He let his arm fall to his side and his face back to the outside world. He could no longer face the man resting on his lap. It brought him relief he did not kill him but it did not change certain facts. Once he delivered the man to the doctor everything would be alright for the man. They rolled up to the side of the curb. Galvin helped get him inside but once the Doctor took over he left.

when he woke again it was much like the first only instead of pyce and blood it was the damn doctor and a needle. flinching away he tried to tell the man to go get fucked but a pain in his throat like gargling glass stopped him quickly and he looked to the man for an answer. all he got was a prick in the arm and to hear the damn doctor call for the traitor pyce

He saw the room they once called their love nest differently. The other lay on the bed with the same tubes that graced his arms many times, weak and unable to move. He had spent the hours that Ambrosia was asleep, collecting himself but his mask still held cracks in it. After watching the other turn his lofty gaze towards him he took a deep breath and spoke. “You are sick of me, I will see you in a month when we are both better. You will get only what you want." He staggered backwards as the man in the bed, glared. It was not what he was expecting neither was the raised fist. “Obviously I have up set you more... I will see you later.” He turned and fled the room and nearly made it out of the apartment but Freulmn stopped him from leaving. He let himself be drugged and lay on the couch rather then going back into the room.

they were both morons, ambrosia for mooning over a man who had enough problems to fill a well and galvin for being too blind to see how far ambrosia would go to please him. what made it worse was that both were so reckless and violent that he did not know how to get them together without bandages and clotting or keep them apart without it crushing what little humanity either had developed in the months they spent together. shaking his head he went to get galvin a blanket and to make sure ambrosia was going back to sleep

He woke some time during the night. Once he relieved his bladder, Galvin found himself walking past the lowly room. He drifted towards the bed, falling into old habits and silently let himself curl up beside the other using his stomach as a pillow.

when he checked on ambrosia around four he found the two curled together and had to refrain from rolling his eyes. such morons

Galvin was woken up by a shove to his sides. He didn't want to move He twisted rubbing his head against the spot he found very warm.

when he woke it was as much to the nice feeling against his stomach as the pain in his arm and stroking what he was against he realized it was curly hair and waking up more realized it was pyce, angrily he tried to shove the other off of the bed but the action was futile and the traitor only snuggled closer. trying to get some coordination in his fingers he waggled them before finding pyce's ear and pinching as hard as he could

Galvin let out a small yelp and smacked the hand away. He rolled away from the other, pushing himself off the blankets to see the other before going into the other room to get the doctor.

he was livid when the doctor came in and hurt all over not just his arm. angrily he pointed to where the worst of the issues was and the man gave him a timid look, "it is less difficult that adult diapers or trying to wake you on a hunch." he felt like strangling the man at his sudden show of spine though he was certain the man was counting on him being too damaged to manage it. sadly he was right

Galvin felt like he should leave. It was painful watching the other become an invalid in front of his eyes. He wondered if the doctor still needed him to stay.

he was not sure why pyce felt compelled to stay and watch but the doctor didn't do a damn thing about it and he was such not being able and so pyce watched him be man-handled and unplugged from everything and helped to get out of bed for his first piss in however long

As the doctor left the room helping Ambrosia, Galvin wondered if he should leave. The doctor would not be able to stop him and he was abandoning his duties for a man that did not care. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath and as the strange sounds from the bathroom grew louder, Galvin turned to help the doctor. He walked into the room and put Ambrosia's arm around his shoulder. He helped the man relieve his bowels as the doctor ran a warm bath for him. Once the good doctor finished, he helped Ambrosia over to the tub. He started to bath the other as he listlessly sank beneath the warm waves. The doctor abandoned him with a luffa and some soap. He found himself smirking. “Just image if the doctor could not fix you and you had to live your life each day like this. My brother would find it amusing.” He lightly brushed his hand over the alabaster chest breathing angrily beneath him. At least he was merciful enough to put his enemies out of their misery, it was painful to watch the man he loved struggle to raise his fist. “What would you like me to tell Maia? If you write it down, I will deliver it to her.”

he raised his fist to hit the man at the mention of the damn crippled bastard but pyce's next words kept him from it and growling with frustration he let his arm fall limp into the water. "you will say nothing to maia and you reconsider trying to blackmail if you have any self-preservation. you may own your body and your things but both can be broken easily enough"

"Its not blackmail, its the truth, but of course you assume everything that comes out of my mouth is a lie, then it is blackmail." Shaking his head he was happy the other found his voice. "I merely thought that since you were back in her throng of favorites she would need to know why you can attend lunch, unless you are hell bent on going."

he scowled. "of course it is a lie, you lie so much that even if it started out honest it would end up a lie. i have to go if i am able and short of bleeding out on the floor i will be able, there are few things i want more than money and since i cannot have those things money it is"

He couldn't help himself. "Which part the blackmail or my silence?" He let moved to wash Ambrosia's hair. "I assumed you were the money type, you never proved me other wise."

he had nothing to say to that, they both knew the options equated to the same thing and he could not deny his lust for money and an easy life, instead he sank farther down against the arm that braced him and allowed the other to clean him though it was a pressed silence he was certain pyce could feel

A soft sigh escaped his lips. There were many times he wanted to say something but the other would only believe it was a lie. "Ambrosia, if everything else was a lie, do believe that France was the best... weekend of my life. You are the only person to give a decent birthday present." He arched forward, kissing the stoic lips. "And I am sorry about this, and not matter how much I say it, I can never kill you." He went to find something to rinse the mans hair with.

