Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday

[icecoldfrost]

After the amusement of yesterday, Emma was int he shop, going over merchandise catalogs to order in new stock. There was a whole new batch of people on the island, after all, and it was best to stock up on certain items before the sex pollen came back again.

Dite's was open, and the Now Hiring sign still in the window.

[OOC: OCD-Free, for the weekend, yo.]

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[furnaceface]

All things considered, this was not a place that Jonothon tended to wander into, these days. That Emma was actually working here again was something he had been sadly unaware of, distracted by business to take care of everywhere but the island for the past little while.

So, when he sauntered into Dite's wearing an open leather vest, tight-fitting leather pants, and a pair of boots with a toe that could put somebody's eye out, it was probably safe to assume that there was something small and green and venomous involved.

"Ugh," he announced, before taking a look around. "I need to buy so much of your stock tonight, luv, you have no idea."

... Yes, he'd kept his accent. People paid more to be tied up when he was using the accent.

[icecoldfrost]

Oh god, Emma was just going to be very, very thankful that the place had security cameras, because wow.

She loved when people got bit, especially when the bites resulted in things like this. Helloooooooo pants.

"Well, I'm sure we can find some things to fit you," she answered, giving him a once-over. "Or are we looking for something for someone else?"

[furnaceface]

"I'm looking for something adjustable," Jonothon replied with a voice pitched slightly deeper than usual, words rolling off his tongue in a purr. "And durable. Getting me into these things runs more than most people in this town can afford."

No. Really. Whatever you were offering, he'd up it from there. It wasn't his job to play submissive, thank you. In fact, when he was on the job, the rule was hands-off, no exceptions.

"I've got a list, actually. It starts with 'armbinders' and runs most of th'way through the alphabet."

[icecoldfrost]

"I hope you have platinum, then, because we don't run cheap either," was Emma's retort. "Not if you want the quality items, and the more explicit items are along the back wall."

"Anything we don't have?" she gave a shrug and took the catalogs out from under the counter. "I'll order."

Because this was priceless.

[furnaceface]

... It was fortunate, then, that Jono could afford this gremlin bite.

"You're too kind," Jono mused, shooting Emma a grin as he reached for one of the catalogs from the top of the stack. "How long does shipping take from this company, luv?"

This one here, with all of the studded leather bondage gear, of course.

[icecoldfrost]

"For you? I'll have them overnight it at no charge," Emma offered, pulling up her order screens on the laptop. "Although we do have a similar one in stock, but the metal has more of a blue-steel shine to it."

Special, special Hell.

[furnaceface]

Emma was officially the worst. The worst. Ever.

Jono was really making it easy for her, though. He pursed his lips a little, and then smiled.

"Better still. Let's have a look, then? It'll go nicely with what I'm wearing, after all."

Because it was so difficult to colour-coordinate with black leather.

[icecoldfrost]

No, she'd be THE worst after this security footage was uploaded to YouTube and a link sent to Bobby. Sheesh.

"What you're wearing now is rather nice," she admitted, leading the way to some of the more professional-type equipment. "But it might suit your coloring better."

"So is this some special occasion, or just stocking up?"

[furnaceface]

"Stocking up," Jono replied, following along after Emma and thoughtfully perusing the stock as they went. "Realized tonight that there are a lot of things I should own, and oddly enough, I don't. Might've taken a little too much punishment, I suppose. In any case, it's time to replace them."

... Admittedly, Jono wouldn't be terribly upset about owning any of the things he was looking at, later. He'd just be stuck wondering when in the world he was supposed to use any of it.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma would cheerfully suggest that he get a life, and a series of girlfriends, and possibly drag him out to New York so that he could use it. It just might result in his Death by Embarrassment.

In any cause, she was - covertly - checking him out to see where he'd been bitten, in case it needed first aid. "Well, Dite's Decadent Delights prides ourselves on having high quality merchandise that isn't going to fall apart during your playtime," she said, taking a step back so he could browse without her in the way. "No one wants a flogger that isn't stitched properly."

...how much trouble would she get in if she started sending texts to people now? Choices choices.

"If you're looking to make bulk purchases, I'd be happy to offer you the use of my employee discount."

[furnaceface]

Now was a fine time to start texting! Better still to wait until there was something on a bottom shelf that Jono would have to lean over for, though.

The bite itself wasn't visible, unfortunately. It was on his ankle, under those leather trousers of his. At the very least, the end of a bandage was hanging out slightly from under his pant leg, because bleeding into his leather just wouldn't do.

"I suppose I could place a bulk order for low-melt candles," he mused. "If the quality here is as good as you say it is, though, I can't see me needing to buy things like handcuffs in bulk. Unless I'm entertaining multiple people at once, I suppose. Or a sub with extra arms..."

Which was a distinct possibility that he wasn't going to rule out.