"Yes it is, you want everything to fit correctly don't you? Hmmm Grant, better give him some room to fill out, he's not the type that needs to change his entire wardrobe every few months."
"Yes sir." The sales rep said, he gave the piece of paper with Prayer's measurements to the other young woman. "We are done here. please follow me sir."
They followed him up another set of stairs, where it it was starting to look like a regular store with lot of shelves filled with slim boxes. Grant led them to a love seat with Prayer's water was set in a sparkling crystal wine glass on a side table.The vampire flopped himself into the love seat and beckoned Prayer to join him. "Come on, they are going to show you what they have."
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 10:38 pm
Prayer just sighed and nodded and allowed the man to continue prodding and poking him for measurements until he was finished. When he was he stepped off and followed Misha as instructed to a part of the store that had the priest more relaxed looking more like an actual department store than some high end palace that he thought it was. He was led over to a small sofa where a shining sparkling glass held his water but the young man was too entranced by the cup holding it than the actual liquid. "Oh my...it's so lovely. And the water makes it shine that much more! Oooo, now I'm afraid to touch it." Prayer pouted softly speaking to himself as he examined the glass before sitting next to the vampire. "Will I need to still try them on?" he asked curiously.
"Not unless you want to." Misha said putting an arm around him.
Grant smiled. "Gentlemen, Here is what we have to offer this season in our basics line. "
From behind a curtained wall came the models, of all the same height and build all wearing the store's offerings in shirts, pants, blazers. Sometimes in matched sets sometimes not there where at least 7 of such handsome young male models all lined op some distance from the couch.
Grant looked expectantly at Misha. The vampire looked at each model in turn. "The blazer on number two is nice, basic black....shirts I like that one him as well. have a few in the blue and white...Hmm....Socks?"
All the young men lifted up the bottom of thier trousers. "I don'tmuch care for the checkers pattern....the stripes are nice. What do you say Prayer? Prayer?" He gave him his slack jawed lover a nudge.
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 11:24 pm
Prayer's jaw did indeed fall open as models came pouring out from behind curtains all in different outfits and styles. He watched as Misha picked and pointed to different articles of clothing he liked for him before asking his opinion making him swallow nervously before looking back at the men. He told himself to look at the clothes and not the men wearing them and it helped a bit as he noticed that one was wearing a rather nice vest that he liked. "I umm...well..I like number six is it? Yes, I like number six's vest and shirt but I like number three's pants with it better. Although...I do like number one's jeans, his seem a bit looser than the ones you tried giving me." the priest sent his vampire lover a slight glare.
He just smirked back at the priest. "But I thought that is showed off your fantastic a** so well." Misha purred in that lustful way, making some of the models blush hotly under the collar.
Grant waited patiently.
Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 11:41 pm
Prayer blushed hotly and spluttered a bit at Misha's uncouth words before finally finding enough air and control to darken his silver glare towards the vampire. "Misha! That is not acceptable language out in public!" he scolded.
The vampire couldn't help but laugh. He reached over and pulled Prayer closer to him nuzzling his ear and kissing his neck. "Who would care? In a place like this, I am the Master and what I say goes." Misha whispered into his lover's ear. He let go of Prayer, turning his attention to Grant, he said. "Pack up those jeans, pants the vest and all that we mentioned. extra shirts and pants. and don't forget a full set of underthings."
"Yes Mast-Erm *Ahem* Sir!" Grant hurried away.
Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 4:31 pm
Prayer attempted to stay mad at the vampire even after he was pulled close, nuzzled, and kissed on his neck. Although this doesn't mean his body didn't react or that he didn't like it; he did he just refused to allow Misha to know he enjoyed it. He wanted to stay mad. Even though he couldn't stop from gaping yet again as his lover ordered everything they had chosen to be packed up to be paid and taken with them. That was a lot of clothes! "I-is that everything?" the priest asked still surprised.
"Yes, I promised your nurse Ms.Morris that I wouldn't have you out for too long. She can be a sweetheart when everything goes her way and a complete harpy when it doesn't and frankly I'd rather stay on her good side." Misha said. They didn't have to wait long when Grant came back. "Sir, the shopping will be delivered to your address within the hour and your account will be charged."
The vampire nodded. "Thank you very much Grant....and have a pair of those shoes added as well. I lost mine in Bangkok a few days ago."
"Very well sir. Have a good evening."
Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 4:55 pm
Prayer finally smiled and chuckled at Misha's reluctance to annoy his nurse. "She is rather...spirited, isn't she?" he said fondly before waving back at the store clerk. "Goodbye sir and have a blessed day." the priest smiled and walked behind the blonde man trying to keep pace.
Once back at the apartment, Misha was greeting by the unamused face of Ms.Morris. "Did you know that Prayer had to take his medication 15 minutes ago?" She asked with her arms crossed.
The vampire's smile faded. "Uhm....sorry, I tried to get him back as soon as I could...."
Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 10:10 pm
Prayer tried to contain his grin at seeing Misha getting reprimanded but squashed it so he too wouldn't get scolded by the angered nurse. "I apologize Nurse Morris but Misha took me on a short errand and we ran long on time. For my transgressions I will limit myself to my bed and the bedroom for the duration of the night and surrender myself to your helpful ministrations." the priest said with honest apology before sitting on the bed waiting for his medicine.