Repayment.

[Ndale]

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Ndale guided Raye along the halls, having escorted her to the the East Wing of the Third Floor. It was true, there was not much down here. Well, not unless you knew where to look. With previous knowledge, he counted the doors...five, six, ah, seven, here we go. Opening the door, the feline held it open for Raye. Inside, there were shapes, things covered in white sheets. Some where dusty, well, most were dusty, but there were a select few that appeared to have previously been moved and adjusted.

Ndale grinned.

"Here we are love. Make yourself at home, I imagine we're going to be here awhile."

He chuckled, but did not elaborate.

[Raye-Majick]

Raye stayed silent as the Cheetah led her through the castle, her hand lax in his grip.

The longer the silence stretched, the more anxious she got. What the Hell was the cat thinking?

The Jinn was inwardly throttling herself for agreeing to do anything Ndale told her to do without asking him first what he he was going to have her do. Christ, I've got to be more freaking careful around him.

She very nearly regretted punching him. Idly, she flexed the hand she had punched him with. Huh, I used my left... She hadn't thought when she raised an arm to punch him. She had used her weaker arm. How odd.

Her eyes scanned the room before resting on the cat again.

"We're going to be here a while?" she parroted questioningly.

But, knowing that she couldn't defy him for as long as he had this damned power over her - why had she agreed it it again? - she moved over to the closest patch of wall and leaned against it, arms crossed over her chest.

[Ndale]

All Ndale's answer was, at first, was a quiet, low, chuckle. It rolled into a purr as he watched Raye lean against the wall before turning and walking over to a rather large covered shape. This one, with less and misplaced dust, was obviously previously disturbed. The boy reached up to his far right, grasping the heavy cloth with both hands before pulling it down and to his right with a great sweeping motion. The white fabric can cascading off, slipping free and launching in the air a cloud of aged dust from its fibers. Ndale squinted his eyes and held his breath as a big armoire was revealed. The fine and polished wood seemed untouched by time. The cheetah grinned and coughed, waving the bothersome airborne particles as the drape fell away and he reached forward and opened the door to the insides. He peeked inside, cracking it just open enough to see if his one-time find was there.

Seeing the black dress and white lace trim, his grin only grew more positively smug and eyes narrowed dangerously as he closed the door again. Turning swiftly to Raye, he stalked back to her, once again moving to enter her personal space, hands moving to grasp at the hem of her top.

"Well, that does depend. Don't give me trouble, and we wont be here as long." He tilted his head, staring down at her. "Now: clothes off. Come on."

[Raye-Majick]

Raye, safely out of the range of the big cloud of dust, merely watched as the Cheetah waved away the dust and looked in the armoire.

Her eyes narrowed a little when he didn't open the doors more than a crack. What was he hiding? ...Did she even want to know what he was hiding?

Her eyes narrowed further when the door closed and he stalked towards her. her body slowly began to tense.

And when he invaded her personal bubble and reached for her shirt, her eyes widened and she tried to back up...right into the wall. She cursed herself mentally for backing herself into another damned position where she couldn't escape.

And at his words, her mouth nearly fell open. Seriously? She didn't sign up to this to become a sex slave.

"You've got to be kidding me, Ō chītā yō-juu."

Her teeth bared and she very nearly knee'd him before her mind caught up with her. She had agreed to do whatever he said. And she had a feeling that if she kneed him, he'd do a hell of a lot worse than whatever he was planning.

So, her eyes slid shut and she inhaled slowly, hands reaching down to remove the shirt herself, eyes averted and a very faint blush on her cheeks.

[Ndale]

He chuckled again as Raye tried to back away only to hit the wall. He raised an eyebrow.

"What about this situation makes you think I'm kidding? Sure, I'm extremely amused, but that because I am being perfectly serious." He didn't move as Raye bared her teeth, though that was probably because he was unaware of what she had almost done. And that was really probably for the best, for he would have had no mercy...after writhing on the ground in agony for a time and limping off.

He watched with a certain amount of -probably perverse - fascination as Raye closed her eyes and moved to remove her own shirt. Now, seeming she didn't need his help, he back off, taking a few steps away.

