he was halted at the door though he did not turn around. "you are a grown man, you do not need to be cuddled, besides it is sunday, yesterday was your day"

He twisted in the bed until he was facing Ambrosia. "But you have been around for a few Sundays, and Fridays..." He studied the man standing in the door.

he was finding it harder to leave even as he was wanting it more. with a flat expression he looked down at the other coldly "and? you have bitched each time i did, i would think you'd be happy to be left alone" the man just gave a grin. "I didn't know you'd let a little bitching stop you. It certainly hasn't kept you from kidnapping me." "it has kept be from a lot of things, do not assume otherwise pyce"

Galvin prompted himself up on one arm, angry. "You said I could have what ever I wanted." His voice had gone from something soft crescendoing in its anger. He pushed aside the blankets, realizing he had better things to do then to fool with the vampire. He himself simply felt embarrassed. He stiffly wobbled about the room trying to find his own belongings.

he was angry at the attitude he was getting but the man had a point. gracefully he went to the man and scooped him up. "only because it is something within my means. you will get your cuddle." walking back to the bed he laid the other out before crawling in behind and wrapping the man in a firm hug

Galvin grew furious. He arched himself far enough away from Ambrosia and jabbed his elbow into the mans ribcage before rolling out of the loosen embrace. Hurriedly he found his shoes and walked out of the door. “Do not expect me next Saturday.” He growled, picking up the last of his belongings.

he didn't bother getting out of the bed until pyce was lurching out of the bedroom and lazily he got up to see how far the other could get before his legs would give out

He made it to the elevator and noted the other was smugly following him at a snails pace. When the doors opened he disappeared inside but did not managed to escape the other. He punched the button searching around for his cell phone and the number to call the cab. He thought the other would brush past him determined to go about his day. One foot made it out of the elevator, before one strong hand wrapped itself around his torso and his feet were lifted off the ground. Galvin found he was staring at Ambrosia's chin. He balled up a fist aiming for the rib cage. The rest of his body, kicked and thrust trying desperately to get out of the hold.

the assault was expected and he did his best to ignore the weak but well-aimed hits, luckily they stopped as soon as he was out of the elevator though pyce started up with struggling again and he was less then kind dumping the man onto the bed. he was swung at one more time but instead of a punch it was a grab and surprised he was tugged down to lay with pyce for the damn cuddle

With the warmth of the other body crushed on top of him. Galvin let out an amused snarky laugh. He rolled a little till the other fell in a more comfortable position and found himself drifting back to sleep.

he nearly fell asleep there though a trill on his phone saved him from it and offering the driver thanks he was more careful escaping bed a second time and hurrying off to granny's. he had a car meet him with a spare change of clothes

He would not have woken up, if weren't for the sharp prickling feeling in his arm. He sprang forth from the bed letting his defensive reflexes take hold. Galvin managed to stop himself in time from giving the good doctor a black eye. He looked at the syringe in his hand and the blood that had been drawn from his arm.

whimpering slightly he stepped back as galvin withdrew the hand and he thanked his stars he did not get a bloody nose or wet pants from it. ".....uh, um, i need to draw some blood."

He hissed but understood. Galvin moved to the edge of the bed and reoffered his arm to the man. He was still some what sleepy. “What time is it?”

careful of the freely bleeding hole the man created with his aggression he stuck again. "around eleven, i will get you a cloth and band-aid for the wound. you really should be careful in the future"

Galvin shook his head. Once the doctor removed the needle he pressed his thumb firmly over both wounds. "I will be fine, I am just tired. You shouldn't try to doctor me when I am sleeping."

he nodded. "duly noted, i do not however have time to wait or permission to wake you. would it be alright with you if i woke you up?"

