Daemon
hopes
he isn't going to get hurt...he already has some things in mind for PrimoNuvola's new wardrobe.
/Temporary wardrobe, you mean./
/of course, he wouldn't want Alaude wearing women's clothing, as a man. That's not attractive at all.
Alaude
asks
Then? /he's waiting for you to show him/
hums as he tugs him into the boutique. It's rather classy. "Alright, alright. How about something nice for dinner tonight? A...dress?"
Daemon
is
hopeful.
Alaude
asks
Why a dress?
hums thoughtfully. "It's classy and elegant." And he loves Alaude's legs.
Alaude
says
...Okay. /looks around, unsure what to pick/
immediately pulls something off the rack and holds it up to examine. "What do you think of lace?"
blinks. "That looks...fancy." So much patterns.
chuckles, holding it near Alaude's torso thoughtfully. "I think this is your size. Try it on so we get a gauge?"
Alaude
says
...Okay. /takes it/ What else?
points at the fitting rooms. "Just do that one first so we can tell your size from how it fits, and then we'll pick out some others."
nods, disappearing into the fitting room.
browses around while he waits, hovering close by in case he's needed with any zippers or something...or if Alaude won't come out.
soon comes out awkwardly in the dress. "...I think it looks weird."
spins around at the sound of his voice and sucks in a breath, staring a long moment before breaking into a grin. "Classy," he hums, walking
over to adjust the sleeves a little. "How's it feel? Too tight anywhere?"
Alaude
says
Seems okay... /turns around slowly, looking at himself/ But this itches.
blinks, looking him up and down thoughtfully (and admiringly). "You mean the lace?"
Alaude
says
Nn.
rubs his chin in thought. "Alright, let's try something with less then." Too bad; he loves lace. "Do you like red?"
Alaude
says
That sounds fine.
holds out another dress in the same size. "Then how's this?"
studies it, and then takes and returns to the fitting room with it.
's a little surprised at the easy agreement and waits, holding a few other things.
comes back out in the red dress, showing Daemon.
blinks, purring at the sight. "Well, aren't you lovely," he sighs happily, fiddling a little with the necktie. "How do you like it?"
looks down. "Not too bad, I suppose." It's a decent length too.
grins. "Good. Here, try a jacket over it." He proffers one.
's eyes widen a bit. He takes it and immediately slips it on, buttoning and tying like an expert. Then he checks the mirror, examining
himself in all angles. He likes.
Daemon
is
obviously pleased by the reaction. He gives Alaude a kiss on the cheek. "Good! Do you like that for dinner tonight?"
nods. Why not.
can't help but give him another kiss as he proffers a few other things. "Other things then. How d'you feel about shorts?"
stares. "...I suppose I could try..."
smiles. "Tuck the shirt in when you have high-waist things. Give me the dress and jacket to keep for checking out later."
nods, taking the clothes and going back in, soon returning to give the dress and jacket to Daemon, meanwhile wearing the shirt with shorts.
accepts the things he hands over, eyeing Alaude appreciatively. "High waist looks good on you," he hums. "What do you think?"
glances down. "...I'm going to try the skirt." Shorts feel a little uncomfortable.
nods. "Try a new shirt with it, too. How do you like that shirt, by the way?" ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/...
takes it. "It's alright actually." And disappears into the fitting room once more, before returning in the other shirt with the skirt.
purrs at the sight. "Gorgeous," he murmurs. "And this?"
Alaude
says
Not too bad...
grins. "So what felt odd about the shorts?" He's offering a few more items, looking curious. "You don't need to try on everything, I think I
know your size now."
looks through them. "It's like wearing regular trousers without the legs... Do I need all these?"
Daemon
says
You were thinking about doing this again sometime, weren't you? Come on, you need something other than boxers, too. And shoes.
Alaude
says
...Okay, okay... /goes back inside with the rest/
smiles, heading to another department to pick out a few...more intimate items before trotting back happily.
Alaude
is
waiting for him in a light blue dress, adjusting the band above his breasts.
grins widely, quirking an eyebrow. "Blue suits you," he purrs, smitten.
Alaude
says
Color is too light though... /gives Daemon the dark blue trench -- he's tried it and liked it/
purses his lips. "You don't like a couple of light things?" He takes the coat, glad he approves of that.
nods. "But I'll take these shorts..." Figures that he might as well have one for his body's sake.
Daemon
is
pleased. "Alright. Did you get to the rest yet?"
Alaude
says
No. /he goes back inside/
taps him on the shoulder before he goes in. "What are you wearing for underwear, Alaude?" he asks wryly.
