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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?

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[He couldn't?] Well, apparently I just did. And have no doubt I would do it again. Now, as I said, if you would excuse me, I have affairs to attend inside this humble store.

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.

[Ardyn hated feeling like the weak one here, which he was right now. Kicked in the bollocks and suffering because of it. Curse that Ignis! He managed to get to his feet and stagger inside of the bakery searching for his attacker. What was the man playing at?! How dare he kick the Chancellor of Niflheim. He would pay....]

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.]

Edited 2017-08-14 20:54 (UTC)

[Kick in the guts and all, Ardyn still dared to show his face inside again? Well, now that was troublesome, giving how their bosses wouldn't be exactly happy to find a man grabbing his crotch and clearly in pain yelling at him. Even when he did it on self defense. The store had an image to keep, after all.

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?

[Ardyn raised an eyebrow at the spoon whilst still holding his injured pride. What was he going to do with that?]

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.]

Edited 2017-08-15 07:08 (UTC)