It was your idea, in case you're wondering, I'm surprised how effective the amnesia trigger was." Saige mutters away from her mic, a blushing mess whose makeup can only hide so much.

"My ideas are designed to be shot down by my more sensible girlfriend or ah..." Mina tugs at her lip with pearly white nerves, kneeling up properly and grasping the box with a smile. A hand reaches over to take Saige's hand, plucking the engagement ring from the plush pillow and slipping it onto the other's finger. "My more sensible fiancé?" There are a few cheers from the audience, along with whistles. 

Saige stares down at the ring on her finger, the other hand holding her cheek as a smile spreads like wildfire over her face. "Mm... aren't you gonna pop the question properly, you little brat? Maggie's having this filmed."

Still riding the high of trance, her confidence building, Mina nods with a short laugh and decides to do just that even if the ring is already snug around Saige's finger. They're used to going out of order, anyway. "Alright then, hehe. Saige... gosh... I can't believe I'm doing this here and now! Uhm... Saige, my one and only, wanna be my wife?" 

"Better than that!" Snap. The crowd erupts into laughter, but these two are a little too lost in each other right now.

Mina shudders at the snap and giggles again, anything for the illustrious Miss Saige. "I love you, Saige. You saved my life with macabre performance and crappy leftovers from your fridge. You gave me something real to worship, to cherish. Something tangible and impossible to tire of. You gave me comfort and distraction, every trance only made me more yours... I-I love you so much that I can't even picture myself aged and grey without you right there beside me, wrinkled hands interlaced as always. Will you marry me?"

Since when was Mina so good with words? She usually struggles with public speaking more than anything, even just speaking up at a party tends to be a challenge she'd rather run away from. Saige can feel the tears welling, getting a feel for that ring around her finger and letting the word 'wife' settle on her tongue. A part of her rather likes the possessive connotations, but only because she knows Mina would get a kick out of her admitting as much. 

"Yes. Yes, of course! Ah... sorry folks, I'm not sure I can keep my 'illustrious' composure right now! I... ahaha, I'm engaged!" As expected, Saige is met with cheer and applause, wanting more than anything in the world to flee backstage and make out with her fiancé until they're both light of breath, and then some more. 

The moment lasts a little longer, Mina standing and making a show of kissing Saige in front of the camera, Saige always a little startled whenever the other acts so forward even if their sex life has been much more balanced lately. The two bow and Maggie steps onto stage with a sheepish grin, riling the crowd up into a more thunderous applause with a much better stage presence than Saige could commit to. "Give it up for my little lovebirds, alright! As for the rest of tonight's show I've been a bit naughty and poached a few people from the street to use as volunteers, they're not in the audience so I'm not breaking any rules, plus we really hit it off in the smoking area and they kept telling me they couldn't be hypnotised. Aaaanyways, please give it up for our engaged couple and remember... what happens backstage stays backstage, or uh, something!"

Giving her best friend a look of total incredulity, Saige resigns herself to the energy of the night and wraps an arm around Mina's waist, the two of them excitedly hurrying off to the backstage dressing room. The second the door closes behind them, Saige pushes Mina back against it and gives her an unintentionally sloppy kiss, deep and longing. Mina giggles against her fiancé's desperate tongue, both of them so pent up as she shrugs out of her dress's shoulders and lets the pale blue material slip down, only held up by Saige pressing against her. Stepping back to take a break from the kiss, breath near steaming, Saige watches with lustful gaze as that dress slips over Mina's chest and reveals the roundest, prettiest breasts she's ever known. Rolling one around with her palm and pressing down to see what noises she can elicit from the gasping, mewling brat, Saige tilts Mina's head back up with free hand and claims her mouth a second time. This is where they both love their difference in height, Saige having Mina pinned against the door with hand slamming against it beside Mina's flush face, the brunette looming over her casting shadow that hides their lecherous act. 

"God... I love you so much. I was so jealous of the crowd getting to see you properly dropping all for me... I-I was also jealous of how deep you fell." Since the first time Mina got the chance to take the hypnotist's role, Saige has been surprisingly open to a switch dynamic that Mina excitedly agreed to even if she still hasn't the experience to match just yet. 

"Oh? Well we can fix that, hehe. Only the most equal opportunities for my wife. I... I want to see you weak for me, Say-Say." Mina giggles, holding the hand that kneads her breast, cooing out into the air between them. The other hand slips into that leotard she hasn't been able to take her eyes off all night outside of trance.

"I'm always weak for you Minny... mmh... so fucking weak. Make me as weak as you like~" It's not domspace, nor subspace, that hits Saige in these moments. It's something deeper, more powerful, a ruthless conquering of her sensibilities. Minaspace. 

"Shutterbug." Mina's hand strokes lower, teasing Saige's sex slowly as she pushes the woman back until they fall in a heap onto the armchair in the corner. 