"Good. Shirt, and then the pants have to go as well. Hurry up." He urged with a tilt of his head, grin settling into a cocky and amused smirk that seemed invincible. "You can keep any underwear or whatnot that you have on, if you have any, I suppose." Fun fact, he himself preferred not to wear such things, just pants, made things easier in ways of shifting, but remembering Raye could keep her clothes when she switched, she may be of a different habit. The feline retreated to the wardrobe again, leaning against it and crossing his arms over his chest. It was obvious he didn't seem to be planning on doing anything, though he didn't avert his piercing sharp eyes. He was far too much enjoying the ghosting of red on Raye's cheeks. Besides, it's not like he was even that interested in girls...though, he'd let Raye forget that part for now. He was enjoying making her uncomfortable. It was all part of the payback.

[Raye-Majick]

When the Cheetah retreated, Raye balled up her shirt and threw it at him. Then she knelt and unlaced her converse. She contemplated throwing them at him, too but decided against it, just leaving them set neatly together against the wall. And then she slid the Lycra leggings over her hips and pulled them off.

After folding them neatly and setting them down next to the converse she turned to Ndale, wearing nothing more than a simple black bra and a plain pair of black boxers, arms crossed over her chest, cyan eyes staring at him.

"Is that all, your majesty? Or do you want me to give you a lap dance now?"

She realised too late that calling him your majesty would probably end badly for her. He'll probably have me call him your majesty from now on, she sighed inwardly. She twitched at the thought. I have got to start thinking about what I say to him before I say it!

[Ndale]

The feline only scoffed airily as the shirt smacked against his chest and folded arms before falling lamely to the floor at his feet. As the other articles were set aside, he looked the girl over with a raised eyebrow.

"Boxers...interesting..." He commented lightly. At her rather snarky comment, he merely tilted his head and hummed thoughtfully, as if considering and turning over the name and idea in his head. "You know...as tempting as that offer sounds, my idea is much more satisfying." He purred and gave a light, non-chalant shrug. "And please, you don't have to call me 'You Majesty'. Master, Lord, King, Highness, they all work as well." Ndale winked as he snickered and pushed off the wood of the wardrobe, letting his crossed arms fall back to his sides.

"Now...close your eyes and turn around." His eyes narrowed and his smirk grew a wicked tone, but he didn't elaborate the reasons why. "and don't open them or turn to face me until I say so."

[Raye-Majick]

The woman dead panned. Great... Now she was starting to worry even more about what he was planning.

She sighed and shook her head softly. At least he hadn't demanded she call him by that.

She span around. "Hai, hai, Tono." And that bought a rush of anime-related thought on her. Her lips curled into a large grin. Oh-hoh, she had an idea~

Her grin widened. She could do exactly what he said and still annoy him to high hell.

To pass time, she began to sing softly. Of course, the song was anime-related. She was Otaku to the core and, having remembered something from an anime, she needed to sing. and instead of singing the annoying opening theme or the ending theme, she was going to sing a character theme.

"Kimi no miteru me no mae, hoka no ko to no oshaberi
Oh no, no, no
Waza to misetsukeru no wa, shite hoshikute yakimochi
Oh yes, yes, yes"

[Ndale]

Ndale only raised an eyebrow at the new nickname. Of course, being neither in to anime or Japanese, he didn't know what it meant or to what it referred. He shook his head lightly. To be honest, he didn't really care. Names where hardly worthy of note, he had been given a rather widen range of them, some harsh and some rather flattering, but in the end, it hardly mattered.

The feline turned, seeing her following his orders, and opened the wardrobe. He didn't pay much mind as Raye sang, not understand the lyrics and uncaring of the tone. So what if she wished to sing? It was fine with him for now. He pulled the old maid outfit from the armoire, removing it from its hanger. It was black with white lace about the neckline, sleeves and skirt hem. It came with a white apron, likewise lace-rimmed, and it's skirt was poofy, held out by a layered white underskirt that all ruffles. He grinned and tried not to chuckle. Holding it, and turning to hold the skirt open, he moved back over to Raye.

"Arms up." He stated, his only interruption to her singing. Ndale figured that with her non the wiser till it was too late, he could just slip the dress on over her head.

