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."