"Ah... mmh, you're so cute even when you're taking control." Saige sighs out, opening her legs and letting the blue haired terror climb atop her on the chair, Mina covering her in traces of loving blue lipstick as she becomes emboldened. 

"Shutterbug! Shutterbug! I could do this all day hehe, watching your slow blinks whenever I say it really does it for me... Just a snapshot dear, committing this face to memory, this body, this touch~" Working her fingers into a steady thrust, Mina slowly curls them and presses her palm flat against the place Saige really wants to be touched. Lips descend upon lips, Mina desperate to have her bride-to-be breathless and panting for her, fingerfucking the woman like she's going for gold. Even though she finally got over her nail biting habit, Mina keeps them short just for these occasions, which are all too frequent. 

Slowly parting from the kiss, the two stare at each other for a second as Saige reaches down to return the favour with Mina, this sort of act having been unheard of in their last relationship. Mutual fucking, Saige's head light from the hastily thrown out triggers as Mina still rides the buzz of deep trance herself. "I think I wanna give you a mark riiiight... here?" Mina grins, knowing that Saige loves being given visual evidence of her love on that warm beige canvas she presents. "Is that okay, my shutterbug?"

Saige gasps, pushing her hips eagerly into those teasing fingers down below as she nods breathlessly, that freckled face of hers painted over in dark red hue. Suddenly, all she can care about is being Mina's good girl.

"Mmmh... then consider this an engagement present of sorts, to accompany that ring I don't even remember buying yet!" With the expression of a bona fide vampire getting ready to feed on maiden prey, Mina presses her naked chest against Saige's shiny outfit and closes lips around the skin just above the woman's clavicle. Suckling, biting kiss betrays that cute exterior to show what a predator lurks behind porcelain face. Mina brings her a-game, suction intensifying as Saige mewls at the tender feeling of those blood vessels irritated by her lover's insatiable mouth. It'll leave a dark bruise, everyone they meet over the rest of this week will know it came from Mina. Heaven. 

The two don't stop until they're buckling hips against hands, locking tongues in an evenly matched sparring event while their moans spell their readiness to finish the slow workout. It's incredible how easily their bodies synced up with one another, Mina playfully clasping a hand over Saige's mouth as part of a personal in joke while Saige is a few too many shutterbugs deep to focus on anything but riding out this shared orgasm. 

"Mmmmphhh~!"

"Well... really hope these dressing rooms have some decent soundproofing, you're always so loud Say-Say." Mina winks, after a year of resolving the complex Saige had about her volume in the bedroom, that they can joke about it now only proves the strength of their bond. The girl who had previously been dominating her girlfriend in a rare display of power now curls up in her lap, exhausted, Saige's arms wrapped around her making Mina feel like the safest person in the world. 

"We're really getting married, huh? I can't believe how fucking excited I am to call you my wife, I know I sometimes did it anyway and that officiating that isn't something to feel suckered into but... with you, I can't wait. Truly... you're the most important thing in the world to me right now, and I can't see that changing anytime soon." Saige lowers her head and plants a kiss onto the other's forehead, both of them feeling too tired to get up and watch Maggie finish out the show. 

"Dresses or suits?" Mina closes her eyes and nuzzles deeper into the other's lap, wanting to picture the perfect ceremony.

"Oh, we're going all in? Ehe... I'm not much of a dress person, I suppose, they're too busy. Y-You'd look amazing in one, I'd love to see that, but I've been kind of thinking of a tux if we're doing all that. Which I'm more than down for!" Those arms pull Mina tighter into her embrace, Saige living for this warmth.

"You'd look so hot in a tux... gosh. Marital butchification arc... I'm literally fucking drooling. I'm thinking dress, but maybe a little toned down hehe, you need to help me pick out the perfect one." Mina's voice is lightly muffled with her face in the other's chest, wafting shampoo scent to Saige who resists the urge to initiate round two already. Five more minutes yet. 

"Heh... I mean, maybe? I don't want to put a label on it, but I think I might do well to spruce my wardrobe up just a smidge, be the chic to your cute. I don't want to keep using your looks to put myself down, pedestals like that are what made us break up to begin with... or what made me freak out and pull the plug, I guess I should say. Smart clothes look good on me, I see your eyes bulge at my workwear, doubly so after winter came around and I switched to slacks." Saige can't help but stroke Mina's hair as she speaks, loving that feeling between her lucky fingers.

"My tall futch goddess... I'd bow but I'm too comfy." 

"Heh... you're still so unbelievably cute, Minny. And mine."

That face unburies itself and Mina stares up at Saige with bashful smile, reaching for that hand in her hair and feeling for the ring. There, a long pause begins, both of them utterly transfixed by the other. 

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"Yeah. I'm your girl, Saige. Always."