Galvin pulled back long to lay the second pill on his tongue before resuming. Some how his body slid back onto its rightful place on Ambrosia's midsection.

if it had been any other day he would have taken pyce up on the offer but as it stood there was no guarantee he'd be able to finish before either pain or the pleasant numbness set in and there were few things more embarrassing than failing to deliver. he shifted the best he could up the wall so that he was sitting properly even with pyce still on him, "you forgot to tell me how the club's affairs were going when i got here, you ought to share before i am too far out of it for numbers to even register"

He settled into a warm spot, laying his head at the center of the mans chest before going over every last detail he could think to tell the man. "there is one last thing." He said hoping Ambrosia was still sane enough to understand. "Next Saturday I have to be Galvin. My parents are hosting a fundraiser and I need to be there."

he was already feeling better by the end of the half-assed report and had somehow ended up petting the other as he listened. stilling his hands he let his eyes slide away, "am i expected or are you just telling me you will be gone?"

For a long time he said nothing. His face had fallen into a frown. Twisting off Ambrosia's chest he straightened himself with out giving him a real answer. He twisted putting the blanket over the pale body and bade a command for him to sleep before walking out the room to see to the rest of the club.

he did not want to and as soon as the other stepped through the door he rose to follow, the dizziness however let him know it was a poor choice and abruptly he sat back down and rested his back against the wall, he would wait for galvin to come back

Silently he came back into the room once the building was closed and all the dancers had left. He had thought long and hard about the others question and counted the books as he continued to think. The stakes had changed since he first met the other. His family knew nothing of his night time activities and his brother loathed Ambrosia so much he would murder the man on sight. He waited for Ambrosia to wake, letting the nerves coil in his stomach.

he was starting to get used to waking up in pain and felt bad for all the times he knocked the hell out of pyce though as he opened his eyes and the room swam he took it back and cursed the fucker for the painkillers

He did not realize he had instinctively looked at the other with he felt a slight nuance in the room. Galvin rose from his seat and found his way over to Ambrosia. This time he could not help but smirk at the invalid though it was briefly lived as he spoke "Would you like more drugs?"

the second time he cracked his eyes the world was a little straighter. "go fuck your pills, i feel twice as shitty as before..." he let out a groan, "the fuck was that anyway?"

Galvin smiled. "I gave you drugs, though they are the ones that the good doctor gave to me, I am not sure they were going to work for you." He sat on the edge of the day bed.

that was hardly an answer though at least he now knew where they came from and he growled angrily, "just help me up, what time is it?"

"We've already closed and the drawers have been counted. The girls have gone home its just me and you." He looked at his clock on his desk. "Its about 6:30 am, would you like to go hunting with me?" He said jokingly.

"only if you get a drink with me first, i will even let you choose the broad" dryly he chuckled though the dizziness returned then and he had to close his eyes. "well no more of this shit get the driver, i want to go home"

He called the driver and helped the man into the car. Silently they found their way back to the apartment and helped the other. He stayed in the bed until Ambrosia fell asleep and until the doctor came to reprieve him in the morning. Silently once Ambrosia was in good care he disappeared.

the next three days went well and by the time saturday afternoon had rolled around he was feeling passably ok and getting around on his own was not an issue. the irony of it was though he knew pyce would not be there to help him celebrate it and the irony was not appreciated. he wondered if it was worth it to go to the dog park and try and pick up a fling

He had one last task to do before he was suppose to join his family. Whistling to his dog he latched the leash and walked out the door. He felt like James Bond with a dog.

he was honestly surprised when a familiar beast ran to his side and stuck it's large head in his lap, he petted agamemnon and looked around until his eyes fell on pyce. "finished already? shouldn't you find a waiter or an influential bachelor at the end of the night? a dog will hardly do"

He grinned wondering how the man fucked up his security system so thoroughly. "I am going to need a new dog aren't I?" Shaking his head he smiled. "No, it has not started. Trent is coming so there is no one to watch my dog." He reached down the scratched the head. "What are you doing here with out a dog?" Surprised to find the other in the park.

