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kingdomcomes2017-08-04 10:21 pm
anteojos) wrote in kingdomcomes2017-08-04 10:21 pm
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Who: Ignis and you~
What: Catch-all for everyone who's hungry for sweets.
Where: The town's bakery.
When: All day until the shop closes.
Warnings: NSFW (eventually), spanking with a wooden spoon.
[Ah, the wonders of freedom. While the lifestyle Ignis chose after arriving to the Kingdom wasn’t exactly luxury, the fact of being able to choose what to do on his own made it up for all the circumstances he found himself involved into. That meant taking responsibility for his activities, yet it was something he could handle after all those years as chamberlain.
And luckily for him, it didn’t take long until finding a suitable job to keep himself busy with. Only a little wandering around the town until he found this bakery which, blessed the Astrals, was hiring. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the type of pastries he used to know, yet it was nothing he couldn’t learn. And he assured the owner, he was a quick learner.
Besides, that income was much needed.
That is how he ended up behind the counter that morning, the sweet smell of recently baked pastries emanating, luring, inviting inside whoever was passing by near the store.]
Good morning, how may I help you?
What: Catch-all for everyone who's hungry for sweets.
Where: The town's bakery.
When: All day until the shop closes.
Warnings: NSFW (eventually), spanking with a wooden spoon.
[Ah, the wonders of freedom. While the lifestyle Ignis chose after arriving to the Kingdom wasn’t exactly luxury, the fact of being able to choose what to do on his own made it up for all the circumstances he found himself involved into. That meant taking responsibility for his activities, yet it was something he could handle after all those years as chamberlain.
And luckily for him, it didn’t take long until finding a suitable job to keep himself busy with. Only a little wandering around the town until he found this bakery which, blessed the Astrals, was hiring. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the type of pastries he used to know, yet it was nothing he couldn’t learn. And he assured the owner, he was a quick learner.
Besides, that income was much needed.
That is how he ended up behind the counter that morning, the sweet smell of recently baked pastries emanating, luring, inviting inside whoever was passing by near the store.]
Good morning, how may I help you?
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Ignis! Oh, how delightful! Are you the town's baker now?
[Wasn't this a surprise? Or rather not, since Ignis was known for his culinary talents back on Eos. He was always keeping the group sustained with healthy meals around the campfire. Why yes, he did spy on your little friends, Ignis. Ardyn moved his gaze to the selection of cakes and pastries.]
What do you recommend for one hungry Chancellor?
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And, though it isn't exactly pleasant to have Ardyn's presence at the bakery, Ignis reminds how it's his responsibility to keep those clients coming by, even if they were despicable and awful. They all deserved a nice, good treatment--the best. And by the Astrals he was going to ensure that happened. After all, he had to be nothing but the best at it.]
The delight is all yours, Chancellor. Never though you would be the owner of a sweet tooth, in all honesty. I would recommend starting with our Phallic Sweet Crescent Rolls, fresh from the oven.
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You'd be surprised as to what actually takes my fancy, dear Ignis.
[Ardyn thought he heard wrong at the baker's words. Phallic Sweet Crescent Rolls? Was he being serious? Of course he was. This was Ignis. The Chancellor raised a curious eyebrow and then found himself smiling coyly.]
I trust they rose to the occasion? Give me one that will fill me up and cause me to feel stuffed full of Phallic Roll.
[Why yes, he did just utter those words. Innuendo of course. This was too good to pass up.]
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Actually, wouldn't it be smarter to play the game, instead? He considered himself a smart man, after all, albeit his knowledge not exactly broad when it came the subtle art of innuendos. Yet, and just as the new pastries he was baking, it wasn't anything he couldn't get to learn with enough experience and practice.
He seems completely poised and calm at the words exchange, though, not slightly flustered because that's what they were: phallic rolls. And of course he offers one to Ardyn.]
One single roll won't suffice in stuffing your tastes, I'm afraid. Maybe trying more than one? After all, they have been filled with sweet, creamy vanilla filling.
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[He loved how they looked and how easy Ignis seemed to be adapting to this place, even through it's lewd and filthy nature. Ardyn knew that the blond was playing along with him in his own way and this pleased the Chancellor.]
I am quite hungry and could swallow one of your pastries....whole.
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Well, thankfully there was still the counter between them acting as a barrier. Ignis could be wrong, yet there was something--something he couldn't quite tell, but something about Ardyn being quite predatory today.]
Perhaps you could start with a taste of the rolls for now, see if they suit your tastes. Unless they are… well, more than what you could swallow, Chancellor.
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Classy, right? This is the Chancellor of Niflheim.]
You're right, I could, or I could have a taste test and see if I like them first. Try before you buy as they say.
[His amber eyes flashed dangerously at Ignis' goading.]
I assure you, I can swallow anything if the will takes me.
