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Sultry hips swayed through the hallway. One hand resting on top of the hip bone, while the other was filled with parchment. The meeting was far more dull than he could have possibly imagined, Krul truly had no class when it came to such things such as war. So practical, so to the point.
Ferid Bathory waved to a group of livestock with his picture perfect cheesier grin. It was rare for him to ever be seen without a smile, and yet this one showed he was clearly up to something. Not that that was unusual.
No, today was more self indulgent than his past schemes. His gloves hand removed itself from his hip and twisted the doorknob. He tossed the papers onto the table, as the real star of the show sat in the foyer. "What pleasure have I earned for you to drop by Crowley?"
The muscular man Infront of him shrugged with his usual laid back grin. "It was getting boring where I was stationed. Figured I should drop by to spice things up before getting sent back."
Ferid was busying himself with getting comfortable after such a long day. He only let out an "mhm" as he unbuttoned his uniform top. The clothes already folded neatly on the table before him.
Crowley let out a laugh and turned his head to look behind him at the fair figure, who was sliding on a flowy evening blouse. "I would have expected you to be more excited for me to drop by. I even brought gifts."
That certainly caught Ferids attention, and within the blink of an eye Ferid was leaning over the sofa. "oh? You found something of interest, let's see!" His hands were already inside of the bag besides Crowley, like a bratty kid that was just told their rich aunt brought presents.
He soon realized there were multiple items, making him remove his hands and sit besides Crowley instead of over. He placed the first box into his lap and lifted the lid. A thin smile on his lips as he let out a low chuckle. "Oh Crowley darling, you know me far too well." Each vial was filled with perfumes, within small plastic bottles.
The labels all in French as to seem even more upscale despite being arguably the cheapest that you can buy. Each vial was no larger than that of a wine cork, yet there were at least a dozen of these different floral scents. Ferid knew he had to display these on his vanity, yet there were still two more boxes to open.
He placed the next box in his lap and slipped the tab open, revealing exactly what he requested when Crowley first departed. "Oh you managed to find it!" He lifted up a spool of ribbon. The designs were little spider webs and candy corn for Halloween. "This is gorgeous where did you get it?"
Crowley, let out a laugh and leaned back on the sofa. "I have my ways to get your designer goods." He just stole them from the dollar store. Ferid was none the wiser and there was a plethora of stores in Japan just filled with small cute, yet useless things that ferid adored. "My question is why do you wear such frilly things during your battles? I would assume they're rather impractical, even for you."
Ferid crossed his legs and smirked up at Crowley. "It's not about practicality, it's about appearance. Appearances will send a message. You should know that better than anyone else." His voice turned mocking by the end of it, while his finger trailed down the other's chest, tracing out the well defined muscular build.
Crowley let out a laugh and removed the other hand. "There is no need to do that. I just passed by daiso on my way." Ferid gasped with a hand on his chest. "You went to Daiso without me? My favorite store!? Though I do suppose our lovely queen required me here."
Ferids hands placed themselves on the final box, one that was rather large and deliberately had the logo covered. His eyes widened a bit as he uncovered the treasure within. "Crowley?" There was a hum in response while Ferid picked up the somehow mint condition shoes. "You weren't just at Daiso were you?" Crowley's eyes flickered over as he responded. "I took a small detour on the way back. Why? Do you not like them?"
Ferid's fingers traced along the heel of the designer shoe. It would even fit his uniform, albeit impractically. "No, these are perfect. The question is, what is it that you're looking to get out of this." His eyes narrowed with his smirk, while they flickered up at the grinning male. "Absolutely ! nothing I was just bored."
Ferid settled himself on Crowley's lap. "Oh if only I could offer you to sit on mine. It's how I reward the good livestock!" He slid off his boot and slipped on the new shoes. Crowley raised an eyebrow. "You spoil the children? I always assumed they were just your next meal."
Having finished slipping on the new thigh high boots with the red bottoms, Ferid stood up and spun around. Feeling much taller with the new heels. "Hmm? But of course they're my next meal! Though unlike you, I don't get to have as much fun. I have to entertain myself somehow." He crossed his arms and looked melancholic. "Is it truly wrong to wish for something more within this long luxurious life filled with unimaginable treasures, and a man almost as beautiful as myself, that I've so wonderfully obtained?"
With a sigh Ferid collapsed into the settee parallel to Crowley. His blouse flowing around him while he all so delicately positioned himself as to keep his shoes off the furniture. If anyone walked in, they might think he was posing for some sort of medieval painting.
Of course this being Ferid, despite that being a reasonable explanation he had his ulterior motives. Crowley just smiled and leaned on his hand. "what are you talking about Ferid, we both know you're never bored with your life?" Ferid rolled over so he could properly face Crowley. Still doing his best to keep the shoes off the furniture. "Play into this a bit. It's not like I can't find ways to entertain myself. I'm the one who started the rumor that Mika had a secret human boyfriend?"
Crowley looked even more confused. "But he does have a secret human boyfriend?" Ferid waved him off and snapped back with "Technicalities. It's not official anyways, but I'll make sure they get married." Resulting in an eye roll from the other. "Alright alright, I understand. You really need to find better past times than terrorizing children?"
Ferid who was now hanging upside down on the couch to talk to Crowley, quickly retorted with. "You can stay here and we can cause problems together. Krul would not be able to stop us if we join up." Crowley stood up and shook his head. "the offer is rather intriguing but I'll have to decline. It appears you have a guest here to visit you anyways."
He tilted his head towards a very annoyed looking Mika. Yet ferid seemed to shoot up, with happiness. "Mika darling! What do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here?" Before Mika could fully get out a sentence, Ferid was already hovering over him to see what was in his hands.
"Monopoly?" Ferid smiled so brightly that Mika felt a chill down his spine. "Krul told me to give this back to you, but about the mission- '' before he could get that out he spotted Crowley trying to sneak out of the mansion so as to not get roped into this. Yet before either of them could leave this, Ferid grabbed them by their shirt and was already dragging both of them to the dining room with a surprising amount of strength. "Well you have perfect timing, having Crowley here to join us and all. Please sit down, I'll set up the board."
Mika glanced up to see a slight hint of fear on Crowley's face. "W-what is-" Crowley sat down at the table and sighed. "We're going to be stuck here for the next few days." Mika shook his head and sat down as well feeling like walking into this mansion again was the biggest mistake of his life.