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 Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:13 pm
Monty growled softly and bit his nose lightly before pulling away with a smirk. "I'll take away all stings from you elf.....Now finish your food so we can get to work." He murmured and started to eat his food silently, watching Kalore with amused eyes.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 4:51 pm
He knew that he shouldn’t, but the elf couldn’t help but laugh at least a little bit. He smiled at the other before winking at him, finishing off the strawberries as well. A few minutes and kisses later, Kalore got up to wash his plate, speaking as he did so. “Alright, I need you to basically wear a nice dress shirt like what you’d wear under one of these jackets. Then, I’ll see if the jacket fits in the way that I want it to.” He was going to give Monty the one that was made for him, the one that Kalore made the night before, but… he just needed to make sure that the muscled look was one that he could dress properly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 5:14 pm
Blinking some, the demon nodded and set his food aside and stood up to remove his shirts. Folding it neatly he stood there topless and looking....Hot. The kind of hot that was more scorching than the sun itself and that only Hell could contain. The lean, ripped muscles under the soft light skin of Monty looked perfect without trying to look bulky and it didn't have those sickly veins sticking out like other muscled males had. No, Monty was born into what sculptors would give anything, even their souls to crave out of marble and call a masterpiece. "Alright Kalore. I'm ready when you are."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 6:42 pm
Kalore nodded, not looking at him as he went to get the jacket. As he walked back in, however, the blonde froze. His eyes slowly raked over Monty’s body as he blinked slowly. “U-Um…” More blinked and Kalore realized that he couldn’t stop staring at the demon’s perfect chest. He shook his head to get himself back into focus. “I’ll get you a dress shirt… I picked one out for you already.” Kalore nearly sprinted to get the shirt, surprised at himself. He normally didn’t get like that when he saw the demon shirtless. Why now? The elf wasn’t sure but as he walked down, offering the redhead the lightweight shirt, he smiled a bit at him, focusing on Monty’s face; not like that was any better. “Here… put this on then put on the jacket.” It should fit him perfectly…
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 4:28 pm
The demon raised a brow at the sudden look Kalore gave him then inwardly smirked. Oh yeah did Monty knew he was hot and all he needed was Kalore to let him know that with his reaction. Yet rather than putting that out and looking arrogant with a knowing look, he had a blank expression when the elf came back with the dress shirt. Nodding, he started to put on the shirt surprised that it fit him perfectly and started to button up the shirt. "Pass me the jacket please?" He asked, looking at his buttons to make sure they are neatly in place.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 6:03 pm
Looking the man over once more, Kalore finally was able to get himself back together. It wasn’t worth it to watch the man and obsess over his looks! That didn’t matter, though, as he handed him the jacket, smiling a bit more. “The shirt fits perfectly.” And the jacket should as well. It was in Monty’s size, his perfect size if his measurements, well, guesstimates, had been correct. With the shirt they had, but maybe the jacket wouldn’t be right? Kalore hoped it was. He really needed to see how the jacket looked and make sure that it was at least a little comfortable for the other. By the time the jacket was on, the elf was blinking rapidly. “Well? Does it fit alright?”
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 4:58 pm
The demon took the jacket and placed it on, tugging at it a bit to make sure that it was on comfortably, especially over his shoulders. Smoothing the fabric down Monty looked up at Kalore and gave a thumbs up. "It fits." Yet still the demon looked at it critically but found nothing that told him it wasn't made well. It was actually perfect.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 5:55 pm
Kalore relaxed, smiling at him. “Good. Now… just put up with this for a moment.” He couldn’t hold back how happy he was that this worked. He had wanted this to work so horribly and now it was and that was perfect! The jacket fit his muscles wonderfully, even when he had his arms up and Kalore tried to move his upper body in any position imaginable for what Kyoshi would do for the day. It didn’t clump up or become disgusting looking. Kalore couldn’t really stop smiling. “Alright… this is good.” He nodded. “Put that in your closet, both shirt and jacket, and don’t mess them up. I’ll be working on the outfits and such. Do you need anything?”
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 7:04 pm
Blinking some the demon felt comfortable in the two tops and nodded at Kalore's advice. "Alright. I'll put them someplace where they won't be ruined." Removing the jacket and starting to unbutton the shirt, he shook his head at Kalore's question. "Not unless you need something else from me." Monty said and kissed Kalore's cheek.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 12:11 pm
Green eyes went to the skin soon shown as Monty undid his shirt. He knew he wasn’t drawn all the time by the chest of the demon, but lately that had been his attraction. Strange. “From what I can think of, there’s not too much that I need right now.” Just attention. Kalore was a glutton for attention and they all knew it. Smiling a bit at the thought, he began to head back to the room that he was using, glancing over at Monty. “if there’s anything that you need or want, just come in and tell me, alright?” He smiled and soon was in the room. If he wasn’t disturbed, Kalore would be in there until well into the night when he exhausted himself. At least he got things done.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 7:34 pm
Monty watched Kalore for a moment but then nodded. "I think I'll do a bit of work myself as well. My office is next door to my bedroom so if you need something then you can come there alright?" Walking over to the elf he kissed his cheek, close to the corner of his mouth and then headed off to put the garments neatly away and to his office, still topless since he was feeling comfortable like that to help on constructing Kyoshi's weapons for his gunner squad.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 7:43 pm
He smiled, nodding some before shaking his head a bit. He wanted to be around the shirtless man for a bit longer, but the elf just had too much to do right now. Locking himself in the room, Kalore didn’t allow himself to leave. There was a bathroom attached to his room and as he made the gowns for the bridesmaids, the tuxes for the groomsmen, and designed the layout of everything, he made sure that he never left. It took him hours just to come up from the stupid desk of designing everything. And to do that it was just to get some water before he was back to work. Maybe Kalore needed to take a break but… for now? It could wait.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 8:10 pm
Monty was in his office for a few hours that Kalore was working, on the phone with Hibachi, Kyoshi and Selik on a four way conference. They all discussed materials and then methods of preventing the sound from occurring when the trigger is pulled. However Monty had to hang up with the other three and go about making calculations on what could be done. Looking at the time the demon frowned and stood up. He hadn't heard Kalore move around his apartment and he went to knock on the door to see if he was still alive.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 8:40 pm
In the hours that had been spent, many things were done. On three mannequins were tuxes, all in various but perfect sizes for the men that were Kyoshi’s groomsmen. On three more mannequins were three dresses, perfectly shaped in black and red designs and made for Dusk’s bridesmaids. Kalore had made sure that everything was done in perfection, making sure that nothing was wrong and that it was perfect for the type of style that Kyoshi and Dusk wanted. Near the tuxes was another mannequin, holding a perfect tuxedo in the perfect size of Kyoshi. On the wall were designs of how everything was meant to look, even a sample flower arrangement.
Where Kalore was at that moment, however, was under a white dress, working on the underside of it to make sure that it was still comfortable for the woman it was for. At the knock, he jumped, hissing in pain as the needle stuck him. “It… It’s locked… Wait a minute!” He shimmied out from under the gown, sucking on his bleeding finger as he unlocked the door, opening it with a small blink. “Uh… Yeah?”
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 9:17 pm
Monty blinked at Kalore and scowled. Did Kalore hurt himself? "I think it's about time you earned a break." The demon tried to look into the room to see if Kalore got anything done. Not that he didn't have the faith in the elf to do his work because he seemed very passionate about his craft. Still, the elf didn't need to kill himself over it. "Come with me for a bit Kalore. What happened to your finger?"
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