not.
"Hurry up and get dressed," he said as he turned back around, "We're leaving."
"What?" Erena's eyes widened and she scrambled to pull on the black garment, "Right now?"
"You said you wanted to leave the apartment, right?" Shang was cutting a jacket out of his suit and making pockets, "So it's time for a night on the town. Wear something nice."
Erena still didn't have a complete grip on how the material worked, deciding to just leave it as a tight bodysuit.
"Are you sure it's a good time for that?" she asked, fussing with the neckline, "Not that I mind but, doesn't this planet have police or something that are going to want to question you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Shang said flatly, pulling things out of his cabinets and shoving them into his coat pockets. He turned around, pausing when he saw her in the skin tight suit, which covered her wrist to ankle.
He stepped closer abruptly and drew a claw down her front, opening up a plunging neckline. Before she could stop him he'd sliced off the sleeves as well.
"Better."
He declared, and then strode past her.
"Not better!" Erena replied in frustration, blushing as she tried to close the deep, cleavage baring front and realized the fabric had already solidified, "How dare you?"
"You owe me a nice view, remember?" Shang replied without turning back to her, "Now pick up the pace. You need to stay close to me out there or something a lot worse than Rin'rokir will snatch you in a heartbeat. In fact-"
He paused in the entrance way and turned back to face her, snapping a collar around her throat in the same motion. It was the same she'd worn in the auction house and she blushed scarlet with shame and indignation as he attached a black bracelet to his wrist. Between it and the collar a cord made of golden light hung shimmering.
"Hey!" she tugged at the collar, offended, "Take this off immediately! I'm not going out there like this!"
"Oh yes you are," Shang replied with absolute certainty, and opened the door, tugging her after him. She dug in her heels to resist him, but the minute she did so a sharp electric zap flashed through her, surprising her so much she stumbled forward into his back.
He stopped long enough to let her get her feet under her, then kept going. The zap hadn't hurt, but it had surprised the hell out of her, and removed voluntary control of her muscles long enough for him to drag her forward. Clearly, pulling against it was pointless. Pursing her lips in irritation and crossing her arms over her bared cleavage, she sulked after him.
"So who was that guy anyway?" she asked as he pulled her into an elevator, "That Rin'rokir?"
"My boss," Shang replied briefly.
"And why was he breaking into your apartment?" Erena pressed for more.
"To kill me or steal you," Shang's words were terse and irritated, "Probably both."
"Why?" Erena, growing annoyed with his short answers, pushed harder, "I can't possibly be that valuable. He was going to eat me!"
"He wasn't going to eat you," Shang scowled, tugging on her leash to pull her closer as they left the elevator and headed down a plain hall, "You're the only known specimen of a brand new intelligent race with a currently undiscovered home world.
That doesn't mean he wasn't going to do plenty of very unpleasant things to you, or that other people less concerned with money wouldn't chew asteroid for the chance to eat a brand new species before anyone else, but Rin'rokir would not have eaten you."
"Then why did he want to stick around and kill you?"
"Because!" Shang snapped, stopping to turn around and bare his fangs at her, "Do you not understand that I own you? You have no rights and I can do what I like with you, so why don't you shut up and show me some respect?"
Erena, uncomfortably reminded of the way he'd looked when killing Rin'rokir, flinched and struck out without thinking, slapping him across the face. Shang's eyes widened in shock and surprised pain for a moment, then he snarled,