"well i had one but he ran away and so what can you do? would you loan me yours?" he smirked, "it might help me score with all the hot pet owners while my lover is off on a play-date elsewhere"

Galvin yanked his dog back. If there was one thing he loved almost as much as life its self it was his best friend. "And have him throwing up more pink chunks? He always seem to do so after you visit or when he comes to the apartment." He growled but it turned into a smirk. "If you behave, I will walk you with a collar and a leash but you are too bad for live pets."

raising a brow he let the grin grow, "you forget who is the master here, you are my bad dog"

He couldn't help himself being pulled in by the cocky charisma. "I am the bad dog? you are the one that bites." He found himself leaning in for a kiss, invading the space he had not meant to.

the thought of biting pyce was tempting but he settled for a kiss before finding the other with his good arm and grabbing a bit of firm ass pulled the other to him, "and you are the one always begging for meat"

The forceful tug nearly sealed the deal as he gave the other another kiss. "I will be a dog, but you will be my bitch." He said with a grin to match the others. The other was quick to reply. "No, bitches wear the collar." The other gave sly wink before capturing the lips. He was sinking fast with each kiss from the succulent lips. Some where the other offered to show him his tricks and Galvin eagerly nodded.

He almost missed the first part but nodded at the rest. “The dog will be fine with me, go shmoose up rich bitches and sugar daddies, maybe you can get us some business.”

Galvin turned a faint shade of red. “I am not Leslie. Galvin is too vanilla for your club.”

He grinned “Not even a rumor? What a shame Galvin pyce”

He smirked and kissed him. “Nothing that would get back to my parents. It is not just my sanctuary, think of the girls.”

Humming he took the kiss and the excuse though he waited for pyce to find his pants before pulling him back close, “It isn't too late to play hooky after all.”

The grab was a temptation he could not afford. His mind was saying yes to the devil. “... I have to pretend at some point.” He tried to push away.

If he had both arms he would have already had Pyce on the floor against the back of the drivers' seat but as it stood he only had whit to catch the man in his snare. “Traffic was bad, there was some idiot broke down in the middle of vine and all the rubber necking backed up every thing for an hour while the y got it sorted, you fell asleep and didn't wake up in time, it was special 'hunter business' hell, you just couldnt turn down a good fuck from your employer.”

“Getting fucked does not sound acceptable.” He could not help giving the another kiss. “Next time if he donates to the foundation I am sure my parents wont care.”


The grin stretched out to absurd proportions. "You were in a meeting with a sympathetic Gagarin and have negotiated ten thousand for their event, it is legit and they can't bitch that you wasted your time."

"What?" Galvin replied.

"You were raising money for the charity and time slipped past you, it was no ones fault bu you got the donation. Ten thousand dollars."

It was both Genius and insulting and positively reeked of Ambrosia. He could not help himself as an brow rose. "Am I only worth that much to you? And here I am dancing my buns off in your club for you." He moved to slide away from the other finding his abandoned bow tie.

in a mockery of surrender he held his hands up, "it is no fault of mine, until granny dies i am broke, your girls already cost me most of my allowance and there is only so much a boy can do to make money, "he chuckled, "well aside from whoring and i think i am too classy for that, don't you galvin pyce?"

"No we couldn't have our little red head working, and working up a sweat now could we?" He idly reached out and patted the side of Ambrosia's face. His mind suddenly flooded with wonderful images of the pale skin in mesh gyrating on a table with the best of them. "Though I think its a tempting idea."

he quirked a brow, "oh?" reaching out again he pulled the man on top of him. "how so?"

He tried to wiggle out of his new seat. "You are not gyrating enough and you are certainly not the most graceful dancer." He smirked. "Not that limber either."

the wriggling felt great and already he was certain he could manage another go, "i bet i'd look fucking fine in the uniform with my hair up, what i lack in skill i make up in unparalleled beauty and and a really nice dick"

He found himself smirking. “There is just one problem. I heard you have shoomse up the manager for a job at this place, you know dinner, dancing, drinks... and then only then will he possibly give you an audition.” He playfully let his fingers roam until his entire arm was draped around Ambrosia. He kissed the other. “He is very picky and for once in the mood for a classy dinner.”

he was certain of the acceptance but had to make sure he wasn't being teased, "oh? and would this audition be held tonight? this little pumpkin has to be in bed by midnight"

Galvin found himself grinning. "You have to pass the first part first. You know winning the manager over." his lips found ambrosia's and kissed him deeply as a promise of what was to come.

the kiss was more than enough for him and without breaking the kiss he found the divider window and buzzed it down, he did not speak until pyce pulled away on his own. "driver, bird cage instead, fast." he chuckled lightly as he let the divider go back up, "something about a collar?"

Galvin found himself laughing. “Ambrosia Garagrin. You keep breaking the rules” His traveled through his tresses yet again before giving the man another kiss. “This time I will not let you. You have to go through step one and schmoose the manager other wise its cheating.” He grinned. He other fingers pulled the man by his own collar. He was excited.