[Raye-Majick]

At the order, she lifted her arms without thinking and paused in her singing long enough to ask "I can't open my eyes yet, can I?" And then she returned to singing.

Not that she cared.

She wanted to get whatever he was planning over with as soon as possible. She'd comply with anything he wanted. She'd only kick up a fuss if he asked her to do something stupid.

Like put on a dress or something.

But he wasn't that stupid.

...Right?

[Ndale]

Smirking wickedly as her arms were raised, he quickly answered her question.

"No. No you can't. Now, hold very still." He was actually surprised that she was being so obedient. Well, he tried not to laugh.

With a quick motion, he brought the skirt of the dress over Raye's head, moving to tug it down and on her before she really had time to react. He didn't really want to fight her over it, but hey, that's what the presence of the wall she was facing was for. He had no problems using it to pin her and was fully read to, not expecting her to take this quietly.

[Raye-Majick]

The Jinn tensed up when she felt fabric brushing over her skin. There was only one two things that would go over her head like this. And this was far too long to be the first.

He had made her wear a dress.

...He was a suicidal idiot.

Her fists clenched as she let out a low growl. Okay, screw being nice and compliant.

She was going to hit him again. Nice and hard. Another bruise to match the first.

The Jinn turned, eyes flashing as she bared her teeth is a snarl.

[Ndale]

Ha! There! He tugged it on, fitted to her shoulders and waist, ah, good, it seemed an okay fit.

As soon as she growled, he tensed and as she turned, Ndale threw his weight forward against her with little thought, perfectly intending to rather roughly slam her up against the wall she had been standing so close to. His hand shot up, trying to catch her arms in the air to pin them as well, thought it was a mostly blind move. He was not keen on being punched again, but he knew from their previous conversations about dresses, that that very well might be what she was going to do. That, or skin him. Neither he was really partial to. He returned the low growl in warning tones.

[Raye-Majick]

She growled louder when the man pinned her to the wall. At the moment she was far too angry to be worried.

She tugged her arms, trying to get them out of his grip.

Just one punch. One. And then she'd be happy. She'd go back to being the obedient girl she had been.

She settled down, however, when he gave a warning growl. She relaxed in his grip and looked away. She needed to calm the hell down. She could kill him after he had released her from his service.

"You're either brave or very, very stupid. Suicidal is also a word I could use." And then her eyes returned to his. "Or a walking rug. I'd quite happily go with that one, too."

[Ndale]

Ndale pushed his body against the other's struggling form, using his weight and larger form to his advantage. Even as she relaxed, he did not trust her to release her just yet. He could only laugh at her comments.

"Brave? Stupid? Suicidal? Hardly any of these. Really, don't you know me at all?" He smirked, cocky attitude in full play. "It's called skill, and I have an unlimited amount. Just watch. I'm sure you never thought that someone would get away with getting you in a dress and getting away alive. Let me prove you wrong, love." He chuckled, then paused before nearing his mouth towards her ear to speak lowly, breathing ghosting out.

"Though, I'm starting to wonder if you really mind." He shifted slightly to point out just how close they were. "And this is the second time within the hour that you have done something to get me to push you up against a wall." He purred. really, the feline just couldn't miss the opportunity to tease the wolf. It was too perfect, and he hoped to rile her, but also embarrass her. "I'm starting to wonder..."

[Raye-Majick]

She gave the Cheetah a dull look. "Yes, I have thought that. And so far it's held true. I hate dresses with a passion. People get hurt when I get forced into a dress. You, I have to admit, were far more gentle than the last idiot that tried. I had bruises on my arms for days."

A silver brow arched. "This is the second time you've pinned me within the hour because this is the second time you've pissed me off within the hour. Wanna try for a third and see if you live through it? They say third time's the charm." Her blue eyes glinted.

Okay, so she wasn't all that calm. Anger was bubbling beneath the surface. So much anger that her mind had completely passed over the fact that the Cheetah - the good looking Cheetah that she had the hots for - was so close.