[He leaned in across the counter, eyeing Ignis up and licking his lips.]
Now, who will fall first?
How come he dared to ignore his cooking? Simply indignant.
Ah but, there he is… leaning over the counter, attempting who knew what sort of flirting was that. Was that his tongue sticking out of his lips? Were those his eyes ogling at him the same they were at the Feast? Just like he was undressing him… only back then he was barely dressed? What should he do? Allow this to happen during his shift?
Ignis simply takes the first step then. He wanted stuff? Stuff he shall deliver then. And that is Ignis, tipping the man by the chin as he grabbed one of his rolls, ever so graciously pushing it inside Ardyn's mouth, literally stuffing him whole. Yep.]
I think you have earned this… free sample, Chancellor Izunia. It is on the house, as you can see. Can you feel how that sweet and savory filling fills your whole mouth? Can you feel those flavors down your throat, warm and nice? I bet you can do.
Re: it begins.
Bravo, Ignis. How droll. Now, I believe it is my turn to...stuff you.
[With that, Ardyn launched into action, pulling Ignis over the counter by his clothes and marching him outside and down into the side alley. He moved fast, very fast in fact, for a man well over two thousand years old. He swiftly closed the gap between them, shoving the younger man back against the wall, and claiming his mouth for his own, forcing his tongue down Ignis' throat.
Who was being stuffed now?]
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And how he was kissing him? If that wasn't enough evidence for Ignis, then it probably was the way Ardyn was pinning him against the wall, pressing his weight against him. Or maybe that leg, attempting to slide in between his, as if trying to stroke him--
Oh. No way. No way he would leave the counter alone for this, his job too precious to lose it.
There. That is Ignis delivering a certain kick to Ardyn's balls. Yes, he knows is not too very gentleman-y. Yes, he doesn't care, as he wipes away his lips, watching the man from his position.]
How flattering is to know I am subject of your affections, Chancellor. If only timming had been on your side… though, I must say, I might have a lesson or two for your manners, or lack of it. If you would excuse me, then…
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Holy shit, it hurt like a bitch.
Ardyn doubled over and clutched at his balls, groaning out in pain. It hurt more since he had begun to develop a semi-hard erection. Now, he had plunged into a world of pain. When was the last time someone had kicked him in the jewels? He couldn't remember. He hissed in pain and glowered up at Ignis.]
Damn you- why? You can't do this to me-
[He couldn't even get up, since the burning sensation coursed through his crotch. One his knees he felt tears well up in the corner of his eyes. No. This was not how it was supposed to happen.]
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But fear not, that I shall soon be back to settle our score. [And he says that with the most sincere of the smiles.
Already inside, a rush of thoughts clouds his usually calm mind. Ignis doesn't recall himself being this defensive before, so ready to attack should a predator approach. Yet then again, no one had attempted to assault him like that in the past. Giving his training, and his experience at the wilderness of Insomnia, it was… well, obvious he would have this sort of reaction. But in any case, what was done was done, and he couldn't exactly himself feel remorse of his actions.
The whole train of thoughts goes through as he hangs the "Be right back" sign. For he still couldn't leave a corpse at the back alley, neither leave the store unattended. But what should he do? How would he teach Ardyn a proper lesson? That is, in before approaching the back door when he spots it.
His wooden spoon.
Well. Smashing. Ignis quickly grabs it before heading back to the back alley, Ardyn still on his knees.]
Oh, you're still around, I see. Glad you decided to stay for the lesson.
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Run off, have we, dear Ignis? They do say that's the coward's way out after kicking a man in the unmentionables.....
[Ouch. It stung like a bitch and Ardyn had to grab hold of the counter top to steady himself. His cock and balls had taken a beating and he knew they would be all red for a while yet.]
Show yourself, baker!
[He hissed.]
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A light tap of the wooden spoon should suffice to show Ardyn where Ignis was: right by his side.] There is absolutely no need to yell like this, Chancellor. And I never said I'd run away. I am, after all, a man of… manners. And I always settle my scores.
[Seeming how Ardyn wanted to do this the hard way, it is now Ignis the one who drags him by the clothes, guiding the wounded man to the store's warehouse.]
I shall grant you the benefit of the doubt that you won't mess up our precious ingredients stored here until you recover and can leave the place in fashion. Should you try something stupid, I won't hesitate on delivering another blow. Do we have a deal?
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Of course you do....after kicking a poor man injuring his pride.
[He winced as another bolt of pain shot between his thighs. Ignis really had landed the Chancellor a hard blow down below. Now, he was being dragged and couldn't do much to stop it, since he was still trying to massage the pain away.]
Where are you taking me? If you think I am intimidated by you, I'm afraid are very wrong, dear Ignis.
[He hissed the threat through gritted teeth as he wondered what the hell the baker was up to now.]