Tighter
Raphael x Fem!Tav
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A/N: I....I don't know what this is but I needed to get it off my system. Also, look, I know corsetry okay so this is lowkey very innacurate bc again, i needed to get this off of me.
This was a bad idea.
A really bad, terrible, idea.
She knew she should not be in his room without his permission, but…the best mirror’s in the House of Hope resided in Raphael’s room, and if Tav wanted to do this right, she would need the damn mirrors.
Tav sneaked into his room, seeing that no one was in it. Raphael was probably in the material plane trying to manipulate someone into signing a contract.
Perfect. That would give her plenty of time to do this calmly and then go away, not leaving a trace behind.
First thing she did was to put her bag on the floor, in front of a full body mirror. Then, she looked around and found the second body mirror in the room, placing it where she needed it to be.
She began undressing herself until she was only wearing her panties and a chemise; Reaching her bag, Tav retrieved the object of her desires, the one article clothing she had saved up gold pieces to buy: a corset.
One time, when Tav was a teenager, her mother had gotten an invitation to a fancy event, and so, she had worn her best clothes. She remembered her mother asking Tav for help to lace up the corset and ever since then, she had somewhat of an obsession with the piece of clothing. Maybe it was the way it shaped a person’s figure, or the process of lacing it, or even the slight tightness it would give. All Tav knew was that she wanted one for herself.
She had tried wearing her mother’s but it fit awkwardly, and so, ever since she began adventuring and making money for herself, Tav would save some of the gold pieces for this. Eventually, she had had enough to buy a corset, one that fit her just right and now, she would finally be able to wear it.
Holding the corset in her hand, Tav took a moment to appreciate the craftsmanship of it: the fabric felt soft and sturdy, and the color itself, a pale pink shade, was beautiful to look at. Tav unlaced the corset and then put it on.
The reason she needed two mirrors was to be able to see the ribbons in the back, making sure to lace them properly. Tav took her time, extremely focused on her task.
So focused, she hadn’t realized the master of the house had returned.
“It is not often that the fox sees its prey wrapping itself up before being devoured.” At the sound of his voice, Tav gasped, turning around to look at him. He walked towards her. “What are you doing in my room, little mouse?”
Raphael looked her up and down, and she felt her hands start to sweat. “I-I-I, uhm, I was just, uhm-”
“Cat got your tongue?” He smirked. “Use your words, mouse.”
Tav took a deep breath. “I needed the mirrors….to-to- to help me see the ribbons.” She replied in a whisper.
He walked behind Tav, looking at her unfinished work. “Ah, I see. Well, might I offer a helping hand?”
She gulped and shook her head, tuning to face him. “Truly, there is no need I-”
“Nonsense.” Putting both hands on her shoulders, Raphael turned her around and grabbed the laces. “You have entered my room without my permission, messed around with my mirrors. I think it is only fair that I help you.”
Tav could hear the malice in his voice. Before she could protest, he yanked on the laces, hard. She gasped at the tightness she felt.
“That’s…too tight…” She breathed out.
Raphael looked at her in the mirror and smirked. “But we’re not even done yet, Tav.” He arranged the ribbons, so that they were in the right position and once again, yanked on them as hard as he could.
The tightness that Tav had once found comfortable was starting to feel different. For some reason, she was liking the feeling, even if it hurt. As Raphael kept on pulling, she saw her waist getting smaller and more defined, her breast being pushed up, and a familiar slickness forming in her panties.
Gods why was she feeling this way? Was it lightheadedness? She only hoped the devil wouldn’t notice.
“I…think that’s…tight enough…” She said, trying to catch her breath. Raphael hummed and let go. Tav sighed relieved. “Thank yo-”
Before she could finish, Raphael pulled the laces one last time, cutting her off. Satisfied, he tied it off and turned her around, putting his hands on both sides of her now small waist.
“What a lovely figure you make.” He said. “Your punishment for trespassing is over, although…” Raphael sniffed the air and whispered in her ear. “I believe you quite enjoyed it.” He smirked, noticing the embarrassed expression she made and snapped his fingers.
Tav flopped on the bed, and before she could position herself better, Raphael crawled on top of her, his eyes darkening. “It is time I get my reward.”
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