[Ndale]

"Of course I'm gentle, Raye. I'm hardly a barbaric ruffian..." He purred soothingly. "Why would I bruise you? Violence is not the answer here." Ndale knew, he wasn't that strong, and he wasn't really a fighter. He was a manipulator, and that's what he did. She hated the dress, got it, message received, but, well, she just had to forget about the dress. Apparently, she'd need a bit more work for that.

"I would, but, well, maybe later. Right now, I think I'd prefer a happier emotion from you." Yes, yes he would, it'd mean less danger for him. He was fairly sure, that if he let her go, he'd get murdered. He'd probably get murdered a few times, somehow. He really only saw one way through this. He lowered his voice, whispering softly against her skin.

"Don't be mad, Raye. You don't hate me, and you'd be sad with me gone. Besides, I have so many more uses alive than as a rug, or in a heap of disassembled body parts. I thought you liked my body..." He tried not to snicker. Ndale pulled his head back to look her in the face, though he stayed close. "And really. I think you look great in it, stunning. Wear just a little while...just for me..." He moved closer to brush his lips just over hers smoothly. "Please?"

[Raye-Majick]

"I wish Naomi and Tiffany weren't barbaric ruffians." Her nose wrinkled at the thought of her two ex-packmates. They were the definition of barbaric ruffians.

Her brow arched for the millionth time that day. Happier emotion? Why did that make her feel wary?

...Ah, yes, that's why, she thought dryly as his breath washed over her skin. Her tongue ran over her lower lip and she wondered idly if she should put her spider bites back in or leave them out.

"I don't hate you," she agreed. "But that doesn't mean you get to avoid the death threats when I get mad." Brow arch one million and one. "And what uses are those? Being an annoyance doesn't count."

She sighed and gave the man another dull stare. "Everyone thinks I look good in a dress but me. But I still stick by my opinion of dresses being uncomfortable, impractical and overall evil."

Her body began to tense when he leaned in and she just stood, staring at him. You could see the defiance drain from her eyes. She'd wear the dress...for now.

"...As soon as I get out of it, I'm shoving you in it. See how you like going around in this monstrosity." She picked up the skirt in one hand and shook it.

[Ndale]

The feline gave a light chuckling huff.

"Hey, sacrifice for beauty, right? Think of all the things people do: corsets, piercings, tattoos, plastic surgery...a dress is not the worst thing I could be doing to you right now. And please...you have never thought of a better use for me?" He grinned smugly. "I..do believe you once telling me of a thought you once had...something about Shae, me, leather and a bed, noo?" He purred out cockily. He shook his head in amusement at her words.

"Fine. I'll let you make me wear it after." He agreed to wearing the dress. Again, not that he minded...it certainly wasn't the first time he would wear one, or probably the last. Besides...she was being rather presumptuous thinking she would be getting out of that dress for quite some time. He had no intention of letting her out of his service until he had had his fun. Leaning forward to steal a quick kiss from Raye, he backed off, releasing her from the wall, as he figured that she was not as tempted to smack him right now, seeming to have calmed down and agreed with him.

[Raye-Majick]

"Sacrifice for beauty... Idiotic, but true. I've followed all of those trends bar plastic surgery." Though, the tattoo wasn't exactly something she had planned. She used to wear a corset a lot. Especially back before she found the wonders of male clothing. She sacrificed easy breathing to look slim for years.

"No, my minds firmly stuck to the idea of you being an annoyance." Her eyes widened slightly. He remembered that? "Are you sure it wasn't Shae I wanted to see in leather~?" she purred with a slight grin. Seeing the Wisp in leather was a pretty pleasant thought.

Her grin widened when he agreed. She'd have him parade around the whole damned castle.

She remained unresponsive when he kissed her and continued to lean back against the wall when he backed off. Her arms crossed over her chest and she slid one foot over the other to cross her ankles. "Okay, fight over this monstrosity through, what happens now?"

[Ndale]

The amusement in his eyes hardened only slightly before softening. It was almost as if it never happened. He scoffed and flipped a hand.

"If it were only Shae you wanted to see in leather then it would have been only Shae in your fantasy." Ndale gave a half-shrug and turned a cocky smirk on Raye. "He does look good in leather though..." He purred lowly, not above such a petty thing as making the comment just to remind her that it was he who had the boy in leather and not her. "He's been reading some or your manga..." He let the sentence hang open, letting her draw her own conclusions about what kind of manga Shae had gotten in to.