Alaude
says
...Sports bra and...you know.
purses his lips. "Yes, I do know. They show under the dresses." A wry chuckle. "Try these."
stares. "So much lace?..."
shrugs innocently. "Would you prefer silk...?~"
Alaude
says
...Nevermind, your choice. /goes back into the fitting room/
tilts his head. Well, if lace itches, he'll be that more eager to get it off, hm? He chuckles softly as he waits. "Shoes next," he hums.
returns. He'll take the dark blue shirt with ribbon on the shoulder, that's it.
puts the rest on the rack to be returned to their places by employees and gathers the things Alaude's agreed to. "Tried the bra?"
Alaude
says
...No. But we can take it.
blinks. "Are you sure?"
nods.
shrugs. "If you say so." He heads for the shoe department next. "Would you like to try heels or stick with flats...?"
scrutinizes the heels. "...I can try first."
chuckles and looks around thoughtfully. "These would fit your legs nicely." ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/...
stares. Those are...tall. He takes off his shoes anyway to try them, standing and wobbling a little. "...How do women wear these?"
grimaces and offers his arm for Alaude to try to catch his balance. "Don't ask me. I thought the body type would help."
shakes his head, sitting back down to take them off. "I didn't get this body from birth."
nods. "I know. I thought it had something to do with the balance..." He shrugs. "Alright then. Something shorter."
blinks, and tries into those. Then he stands, walking a bit. He likes.
smiles, pleased. "Much better. Do you want some flats, too, or just those?"
Alaude
asks
Flats like how?
gestures to some ballet flats on a table. ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/...
tilts his head, taking that pair and tries them. He stands and walks a bit. "These work too."
nods. "Good. You might not want heels sometime." He smiles happily. "With those dresses you might want some tights. Interested, or no?"
Alaude
asks
Tights? /takes off the shoes and picks them up/
nods. "You know, tights." He looks around for the right department and leads him over, motioning to racks of little boxes of tights.
Daemon
says
Like these. ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/...
blinks. "Must I?"
shakes his head. "No, I like your legs as they are." He chuckles. "They make things more modest. Up to you."
Alaude
says
...Your choice.
seems thoughtful for a long moment before he just grabs one pair, whistling innocently. "Just...in case," he hums.
Alaude
says
...Okay. Are we done?
Daemon
asks
Anything else that catches your eye? So far I've chosen everything.
shakes his head. He's fine.
heads to the cashier, pulling out a card. "...Then I have one more question," he says a little awkwardly.
looks at him. "Hn?"
already looks apologetic for what he's about to ask. "Are you going to shave your legs? I have no problem with it, I just thought as a woman
you might want to consider it..." He hurries to add, "I don't mind if you don't. I'm just asking in case you'd want to." Foot in mouth.
blinks. He glances down, as if he can see through his pants. "...Why not. This is a woman's."
relaxes, glad Alaude didn't take it the wrong way. "Alright. We'll pick up the right things on the way back to the apartment..." And other
necessities...
Alaude
asks
Are we going to dinner now? /if they are, he needs to change/
Daemon
says
We should at least drop the extra bags off at the apartment. You can change there. /and he'll get something nicer, too/
nods. That works too.
Daemon
asks
Want to take a taxi back or walk again? /glances at his watch; it's getting about dinnertime.../
Alaude
says
Taxi.
flags one down and opens the door for him, telling the cabbie his address as he loads the trunk.
gets in and settles comfortably.
slides in beside him and the driver heads for the apartment. "Happy with what we have so far?" he asks Alaude hopefully.
nods. "They aren't so bad for women apparel."
smiles happily. The fact that he managed to get him to agree to a little lace is incredibly pleasing. "How'm I lucky enough to have someone
so gorgeous as you again?"
doesn't know what you're talking about.
hums and leans over to kiss his cheek. "It's a compliment, Alaude."
Alaude
says
...Right.
sighs, amused as they pull up in front of the apartment. It wasn't far. He pays the cabbie and walks around to open Alaude's door.
Alaude
is
already getting out of his own and heading up.
shrugs. Ah well. He gets the things out of the trunk and follows, pulling out the keys. Layla waits inside, sitting at the door impatiently.
can help open the door.
hands him the keys, trying not to drop the bags and shoeboxes.
takes them and unlocks the door with the right one, swinging it open for him and shooing Layla aside.
brings the bags into the bedroom so the dog won't get into them and gets the things for Alaude, including better underwear. "Take your time,
I'm going to take Layla out."
scratches the curious pup on the head for a minute before he puts her on the leash and heads out a few minutes. He'll have to rush changing.
doesn't take long really, just making sure he's got the clothes right.
moves as fast as he can when he goes to get dressed and manages in just a couple minutes before he makes sure his room door's shut from
Layla and asks, "Anything else before we go?"
emerges, adjusting the hem of his dress. He's even in female lingerie. "...I suppose." This will take some getting used to -- does he need
makeup?
stares for a long moment, smitten, before he snaps himself out of it with a blink and grins. "Beautiful." He tilts his head. "What happened
to that necklace...?" It would look good with the dress, he thinks...
looks down at himself. "Oh. I don't know."
looks surprised. "You don't know?" He's confused. How could he not know?
