DesiruXSlow. It was originally going to be a one-shot...till I got too involved...^_^;
All Ultimo characters do NOT belong to me!
Beginning inspired a great deal by XxUltiFanGirlsxX's Story, 'It's not drag it's Training!'
Slow groaned as his master lead him to yet ANOTHER Clothing shop. He was getting a bit impatient. He didn't understand WHY Shiina insisted on getting clothing so many times. Her closet was past full by now...He muttered a few things under his breath about it.
"Well, Well, Well~! Look at what we have here~!"
Slow tensed up at that familiar high toned voice. He closed his eyes when he heard them approach from behind. He mentally cursed the mall for having tile floors. He could hear each tap against them as the other walked slowly and deliberately up behind him
"Desiru." Slow bit his lip as the lustful doji started to circle him.
"I don't think I've ever seen you in this outfit, Slow~...It's quite an alluring look on you..." Desiru fingered the fabric in the back a little.
Slow growled under his breath, his endurance was already spent from walking around with his master all day. He glanced around, wondering where she had disappeared off to now.
"Looking for your master~?" Desiru stopped in front of him and placed one of his gauntlet's fingers on his chest. A jolt ran through Slow's body at the contact, and his reaction didn't pass Desiru's watchful eye. He chuckled, "Did you like that~?"
Slow growled, "No. Get your hand off of me." Slow pushed his hand away and backed up a few steps. Desiru matched him and walked back up to him with the same amount of steps. Slow felt a jab of panic rise up in his throat, and fought not to yell at the lustful doji to leave him alone. What good would it do? Well, it might turn the other on more. He growled at that thought.
"Getting feisty are we~?" Desiru pulled at the fabric on the other's chest. Slow blushed hard and pushed his hand away again, "Damn it, Desiru we're in PUBLIC..."
"Oh~h? You wouldn't mind it if we were in a private place~?"
Slow pushed away those thoughts, "Of course I would mind it, but for gods sakes, we're in a mall!" Desiru glanced around, they were getting a few looks here and there.
Desiru cursed something under his breath about the humans. He snatched Slow's hand in his own and started to pull him away. Slow blinked a few times in shock and had a slightly delayed reaction. He pulled against Desiru's gauntlet and growled again, "Let. Me. Go!"
Desiru looked at him, "Damn. And here I thought you were going to be obedient." Slow narrowed his eyes and spread his legs a little to provide a bit more stability against Desiru's insistent pulling.
"Obedient my ass."
Desiru chuckled, "Some colorful words coming out of your mouth, there, Slow-kun~." Slow's half-calm mask slipped at the sudden honorific and Desiru used it to his advantage, pulling the other along again. Slow whimpered a little, giving up and letting himself be taken out of the mall and into an alley. He groaned as he looked around.
"H-Here...?" He wasn't to happy about the thought of being raped in a dirty alleyway.
"Really? Come on. I have more taste than THAT." Desiru glared at him. Slow growled back, if only he had enough time to perform a Karakuri henge...then he would be out of this situation in no time. But the other doji was keeping an awfully watchful eye on him as he jerked open a door.
"Desiru! You're back fast!" The sound of another Evil doji came from inside.
Slow's eyes widened as he looked around inside. All of the evil doji were there. Avaro was the doji who had spoken.
"AND you got one of the good guys~!" He turned to see Vice walk out of a nearby door into the main room. Rage followed right behind him, the usual cold glare on his face.
Desiru grinned, "Yeah, he wasn't that hard to catch after his master was out of sight."
Slow suppressed a growl, earning Vice's trademark evil grin, "Looks like he'll be a kicker~, Want a little help?"
"Oh, god..." Slow took a step back from the advancing Lord of Evil. Desiru moved to stand in front of Slow, "Hey, now, Vice, this guy's MY prey." Slow peered around Desiru to see Vice back off a little, "Fine, Fine. I'm satisfied as it is right now." The evil doji glanced at Rage, who's glare faltered a little bit under Vice's gaze.
Slow had forgotten Desiru still had his gauntlet in his until he found himself being pulled away. He heard certain phrases coming from the other evil doji as they left the room. "Prey? More like CRUSH! Hahaha!" Slow shook his head, insisting to himself that he must have misheard as Desiru pushed him into a bedroom and pinned him to the bed in the middle of the room.
OK, Please in your review tell me if the next chapter should be a lemon or not. If so it'll end up being my first lemon on here. Someone requested this, but I can't remember their name as I type this...I'll be too lazy to go and edit it later when I DO remember/find out again.
Woo! Implied Evil doji smut! XD RageXVice will be greatly implied throughout this Fanfic.
~Toxx~
