New Years Eve with Rapunzel (Patreon)

The New Year’s Eve celebration at the royal casino was the hottest event of the season, and Rapunzel was determined to make it unforgettable. Ever since escaping her tower, she had embraced the thrill of new experiences, and tonight was no exception. The grand casino was a shimmering palace of indulgence—its marble floors gleaming under massive chandeliers, and the air filled with the clinking of glasses, bursts of laughter, and the soft hum of high-stakes games.

Rapunzel and Flynn arrived arm-in-arm, a stunning pair that drew the attention of everyone they passed. Flynn was effortlessly handsome in a fitted suit that accentuated his roguish charm, but it was Rapunzel who truly stole the show. Her gown, a deep emerald-green masterpiece, hugged her curves like it was sculpted just for her. The neckline plunged daringly low, while a slit running up her thigh revealed just enough leg to leave onlookers mesmerized. Every movement she made sent ripples of light glinting off the fabric, and her golden hair, styled in loose waves, was adorned with tiny, sparkling clips that caught the light like stars.

As they stepped onto the casino floor, Rapunzel’s excitement was palpable. Flynn leaned in close, his voice low and teasing. “You’re going to make the dealers forget how to count, Blondie.”

She laughed, a sound as light as the champagne bubbles in her glass. “Good. Maybe I’ll win even faster that way.”

The night unfolded like a dream. Flynn taught her the ins and outs of the games, his hand occasionally brushing hers as he explained the rules. Rapunzel’s natural curiosity and fearless energy quickly turned her into the star of the evening. At the blackjack table, she played with the kind of confident charm that left everyone watching captivated. Chips piled up in front of her as she won hand after hand, her beginner’s luck defying all odds.

With every win, her laughter grew louder, her grin wider, and her eyes sparkled with pure delight. Flynn couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was radiant, basking in the thrill of the game and the attention she commanded.

As the stakes climbed higher, Rapunzel’s playful side began to emerge. “How about this?” she said, leaning forward just enough to make Flynn’s breath hitch. “For every win, I’ll take something off. If I lose, I’ll put something back on.”

The crowd around them erupted in cheers and whistles, eager to see where this would go. Flynn arched a brow, his grin wolfish. “You’re going to break the casino, you know.”

“Good,” she said with a wink, sliding her next bet onto the table.

Her luck held steady, and piece by piece, her ensemble became more daring. First, the glittering bracelet slipped from her wrist. Then, the emerald heels were kicked aside. When she finally unfastened the emerald gown and let it slide down her body, the room collectively held its breath.

Underneath, Rapunzel wore a matching set of lacy green lingerie that left little to the imagination. The delicate fabric clung to her in all the right places, accentuating her soft curves and golden skin. The crowd was entranced, and Flynn, always quick with a quip, was momentarily speechless.

“You okay there?” she teased, spinning a chip between her fingers.

“Peachy,” Flynn managed, though his gaze was locked on her with an intensity that made her blush.

The game continued, but Rapunzel wasn’t done. She was riding a wave of confidence, and nothing was going to stop her. When her next hand brought in an even bigger win, she decided to up the ante. With a coy smile, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it slip away. All that remained now were a pair of red, heart-shaped pasties that glittered in the casino lights, perfectly placed to keep just enough to the imagination.

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, some tossing chips her way in admiration. Flynn shook his head, equal parts impressed and exasperated. “You know, you’re going to give me a heart attack.”

Rapunzel leaned in close, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “Then maybe I should be the one dealing the cards next.”

As midnight approached, Rapunzel was standing tall on the blackjack table, champagne in hand and laughter ringing through the room. Confetti began to fall as the crowd chanted the final countdown.

“Three… two… one!”

Flynn was there in an instant, pulling her into a kiss that was heated, deep, and utterly captivating. The room exploded in cheers and music, but for Rapunzel, there was only him.

She glanced down at the mountain of chips she’d won, the remnants of her outfit scattered across the casino floor, and the adoring crowd that surrounded her. She had never felt more alive, more free, or more like herself.

This was a New Year’s Eve she would never forget, and as Flynn lifted her off the table to carry her toward their next adventure, she couldn’t help but think that the best was yet to come.

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