Alaude
says
I might have taken it off at work.
Daemon
is
caught between amusement and disappointment. "Oh. Maybe it'll turn up sometime."
shrugs. "Do we go now?"
nods, pursing his lips a moment before he offers his arm in gentleman fashion, heading for the door. "After you, ma cherie."
frowns, walking past him while ignoring the arm. "Don't treat me like a lady."
pouts a little. "I do this when you're a man, too..." But he shrugs, not letting himself be bothered, and heads down the steps.
follows, carefully, the shoes a little tedious along with the skirt.
glances back, trying not to smile with amusement as he offers his arm again, this time with a quirked eyebrow. "Now?"
casts him a short glare, holding the handrail instead.
sighs and shrugs. Oh well. He lifts a hand to wave down a taxi and holds the car door open for Alaude.
slips in, adjusting the skirt. Such trouble.
chuckles softly and sits beside him, closing the door. He leans over to give him a kiss on the cheek before telling the cabbie the
name of the restaurant.
runs the back of his hand across his cheek, frowning. He crosses his legs, feeling strangely airy around them.
Daemon
gives
him a little pout when he rubs at his cheek. Oh well. He catches Alaude's hand playfully, entwining their fingers.
frowns at him, and attempts to stomp on his foot -- but the skirt hinders his movement.
pulls his legs a little to the side, keeping a straight face. At least he hadn't pulled his hand away.
turns to look out the window, pouting a little.
sighs at the reaction and gives his hand a little squeeze before letting go, seeming thoughtful. "How is it so far?"
Alaude
asks
How is what?
Daemon
says
As a woman. /shrugs/ I'm curious.
doesn't respond immediately, thinking about it. "It's okay. Just a little troublesome."
nods thoughtfully. "I can't imagine." He grins wryly.
Alaude
says
Don't imagine.
laughs softly. "I wasn't planning on it."
shrugs.
resists the urge to kiss him again, smiling fondly, and glances out the window to see where they are. Not too far yet.
adjusts his clothes. The bra feels uncomfortable. The taxi driver might be staring in the rearview mirror at him.
glances up at the rearview mirror sharply, eyes narrowing a little warily, but otherwise doesn't react. "Uncomfortable?" he asks softly,
looking sympathetic.
Alaude
says
A little. I'm just not used to it.
nods. He considers saying "We'll get you out of them soon enough~" but decides against it.
Daemon
asks
Have you been to this restaurant before? /curiously/
Alaude
says
I don't recall.
quirks an eyebrow, bemused. How many restaurants has he been to then? Hm. When the cab stops he holds the door open for him.
climbs out, again adjusting his skirt. Sigh.
resists the urge to pat his bum and pays the driver before escorting him in. He'd called in reservations earlier, so a waiter is waiting.
Alaude
wishes
he could put his hands in pockets like usual. He looks around curiously.
walks beside him, following the waiter to a table on a large porch, romantically lit, candlelight and all. He chuckles at the sight and goes
to pull a chair out for Alaude.
takes the opposite chair, pulling it out himself and sitting down.
blinks, deadpan, and then sighs before he sits. Fine. The waiter offers wine and he names Alaude's favourite, glancing at him for approval.
just nods idly, playing with a napkin.
watches him curiously, head tilted as the waiter walks away, leaving them with menus. "Something wrong?"
looks up. "Hn? I'm fine." He takes the menu and reads.
purses his lips a moment before he lifts his own, glancing curiously over them. Thankfully, since it's written for the Japanese, it's not
too hard to read, unlike the other places they've been.
Alaude
asks
What are you getting?
Daemon
has
to think about it a moment, still scanning the page cluelessly, before he says, "Er...coq au vin?"
nods. "Tartiflette for me."
nods as well, pretending to know what that is, and closes his menu. "Sounds good to me." Kind of.
waves over the waiter to order, and then relaxes as he waits.
Daemon
gives
him their order and hands him the menus, nodding when he offers the wine and fills their glasses.
takes the glass and sips.
does the same, giving a little hum of approval at the taste. "You have good taste," he comments offhandedly.
doesn't say anything other than a "hn", looking to the direction of the kitchen.
looks thoughtfully at his glass as if still thinking about it, though honestly he's wondering what's going on in Alaude's mind.
Daemon
asks
Why did you decide to stay with me? /softly; he looks genuinely curious/ I'm glad, I'm just unsure why.