Galvin merely nodded secretly amused that majority of the people in Ambrosia's lives were difficult people. He fell back on the bed and let himself be pricked and examined.

the rest of the week was dull and insipid though he managed to not think too much about saterday. he would not admit he found his newest lover to be more entertaining than any other part of his empty life

As usual his previous Saturday's had been pushed out of his mind. He had one thing left to do and that was to tend to his dog, but everything else was taken care of. Checking his watch he saw he still had time to spare. He whistled for his dog and put him on his leash hurriedly scampering to the dog park.

when he stepped through the park entrance he was surprised to see pyce coming his way and he was certain it showed on his face. "where are you going? it is your style to be late not early"

Galvin stopped suprised at the voice, and even more surprised he had to stop his dog from drowning the man in a puddle of slobber. "What are you doing here? I told you I wasn't going to see you tonight."

he barked a laugh. "half the time you say that and yet i do not think you ever mean it, you are always quick enough to fold." he smirked, "i honestly believe you just like to be obstinate"

He growled at having the truth thrown in his face. He pulled on his dogs leash and started to walk away. "Well I am not in an appeasing mood tonight, Good bye." He pushed his dog away to get him to start walking again. Once again he checked his watch.

he didn't feel inclined to have to carry pyce off again but it was shaping up to look like that would be how it'd end up. closing in he grabbed the other from behind pinning his arms together and pressing their cheeks together. "is there any way to win this without bloodloss?"

"You could call my parents and tell them I am being kidnapped." He said sardonically wiggling in the grasp. He realized his elbows were pinned to close to his body for an attack. It did not stop him from struggling.

he smirked and pressed the other closer to him. "maybe, but they want me dead, i do not see it working out so well. neatly he shifted his face to bite the man's ear

His next words of protest were cut short by a small gasp. The tug on his right arm reminded him that his time was running short. he tilted his head away to escape the biting. Since he could not use his head or arms he attempted to use his hips and legs.

he was pleased when the gasp was followed by rough rubbing. he could not help but find the man's neck and offer it a lick. "....now, now...we can do it here on the sidewalk and risk getting a ticket or you can wait a few more seconds and not be disturbed"

He tried to shake his head no, but the tongue lashing created a problem in the front of his pants. His answer came in the form of more soft sounds and finally he said breathlessly "You fucking Bastard."

not exactly the words he was waiting for but he would not knock it. quickly he swept pyce off his feet and toted him back to the maybach. the man only struggled a little before accepting his fate and stilling. when they were to the car pyce flipped out a phone and let someone know their dinner-date was canceled. he rolled his eyes and stuffed the man in

He slid into the car with a little growl. His parents had managed to kill his wonderful mood, though from the sounds of it the girl was rather relieved. He turned to Ambrosia who was sitting smugly on his side of the Maybach with Agamemnon. “You owe me, dinner, a walk in the park...” He snapped his phone shut. “ and an evening at the fair and possibly a stuffed animal.” He folded his arms across his chest. "And I want a fucking huge one. As big as my dog, but no buying it." He narrowed his eyes. "You will earn it for me."

with a wave of his hand he accepted. "i will find you a carnival and you will not go dutch for the meal. toy depends on your behavior, and the walk will not be in a park i hate parks, deal?"

"What am I your dog now?" He couldn't help but laugh. "Define good behavior. I promise not to nibble on your sheets you will get me a toy?" He shook his head waving his head in a motion that mimicked Ambrosia. "The Board walk then for the walk."

he grinned. "no, if you are a bad dog you get a toy, if you are a good boy i will win you something from a carnival booth like a proper sap" saying no more he dug out his phone to find out where there was a carnival and a place nearby to eat

Galvin had nothing to say to that, instead he growled. He leaned across the seat and nipped at Ambrosia's ear. "Bad dogs are more fun to play with but I will be a good boy." He pulled away from the other buckling himself in for the ride. Soon the smell of sea salt caught his attention. "I have not been to the board walk in ages."

he shrugged. "i have never been to one at all."

He turned and inspected Ambrosia. "How old are you?" He wondered aloud."It seems to me that if you owned the world you would have been to every place imaginable."

"twenty-six, age and money does not have a damn thing to do with it though, i have never been to bosnia before either and yet i am sure the thought had never crossed your mind that i would go." he sulked. "your family is of means too, is there no place you have not been?"

"My family has means, and I have been places. We have been tracking the old families since before I was born. I have seen a person slain in nearly every part of the world. The Garagins, the Darulins and Le Cherryth. Though your family is the only one that has converted to fur collar crimes." He turned and smirked. "But we are still suspicious."