He had lost the bet, god he knew he couldn't play poker, but still this was humiliating. The worst part was that He had lost to Carlo; of all the people to lose poker to it was that joke of a guy. James sighed as he walked out of the apartment bathroom. There was a few dog whistles and he blushed. Kendall, Logan and Carlos sat with their feet propped on the coffee table watching him.
His hand went to smooth his hair but he forgot it was plastered down under a maid cap. He fidgeted nervously trying to pull down the maid dress skirt that was barely past his thighs. This is to damn much. If I wasn't girl enough now I don't have any hair on my legs to speak of. Which was true, he had somehow been cohered into stripping his legs of what hair he had managed to maintain. Now he stood there in size 9 six inch stilettos with a tight garter belt. The translucent black material over his legs made him itch and he swore he'd get Carlos back for this. The fishnet laced gloves weren't half bad except he felt way to girly in them as well. The tight apron that wrapped over the black maid dress might as well been attached to his body as tied down as it was. He walked awkwardly and yet surprisingly easy in the outrageous outfit and stood in front of the coffee table. His face turning beat red. He bowed half curtsied. "Greetings..Sirs, what can..I do for..you?" He had to force the words out as he said them; he refused to make eye-contact.
There were a few snickers, but the three tormentors kept their composure. Kendall raised his hand smugly and replied. "I'll have lemonade."
"I'll have parfait!" Logan added in trying to hold back a laugh that could break the sound barrier. James looked up for the first time looking at Carlos.
"And for you Master?" James said rolling his eyes to the side lightly. Carlos shifted lightly, a light line of blush appeared over his face. James caught it and grinned internally, maybe he could back at them after all. "Master?" James repeated with a little more enthusiasm.
"Uh oh um, I'll have what Logan's having." Carlos stuttered. He watched James curtsy, and to the surprise of every male on that couch James came back with a silver tray balanced in his hand, with two parfaits with cherries on the top and a lemonade. James placed the tray down lightly.
"Anything else sirs?" All three boys stared dumbly at what they had ordered. Kendall snapped out of it and took the lemonade.
Logan seemed to follow suit but his hand stopped on the glass and then he smirked. "Uh maid could you feed me my parfait." He knew James would explode, James didn't handle humiliation well, he was too much of a pretty boy for that. James hid his cringe and bent down picking up the parfait glass and the dessert spoon, he spooned the cherry and some of the ice cream onto the small spoon, crossed over to where Logan was and bent down smiling smugly to himself. Logan warily, and almost astonished opened his mouth as James fed him a few spoon full's. He wasn't the only ones astonished, heck Kendall almost wished he had ordered a parfait. Logan finally took the glass from James. 'That will be enough now," He said with what little composure he had left as his face turned red. Carlos on the other hand had already eaten his in a desperate attempt to cool himself off. James turned to him and frowned, no, no he pouted and damn it was cute too.
James crossed over and with his thumb and forefinger wiped left over ice cream from Carlos's face. Carlos might as well have black out there as his face went from shocked to daze. Kendall smirked lightly finding this all to amusing all the sudden. But that didn't last.
"Master here let me help with that." James said softly and he bend over Kendall and took the glass his fingers enveloping Kendall's as he tilted the glass to his own lips and drank from it, then he tilted it down and used his free hand to use his thumb to pull on Kendall's lower lip and placed the lemonade glass rim to Kendall's lip. Kendall drank he had finally lost his composure. The three's boy's jumped as a cooking timer shook and James quickly pulled away clanking the glass down and seemingly swinging his hips all the way to the bathroom. Five minutes later and regular old tight fitting jeans James swaggered out and grabbed Logan's left over parfait sitting down and spooning it into his mouth.
Kendall, Logan and Carlos was speechless as they stared at their seemingly feminine friend. James looked up from his ice cream and shrugged. "I watch too many cartoons."