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"We'll save it for tomorrow then. I think I'd like to see you in full form," she replied. "But for tonight we should do something fun. We could play majong or twister...or we could have a meeting with the tailor so you don't have to wear the generic back-up clothes anymore. How does that sound?"

"Your beast form is a part of you. I wouldn't be a very attentive owner if I didn't know everything about you. Besides, I have my own skills, and you'll find I am not so easy to kill," she replied. She lead him away from the kitchen and back to her chambers. A short French man awaited them.

"Madame, a pleasure as always," he said, bowing low.

"Jacque, this is my new companion. I spoke to you about him earlier--he needs some special tear-away designs so he can change on the run. Do you have the patterns?" she asked.

"Oui, madame," the little man said proudly.

"Good. Now, precious," she turned to Jericho, "Would you stand on that stool and let this mystro of fashion do his work?"

Jacque looked at Scarlet pleadingly. Scarlet just smiled and shrugged. "He is what he is."

Jacque sighed and did his best to measure Jericho without actually touching him. Finally, he put away his tape measure.

"I will have the tear-away outfits ready tomorrow," he said. "Is there anything else you would like?"

"Hmm. We'll definitely need a tuxedo," Scarlet said as she walked around Jericho appetizingly. "And jeans--I love a man's a** in jeans. And don't forget to throw in some silk boxers."

"Nonsense," Scarlet said dismissively. "Everyone looks good in a tux--expeically when Jacque is the one designing it."

She smiled at the designer and he grinned back.

"Is there anything you would like to request, precious?" Scarlet asked Jericho. "Any wolfy-thing you want?"

Jacque looked uncomfortable and glanced at Scarlet. "I think that's all, madame."

"Then you should scurry away to your shop and start working on my order," Scarlet replied with a smile. Jacque bowed again and left he room in a hurry. Scarlet wrapped her arms around Jericho and nuzzled his stomach. One of her hands traveled up to caress his tattoo. "I love how warm you are. And so soft and silky. I just want to wrap you up in silk ribbon. Turn you into a giant present to me!"

"I should be more considerate," Scarlet conceded as she moved her hand away from the seal. "Perhaps you should put some more clothes on, precious. You look entirely too delectable right now. If you don't, I shall not be responsible for my actions."

"I have other consensual donors," Scarlet said coolly, pushing him away. "I don't need you to sacrifice your strength to me. Besides, there are much more interesting ways for me to use your body."

She went to the wall and pulled out a drawer concealed in the wood panelling. From the drawer she took a long length of wide ribbon and turned back to him with a whicked smile.