he felt giddy at the words but tried not to show it. ".....well... if you must i am sure something can be arranged"

He shook his head and kissed away the shit eat all grin, just so he would not see it any more. "Good." now that he had his way his slid from the others lap and plucked the discarded towel from the ground. He made his way to the shower.

he slouched in the seat of the rental the driver had aquired. it was nicer than the cab but was not half as entertaining to ride in. lazily he cast his eyes over to where pyce was staring out the window

He tried to read as many of the signs out of the window as possible when his phone vibrated. He answered to the tone of his worried brother, who grew more distraught at the unexpected extension in the investigation. He tucked his phone back into his pocket once he had gotten his brother to calm down. “Do you know where we are going?”

he shrugged lazily. "no, i said i wanted to go somewhere i could buy you sexy drag and that was all. it's a surprise i suppose"

Galvin raised an eyebrow before turning back to what was slowly evolving into a night scene. "hmm, should I trust your surprises?"

he shrugged again though his face gave him away. "maybe though it is a surprise for me as well." popping his seat-belt he slid from his seat and onto pyce's lap. "if you end up being disappointed i think i can fix it"

He laughed and trailed a finger along the buttons of the others shirt. "I doubt I will be, but you on the other hand. Its hard to get that shit eat all grin I fucking loathed on your face."

he grinned at the petulant look on pyce's face. "oh? i did not know i made such a face. am i doing it right now?"

There was no room in the car to knock the other off his lap, so instead he opted to pinch the others balls hard. "Yes that one."

he expected a caress and so did not gird for the man's grip. twisting out of the lap he slugged pyce in the chest. "you fucking bastard. i ugh, didn't do shit to you what the fuck was that for?"

Galvin did not return the mans answer in words but more buckling over, trying to breathe. "You will... its our song and dance." He sat back with a hand over his sore muscle, his eyes turned back to the french cityscape.

he felt bad as soon as pyce's face crunched up and with his free hand still covering his crotch shifted back down to his former spot and offered the other a low growl, "you fucking retard, if you started bleeding i am kicking you out"

"Ha! I know how to duck and roll. I can do it myself." He shook his head. "It will be fine. If one night and a plane ride with turbulence did nothing, I will live from a love tap." He stole a glance at the other and reached over running his hand over the area he pinched. "Does that hurt?"

he made a sour face as pyce's hand cupped his. "what do you think?" he got a laugh for his snark and letting go used his hand to lift the shirt from pyce's torso even as his lips reached out to steal a quick kiss. "i still... want to look"

The cool lips against his skin, felt nice against the sore. “Sstop that.” Galvin reached back to swat the man away. He wiggled his way back to his end of the car and the other seemed to follow still kissing the tender skin. Once Galvin freed his shirt he spoke “It will be fine.” He twisted trying to deny the other access to his chest.

he was certain the armrest must hurt pyce but that was a pain of the man's own doing and so no grievance of his. stretched over pyce's thighs he found that he was the right height to kiss pyce's navel. scrunching down he breathes a whisper over it, "maybe but i still want to know." he could feel a quiver from the other man and taking advantage leaned down to kiss

The tongue against his navel was too much for Gavlin. He jumped careful not to shove the other another away with a nasty attack. “Stop.” He held the other at bay by his shoulders. No one had gotten close enough to Galvin to discover a sensitive spot he, himself was unaware of.

he perked up at the strained plea and letting his eyes wander back up found a pink flush over dark cheeks and was thrilled. "say please galvin pyce." offering no more words he dipped down once more to see what he could get away with before the other either offered dick or a suckerpunch

He squirmed thinking of anyway that he could escape with out wounding his pride. This kind of happiness was not allowed, he thought. Far ,very far from wanton wild primalistic sex. His breath hitched, and instinctively he moved farther back into the leather seat folding over till he was breathing heavily near the others head. “please... stop.”

as pyce writhed his own gut tightened and tensed to where he felt as if there was a coil inside of him and he needed it unwound. as the soft skin under his lips bunched and folded and moved upwards and away he pulled off and was left breathless over the soft flesh just above the seam of the man's pants. at the words he gave a light nod and turning his head to a partially bared hip bit down

