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As Crest gestured, the Duodecim followed through to his room. Upon seeing the man, who ushered him over behind a changing curtain; Leonis assumed that it would be okay to bare his wings to the tailor. Obviously trusted.

Once behind there, he slipped out of the black silk pajamas, down to the underwear he had been given; his wings stretching out a little before settling back, folded to his shoulders. The man, with slight hesitation, stretched the tape measure round his waist, shoulders, leg length, width, arm length and width, neck and from the apex of his back between his wings, down to the base of his spine.

Leonis couldn't help but wonder, what were they planning to do about the slight issue that were his wings. He shivered remembering what some of the more exotic slaves he had seen, were wearing; straps, throngs of material, and laced strips. Not much.

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After jotting down all the measurements onto a slip of paper, he turned flitting through the selection of colours, deciding that sticking to white, grey and varying shades of blue would work nicely. The tailor headed back round behind the curtain with a smile. "I have the young man's measurements Sir, is there anything in particular you were looking for?"

The angel's raven hair could be seen peaking curiously round the side of the curtain, wide innocent eyes watching the two, before it disappeared back behind the curtain. Leonis was curious as to whether he would just be dressed as any other male household servant, in black.

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Nodding and agreeing, a little confused by such a request, but the tailor ignored it. Stepping back round the curtain, he flitted through his already existing wardrobe. "I can get the order done in a week.. But for the time being.. Hmm.. You're measurements fit some of the clothes, but not the necessarily expected ones.."

Leonis didn't know that he meant the male uniform for other servants, the tailor had measured most of the staff here for their clothes, and against the guys' measurements, Leonis was too slender, too short, hips a little thinner, and waist unusually curved. Legs not thick enough, and shoulders not broad enough. All in all he fitted the average female outfit.

Without hesitation, he pulled out a knee length underneath petticoat, laced and white; also handing Leonis, white stockings with garter suspender belt. Followed up by the dark navy blue dress, white apron over the top, all which the hem line was decreasing up his leg to mid thigh. It had elbow length sleeves with turned over white cuffs and covered his neck just, but the collar from earlier still on show.

Leonis seemed lost with such items, so the tailor quickly hurried him into them, knowing Crest not to be a patient man; before pulling back the curtain. "W-wait a sec-" Cut off as it was pulled back; the tailor held his shoulders and spun him round to face Crest.

One of the angel's hand was attempting to lower the hem line past his thighs as the suspenders were nearly on show; a light blush over his cheeks as the tailor tied a typical head band styled blue ribbon through his hair like an Alice band, tousling the messy soft raven tresses further.

He added to cuts to the back, so his wings were out of it, but still folded to his back. Giving him a pat on the back, he made the already unevenly footed angel trip, falling to his knees with a squeak, in front of Crest.

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Watching the tailor leave so abruptly, Leonis wasn't expecting to be pulled up, now seated on Crest's lap, legs either side of him rather embarrassingly straddling his waist.

The angel's breath hitched in his throat as a hand met his rear, jolting closer in surprise; only to turn and be met with the man's face close to his.

"Wha-" His soft voice cut of mid sentence, well mid word more like, lips parted as they had attempted to speak; he gasped out at the rough kiss; his soft sound swallowed by the other mouth on his. Out of instinct, he turned his head to the side breaking it, and panting out shakily, trying to catch back his stolen breath.

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"A-ah! nn..no.." He murmured out, the soft sounds leaked from his mouth at the grope and attention on his neck.
His free hand loosely clinging to the material of Crest's shirt, as the other trembled at what it was pressed against. Shuddering at the implication, and the smooth tone that it met his ear in, Leonis turned his flushed face, eyes wide with surprise, to the other male's; as his hand was guided against the specific area.

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Leonis' body lay still on the floor, curled up on his side, wings slightly unfurled. Eyes fluttering open, he cringed, wincing as he tried to move pain lacing through the lower half of his body.

It had happened again, and he managed to lift his head, seeing the man seated there, watching. Reaching out with a soft whine, he pulled part of the navy silk material to cover him a little, ashamed at his nudity. Curling up in on himself as best he could; face turned away from those violet eyes.

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Leonis kept silent as Crest stormed out. True, the man hadn't be quite so violent, and the only reason he was in pain this time, was because his body other than this and the day before, just wasn't used to such things. It had nothing to do really with how Crest had done it. But Leonis didn't know what to say, so he had stayed quiet.

He knew Crest was expecting him to be used to it by now, and Leonis didn't like displeasing people, but it was always so sudden. Without anything else to wear, he slowly gathered his rather feminine clothes. Not bothering with the Alice band, and headed into the en-suite bathroom. Taking a wetted cloth he washed himself, careful in certain areas before putting the clothes back on. He'd rather wear the pajamas but the tailor had taken them with him.