Tailor Made, Just For You [Raegan/ Kori]

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Raegan sighed as he looked out over his small, empty shop. Amer had bailed on him again and he was left manning the desk, even though he had forty orders to fill. When he caught hold of his little brother, he was going to kill him.

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Kori eyed the tailor shop as he walked by on the other side of the street. The modern, fashionable designs had him pausing and taking notice. While not a diva or a bearer to be so obsessed with looks, Kori could still appreciate a good fashion sense and it looked like that shop had something good going.

Quickly making his way across the street, he entered the store and ran his eyes around the room and the pre-made clothing that was out and displayed, all made into generic sizes that could be fitted to the person. A nifty way to increase business sales, Kori was impressed by this and the way the clothes looked. Which was flawless. Not bothering with the counter just yet, he pushed his hat back on his head and began browsing, he needed some new clothes… he always needed new clothes.

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Raegan watched the new customer walk in, eyeing him. He was relieved and at the same time a bit tired to see a new customer, but ignored it in favor of waiting to be acknowledged. He was gorgeous, though.

[ode]

Kori didn't know the meaning of too many clothes and had quickly grabbed a bundle before walking over to the counter and - wow, damn that was one sexy Mentsiquarian. Giving his best sexy smile, he greeted the man. "Well, hello, hello..." he just stared at the man for a long moment before remembering the clothes. "Oh, can I get these fitted?"

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Raegan blinked, looking at the gorgeous man, nearly blushing before smiling at the male. "Yes, of course." he replied, stepping from around the corner. He grabbed the scanner, asking the male to raise his arms as he scanned him, reading the male's measurements.

He frowned. "May I check you personally, my scanner is glitching." he said, looking at the male.

[ode]

Kori's grin got wider, "Baby, you can do whatever you want to me," he knew it was a bold thing to say, but he certainly meant every word he said.

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Raegan blushed a bit, before grabbing his tape measure and measuring the male's chest, waist, hips, legs, and arms. He wrote down each measurement and went to look at the clothing. "When would you like these?" he asked the male.

[ode]

"Hey, I'm on your time here, sweetness. You name the time and I'm there," he said shamelessly, "And that includes anywhere outside of your nifty little shop here."

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Raegan's blush became evident now, where it was simply lurking all before. He looked up at the male from his clipboard, "I will have them done by next week Tuesday...to what name should I place the order?" he asked, trying to keep things professional.

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"Kori Siker," he said, heart warmed for some reason by the man's blush. "You know, I've never seen a man who blushed attractively, but you got it down pat." Leaning against the counter, he continued to say, "I don't think there is much you could do to take away from your beauty."

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Raegan blushed a bit more. "Ah, thank you Mr. Siker. Your clothing will be ready next week." he said, biting his lip a bit.

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"Well, next week is an awful long time to wait to see you again," he took a step back and looked the bearer over. "And I do like to look at you. How about tomorrow?"

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Raegan blushed again. He wasn't used to this kind of attention from an attractive Giver. He looked at the male. "I will not have them finished by then..." He said, a bit confused.

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"I wasn't talking about the clothes, darling," he said, his smile turning less sexy and more amused, "I was talking about seeing you again. I want to see you again as soon as possible and, since you're at work, I figure thats tomorrow. How about it?"

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Raegan blushed a bit, damning himself for doing so and biting his lip. "Mr. Siker, I--"

"He'll see you tomorrow, Hotness." came a voice from behind them as Amer strolled into the shop, dressed in a pair of low slung leather pants and a black tank. He hopped up on the counter. "So, Rae, who's the cutie?" he asked, looking Kori over.