This twisted pleasure should not have been enjoyed so, but as the teeth punctured another light wound into his body Galvin himself grew more sedated and enamored caving to his own feelings being masked by the stirring in his loans. Feel this, remember this, you are mine now Galvin Pyce. Breathlessly he ran his fingers through the waves of soft rose petal locks. The light suck on his lips was almost like a kiss. Foreign forbidden words that were beyond lust almost slipped from his mouth. I have made stains you cannot wash away. If only the man beneath him knew how true his words had become.“...” He swallowed dryly before he could speak again. “...please.”

he nearly did not hear the words and only when they were repeated did he understand that for all his begging pyce didn't want this. moving a hand to unlatch the man's slacks he directed his adorations to another, more familiar, spot to happily take back up his soft suck

He had regained control of his limbs, and when Ambrosia moved enough space way from his body he gently curled his fingers under the mans chin. He did not want this either. Galvin let out a little chuckle. “No... not this either.” He nudged the other man away coming up with an excuse. “I am sure they wont let me wear anything if I am half cocked and sticky.” Quickly he wiggled his body so that hi hips and thighs uncomfortably hid what the man was trying to get at, and he let his forehead fall on the cool glass window. Galvin tried his best to remain focused on the buildings outside.

he had no time to be offended as pyce pulled away. nearly as soon as he managed to right himself a crack appeared in the top of the dividing glass between them and the driver and the voice on the other side let them know they were nearly there. closing his mouth he slid into pyce's discarded seat and set to fixing his rumpled outfit

The outside air was refreshing to the inside of the... Galvin turned to see he had been riding in a black maybach, and that the hand that helped him from the back was the ever silent Adrian. Though this time his paranoia made it seemed as though a smile graced the mans lips. He walked to the other side seeing the shop blazing in neon lights. He felt like he was about to regret anything he said at all today.

the place certainly had more class than anything in america and with pyce following behind he searched out someone to aide him in finding the costumes

While the other dove further into the store, Galvin paused by a mannequin sporting a thong that had a kilt. He raised an eyebrow deciding it was best not to draw attention to one item in particular and he let his legs continue to roam. However he could not help but pause at the higher quality cop uniform on display.

the woman on staff was more obliging than most and even spoke a heavily accented german though he quickly let her know he knew enough french to spare her the effort. he was pleased when his patience with her paid off and he was led to the mesh section

There was so much for his eyes too take in, and some how amid the leather chaos, Galvin found something perfect for Ambrosia. He followed silently behind into the mesh section pausing at yet another rack that caught his eye.

he grinned. it was perfect! rifling through for the size that best fit pyce he pulled it out. "<does this come with green or only red and in what sizes?>" she did not know and as she went to the back to check he turned to pyce and pressed the fabric against him. "put this on"

Galvin moved back from the dress and his brows contorted at the mans grin. He took the dress, surveying it before turning his face back to Ambrosia. While the woman was not around, Galvin slipped out of his shirt and put the mesh dress on. It was no worse then his mesh boxers except it covered his entire body. "So mesh really gets your jollies going?"

"like you would not believe, everything is both covered and exposed and darkened and the texture is amazing." he grinned wider even as he moved closer. "and it makes your skin look beautiful"

The other had gone from himself to a shark. And Galvin only took his eyes off the man long enough to raise an arm to the light and watch the fabric shift against his skin. "Ah so you are an Aesthetic, I can respect that." His eyes inadvertently caught the others. "Is that why you like fossils?" He found himself asking with out realizing it.

he blinked stupidly as the smile fell. he felt his mood sour quickly, "that is none of your fucking business pyce. do you want the damn dress or not?"

He blinked watching the other get upset at such a simple question. He removed the mesh balling it up in his hands. "Find something else." He said twisting and walking towards another part of the store.

the woman came back just as pyce left and let him know it came in green. offering hardly a glance at the fabric in her hands he stared down he retreating pyce until he sould see the other no more before turning back to her. he'd buy the damn clothes anyway and make the bitch wear them out of spite alone, pyce would not be ruining his good mood. he asked her for a pen and paper

He certainly liked it much more then his old costume and the shorts were much more breathable even if he was wearing undergarments. He walked back into the other room watching Ambrosia complete some deal with the woman. She was grinning as if she had won the lottery. "do I need to cuff you? I am sure what ever you did is not good."

he finished his contact and order and handing the woman his phone turned to pyce. his anger was half forgotten at the sight of the other. "not in the least, i am a very bad man"

He resisted jumping on the man in front of the woman. "Well sir, you have the right to remain silent but I don't think it will help in your defense." He snaked his way up to the mans torso and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "<If I buy this can I wear it out of the store?>"