he didn't speak s the lips pulled away though the lament he desired to give was on the tip of his tongue and he knew if he called out now pyce would be his captive audience but the pain from his last confession bolstered his natural reluctance to give away his feelings and he let the man go

Galvin paused and turned back. It was a mistake. He found himself starring into the twin pairs of gray eyes. For a long time he said nothing instead he his thoughts popped like effervescent bubbles. Walking back to the spot behind the man, he curled his fingers along the edge of the tub and leaned over Ambrosia once again. He didn't understand how he could give this man so much, and yet still be asked for more. He felt the questions in his mind and wondered what he was suppose to say? That he didn't understand the situation or that he wasn't ready? This outcome wasn't what he had in mind, or that the man never showed so much feelings before. Galvin drew in a breath, the only answer he could think of was that he was human, prone to error. He gave the other a quick kiss snapping himself out his thoughts and saying nothing. Saying nothing seemed better then 'lying' again.

(Not sure how well he can read his thoughts, its mostly just confused ranting anyways xD)

it did not occur to him he was sharing thoughts with the man until he was given a needy kiss and a jumbled mess of a reply he could only make out about half of. when the realization did finally occur though he took advantage of it even as he reached to grasp loosely at the other's shirt and deepen the kiss

The loose fingers lured him into seduction and despite the pain in his jaw, he wanted the slick wet alabaster man laying in the tub. His body rotated until he was able to step inside the tub with out ever leaving Ambrosia's lips. Galvin slid down into the warm water forgetting to remove the sweat pants as the water suctioned them to his body. He was able to let his limbs fall into a straddle around the others midsection. Though his mind usually stopped thinking about anything but his loins his subconscious would not let him have a moments reprieve.

He tried to fix the cracks in his emotional damn, but even as his body stopped, he could not stop it from flowing. The others sincere apology threw him off guard and he did not know why the other was even speaking. A trembling hand found its way to Ambrosia's cheek. Galvin swallowed finding his voice. “Why are you sorry?”

already he could feel his willingness to talk ebbing away but felt compelled to answer all the same. "i've done to you what you've done to me and i did not need to, that is something to be sorry about"

He tucked his head into the others pecks taking deep breaths as his arms folded around his stomach. Galvins body still shook, but he was able to gather some of his thoughts from the madness that still lingered in his head. One more calming breath and he looked into Ambrosia's eyes. He opened his mouth but realize the words riddled in doubt could not come out. He tucked his head back down. If it was another ploy to use him, he would rather stay in ignorance. There was a knock on the door that jarred the shaking body back into awareness. The doctor told them through the wood that the driver had arrived for Ambrosia.

he ended up using the rough bruising around his neck to his favor and did not speak the entire time he was there and was even able to leave somewhat early. stopping to get his throat covered with cosmetics he arrived at the club only a little later than usual and sauntered into pyce's office the best he could with help from the driver and once inside with one of the girls

The customer certainly had eccentric taste and it did not seem to matter what price they threw at him, he would accept nothing less then, Galvin in his current costume and on the table. "What can I say he likes chocolate." Morgan teased for what seemed like the millionth time. Galvin was still not in the right mind to argue. He simply growled.

they met up at the door and though he knew better than to bait the man in his condition, with the extra eyes on him he had no choice. pulling free of the soft arm of the girl he was walking with he put his good hand against pyce's silky corsetry and tugged him in for a kiss

The kiss tasted rough on his sore lips and his body arched into the others wanting more. When he pulled back the other spoke, telling him he didn't like the way he tasted. Galvin could not help but smirk, running a soft hand against the others face and kissing him again. “Do I taste better now?”

he managed to tell pyce he didn't two more times before common sense told him to just agree and locking arms with the other allowed himself to be pulled into the man's office

An ivory colored hill kicked the door drowning out the sounds of their lovemaking. What started out on the floor some how ended on in breaking in the new day bed. Exhausted and breathless, Galvin curled up on Ambrosia. He would have to remember that mesh was not the only thing Ambrosia favored.

everything from the navel-up hurt like a bitch but it was worth it to finish what they had started that morning with absolutely none of the stress of having to talk or explain or even ask. it did not hurt either that he had a gasping pyce snuggled against him covered in nips and smeared with white makeup giving his skin the look of coffee with the cream only half mixed in. he gave a lazy grin, "you should teach"

He merely raised a brow and amusingly shook his head. "Why so you can have clones to sleep with?" He tiredly pushed himself up, and moved to find the blanket and covered the other. He kissed him again. "I have vicodin if you need it."

he barked a laughing 'yes' though he did not specify to which question the word was directed though from galvin gamely getting up and limping off to find him pills he put his bet on the latter

Galvin slid off the other, disappearing long enough to get a drink and his pills. As he came back to the bed he gathered a blanket that had fallen to the side. He smiled looming over the other. "Say ah." He teased holding up the capsules.

he thought about playing coy but the relief of medication was too great a temptation and so instead he simply closed his eyes and opened his mouth to recieve

Galvin watched his sly sleeping beauty and restrained himself from laughing and hitting the man. He tucked the pill on his tongue and leaned over Ambrosia giving the other a hearty kiss.

the irony of a kiss that soothed pain was not lost on him and after swallowing the large slick pill he slowed down and deepened the kiss