Alaude
says
It's only temporary. And you're responsible for this body.
chuckles at that. Good enough. "Responsible? I suppose." It was his fault, he'll admit that. "Not because you wanted to? Even a little?"
looks thoughtful. "Maybe."
looks at him in surprise. He hadn't expected for Alaude to admit it. It makes him smile, looking brightly at him. "I'm flattered."
shrugs again, examining his own hand. They're so feminine now.
reaches out to take the hand gently, so he can hold it if Alaude doesn't pull away.
blinks for a moment, before pulling his hand away, not roughly. He rests his chin on his palm with elbow on the table, looking away.
sighs softly, looking bemused, and draws his hand back. He's watching Alaude curiously, trying to figure out what he's thinking about.
looks over to the kitchen again. Are their food ready?
tilts his head and glances the same direction just as the waiter walks out with a tray bearing their plates. Hm, not shabby.
flattens the napkin in front of him, waiting.
thanks the waiter politely, glancing at the dishes curiously. Thankfully, it doesn't look too exotic. The first bite has him blinking with
pleasant surprise. Not bad.
digs into his.
smiles at the sight, eating a little slower and sipping his wine now and then. At least he can be sure it's good.
pauses halfway to sip wine, peering at Daemon over the rim.
meets his gaze, the corners of his eyes betraying a little smile as he nibbles his dinner.
looks back down, returning to his food.
holds back a little chuckle. "How is it?" he hums.
Alaude
says
Not bad.
tilts his head and nods a little, pleased at the response. He sips his wine appreciatively. "I did some research into Naumburg," he says
offhandedly.
Alaude
says
Hn? /looks up again/
looks amused. "Seems my grandfather outlived my father and overrode his disowning of me. The business was passed onto me without my ever
being told. It's all been in an old bank waiting to be claimed by a descendant. I almost feel bad that Izaak didn't get it."
Alaude
asks
So it's still in there?
laughs softly. "Apparently. Collecting interest for three hundred years. Seems unfair, doesn't it?"
Alaude
asks
Can't you just go and pick it up?
shrugs. "With some forged papers, of course. There's a tenth of Naumburg's worth in there." He seems thoughtful. "It still seems unfair."
just shrugs. He puts down his cutlery, done even though there's still some left on his plate.
's about done as well, his plate almost clean. He glances to see what Alaude's eaten and figures he has a smaller appetite. "Feel like
dessert?"
Alaude
thinks
about it. Then he shakes his head. "I'm fine."
nods, sipping the last of his wine. "So what do you think I should do?" he hums curiously.
Alaude
asks
Why ask me?
blinks, tilting his head. "Why not?"
Alaude
says
I wouldn't care about inheritance.
arches an eyebrow. "So I should leave it?"
Alaude
says
If you want. I have my own money since.
makes a little sound of surprise. "I wouldn't ask you to use more of it than necessary, though." He's also surprised that he's even
considering morals. Must just be because it's his family.
finishes his wine. "Are we done?"
blinks at the sudden change of subject. Well, if Alaude is disinterested, alright. "I suppose," he murmurs, twisting a piece of cerulean
hair thoughtfully. He reaches for his wallet and raises a hand for the check. "You're sure you don't want dessert?"
shakes his head.
collects the check with a nod of thanks from the waiter and pulls out his card, letting him take it after he writes the tip on the bill.
Daemon
says
Alright. Do you want to go to the apartment and I'll go to the store quickly or come with me?
Alaude
thinks
. "I'll go back."
Daemon
says
Alright. /stands and offers his arm, whether Alaude likes it or not; after all, he's in heels and now with wine/
didn't have enough wine to make him too intoxicated. Yet he reaches out for that arm anyway, holding to it as he walks.
blinks in surprise when Alaude takes his arm, but smiles quickly with pleasure and heads for the exit, feeling rather dapper with a gorgeous
person like Alaude on his arm.
Alaude
asks
How long will you take? /looks around for a taxi/
raises his other arm to wave one down, thinking. "Shouldn't be long." He's going to be holding women's stuffs as short as possible.
nods as a cab pulls. "I'll see you back there then."
Daemon
gives
him a kiss on the temple as he opens the door for Alaude and hands the cabbie enough money to get him back to the apartment.
sighs once he gets into the cab, again adjusting his skirt. He can't wait to get out of it already.
chuckles and leans into the cab just long enough to whisper into his ear, "Feel free to wait for me in one of those new lingerie, hm?"
ducks back out of the cab quickly enough to avoid getting hit and waves cheerily as the taxi driver takes off for the apartment.
pouts, leaning back with arms and legs crossed. Why should he entertain Daemon like this...
hums happily as he makes his way to the convenience store. This is humiliating, standing here with women's hygiene supplies and shaving
cream and a woman's razor. He nabs a toothbrush for Alaude, too, at the last moment.