At the wolf girl's continued lax air, he trailed amused eyes over her rather pointedly. He tilted his chin up in a rather cocky manner and his lip curled up slightly, canine showing underneath.

"You're a maid, Raye...what do you think happens now when you're in the prescence of a King?" The cheetah's shoulders shook with barely restrained chuckles. Oh...he was so going to enjoy this.

[Raye-Majick]

"It takes two to tango. Shae'd be feeling awfully alone if it were only him in my fantasies. And the two of you make such an adorable couple."

Her whole body shook in laughter. "Oh dear, what did he pick up, Hoshi no Yakata or Sex Therapist~?" She had no doubt he had picked up Yaoi manga - most of her manga was Yaoi. It was just a question of which Yaoi he had picked up. "Maybe Love Knot?"

Her brow arched. "Well then, Ō chītā yō-juu, what does a king of your calibre have a lowly maid such as myself do?"

[Ndale]

He scoffed and rolled his eyes in amusement before looking exasperated and shaking his head.

"I don't even know. Whatever it was, it was....apparently...inspiring, though..." He shook his head again. "Not that I mind, really...but, well..." The feline sighed and flipped a hand casually. "Anyway, moving on..."

Crossing his arms, Ndale eyed the girl, slowly gaining back his predatory air.

"You really don't have an imagination...do you?" His eyes narrowed, pupils contracting into dangerous slits. His lips slowly peeled back to reveal the points of his canines almost harshly. "How about this...the more I think of, the longer this will be drawn out. If you think of more to do and I approve, I'll release you sooner." Lies, mostly, but he would think about it. He knew what he would have Raye do, but that wasn't the fun part. He liked figuring out what other people thought. Besides, there was something very amusing in having the girl come up with her own punishments. Of course, if she really did have nothing, then he had a fair few ideas that he could make her do that would surely be just as amusing in repayment.

[Raye-Majick]

She grinned a little. "Inspiring, eh~?" She ran her tongue out over her lips, mind again returning to her lack of piercings. Then she grinned. She kept her bites in her pocket at all times when she wasnt wearing them. When did she forget that?

The Jinn knelt next to the pile of clothes and rifled through her pockets until she came across a small plastic ziplock bag with her favourite piercings in it. She emptied the bag out onto her palm and spent a few moments fitting them in place around her lip.

She grinned and ran her tongue over the cold metal. That felt better.

"Maybe I should lend him some more then. Tell him he can just go and get any volume he pleases whenever he likes. My rooms never locked."

Standing again, her expression dulled to an incredulous stare. "You've got me in this ridiculous dress, might as well wear it for as long as I have to." That was her subtle way of telling him she wasn't going to come up with her own torture. He'd have to do all the thinking.

No way in Hell I'm going to come up with my own punishments.

[Ndale]

He watched passively as Raye got out her piercings, really not caring, and it showed on his face. In fact, the mirth was gone, and what was let was flat, unimpressed, predatory cockiness. At her comments about Shae he merely tilted up his chin and made a harsh "tch" noise. He wanted to snark out that perhaps for her own good that she just best not go near Shae, but he didn't want to go threatening Raye and getting Shae mad at him...even if he didn't like it. And so, he chose to remain silent on that front, only giving her a warning look that showed slight disapproval. He did, however, smirk cruelly.

"It's a wonder you've survived this long, Raye. Hunter, you said?" The feline scoffed. "Right. Well, you just passed by an opportunity to choose what you would be doing. You know...you could have actually ordered yourself out of the dress...in to, say...a butler's uniform, but, since you're so eager to wear it..." He shrugged, turning and strolling over towards one other mass covered by a drape. He let himself fall back on to it, the cloth moving under his sudden weight and revealing the thing underneath to be a sort of couch. He leaned casually against the armrest, propping his elbow up on it and leaning his jaw against his hand, fingers elegantly posed, pointer tapping at his temple while the tip of the ring finger rested at the corner of his mouth. He smirked in to it as one leg very casually crossed over the other, adopting a rather regal air.

"Dance."

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