he was hardly off of the stage when a hand found him from the side and he halted, "two of those girls were booked until 4 am, would my new employee like to take some of the spots? other wise your ten minutes start now and i will see again at five.” he turned his head at the words and twisted into a kiss, when he pulled away however pyce didn't seem too much impressed. "neither, get morgan's skinny ass out here and do that stupid-ass number with the bottles, i will man the floor solo, get your other girl, jeanie?, off of tables and have her get the pissy bitches who paid for private sessions they aren't getting. offer a refund and free booze if they come out for the show otherwise have them leave, you call everyone who is off tonight and see if we cover what we don't have"

He grinned turning to do Ambrosia's bidding. With a snap of his fingers he was able to call the rest of the employees to his bidding and quickly gather things in order. Surprisingly,the girls were ready and able to come in to work and with in moment he would be able to do damage control. Sadly he did have to give refunds, though many were not to inclined to leave at the thought of free booze and the bottle trick.

the best part of the plan was that because all he had to do was take random drinks out to any waving hand he was able to keep an eye on the door and keep the man informed as each girl came in rushed and un-made-up until they had their four and he let her know to wrap it up while the others got dolled up and clocked in

Galvin did not wait for the last girl to join the others. He pulled Ambrosia off the floor before she clocked in and ushered him to his favorite room, and closed the door between them and the world. Silently he nudged the other to the couch and sat him down, taking his seat on his lap. "Would you care for a drink?" He said as his hands found their way up the mans torso.

he raised a brow. the actions were expected but the motivation behind them were unknown and though he let himself be moved here and was more than willing to let pyce have his fun he was curious as to why. "you seem awfully enthusiastic, was my speech just so arousing or are you giddy from something else?"


(cue big grin X'D though he does not expect galvin to stop he just wants to know why he is a little extra manic)

He shrugged trying to be nonchalant. "I do not see anything different then what we usually do. Though you asked for Ten minutes with the best girl did you not?"

(XD because his lover left him alone for a week and he is my only character with the same dependency issues that most of yours have )

the grin broadened twofold, "i had forgotten in the excitement....though, what makes you think you are better than morgan? he's got a really nice pair of legs on him after-all and he's a lot more.. congenial"

"If you wanted congenial, I am sure you would not have willingly come into my office." He rolled his eyes and shook his head twisting his hips ever so slightly and grinned running his hand along the side of Ambrosia's cheek. "Does Dick want a stepford wife?"

"you are right i wouldn't have, though i must confess, i haven't a damn clue what a stepford wife is though if it involves politics i think i might have to decline and just have to keep my dirty mistress"

He rose in a snake like motion, twisting and turning so he could straddle Ambrosia. "Image a 1950's house wife completely submissive to your whims because you bring home the bacon. She cooks, she cleans, she takes care of the children you breed. A perfect domestic servant that also dulls out blow jobs."

"as it turns out," he licked his lips, "i already have one of those and she has the nicest rack too.... but i don't go to her when i have my dirty mind set on something sweet i like to go down to my favorite bar and pick up a dirty girl with a cock like a nikki sausage stuck on a potato"

Slyly he rose from the other, and grinned. He had no idea what the other was talking about but it seemed like a perfect segway into his demands. “Well, your ten minutes are up.” He walked over to the mini bar in the room. “And if you want more time it will cost you.” He said pouring the ingredients to a white Russian in a small glass. “It will cost you, dinner, a message and for you to wake up in my bed tomorrow morning.” He came back with the drink and a smirk on his lips.

"deal, but," he paused dramatically and standing, took the drink away from galvin, "you only get half up front, the rest you get after i get my part of the deal"

He pursed his lips thinking hard about which of his desires he wanted most while trying to wonder what the others game was. He took the drink of the Ambrosia's hand leaving the rim stained in rouge from his lips. He grinned. “I hope you have the place ready, because my back is killing me.” He pulled Ambrosia by the collar to his feet. "Do you think you will be ready in an hour?"

he let his brows raise as he was jerked upwards. "i think i was ready ten minutes ago. they don't need you here bossman." he grinned, "lets get the fuck up out of here now"

There was one last exception before they could leave. Galvin grabbed something shroud his bare body from the cold morning. He felt odd getting into the back of the Maybach wearing the pink frills and rose colored heels but was given no time to lament as his body was jerked onto slack covered legs and his mouth was invaded by a sweet tongue. He registered the kick that usually signaled the start of their ride and relaxed into Ambrosia's arms.

galvin's mouth and hands were as willing as always but for once there was no eel-like undulation or dextrous bit of leg movement to accommodate. he pulled away reluctantly, "i don't feel like going out. we will stop some place greasy and you will buy me something that will undoubtedly give me heartburn and a stomachache but will be worth it because i can watch you grin like an idiot while you scarf it down"

He grinned at the thought of this and kissed Ambrosia ravenously. It was perfect he was hungry for a huge slab of meat. "Are we ordering two of everything on the menu again?"

chuckling he offered an affirmation and his mouth was devoured for the effort. happily he let his hands slid up the jacket and dress so he could rub against the warm flesh of pyce's sides, he let his face fall from hungry lips and bury into a firm and yielding neck

His neck started to look like he had been attacked by an octopus. He writhed in the mans arms, licking out a long pointed heel kicking the intercom button , telling Adrian where his night time Italian spot was. He rocked with the motion of the car His head curled into the others shoulder and he let his body be tended to with soft kisses.

pyce quickly fell asleep despite his ministrations though he did not bother waking the man and let his heavy beautiful lover use him as a bed. it did not bother him until they were waiting in the parkinglot for the damn place to make twelve servings of fried ravioli and pyce had started to drool. unceremoniously the other was relocated to his own seat for the remainder of the trip

He didnt realize he had fallen asleep until his head snapped and his noise was flooded with the smell of ravioli. Blinking sheepishly he tried tdo orient himself and found he was being carried up an elevator and Adrian was holding one huge bag bulging with food. The extra pair of hands took over opening the door while Galvin was bombarded with yet another sit of sultry kisses. He was hungry for the pale flesh as well as the nice smelling food. Some where between kisses, they passed through dimly lit doorways and was tossed on the bed and crushed before his body stopped bouncing. The man met his lips one last time before feverishly pushing him over stripping him of his jacket to give him the soothing hands he had forgotten were part of the deal. He did not care so much for it now since he wanted the warm squares and his lover inside him.

he would not lie, he was being rough but it made no different with how quickly galvin began to moan under his ministrations. it did not help that to reach he was all but straddling the man and galvin was putty, as he rubbed he bent to take back up his kisses and let pyce know just how enthusiastic he was about what was to come after

He lay on the bed watching the other devour pizza, amused that he could do something so naturally erotic and mostly human. His lips curled into a smile as a ravioli corner dangled watching the string of cheese stretch from his hand to his mouth as he chewed. Taking one of his fingers he broke the string of cheese pulling with his fingers until it two was being devoured by his lips. Twisting on the blankets he kissed the other remembering their night of wild sex on the couch, he wondered if he could achieve Pavlov's theory on Ambrosia. This time he ran his tongue over the pale adams apple bobbing as the powerful jaws chewed. “Don't forget to swallow.”

he did not know what the hell pyce was telling him for though with his mouth where it was he felt as if he oughtn't comply. running his free hand up pyce's side he broke away before swallowing. "i've never known myself to forget." he let his mouth fall into an easy grin and looked down, "do you feel awake enough for me to prove it?"

it would have been classier to lounge out on the couch and wait for the other to return but with his wants sated and his needs still un-taken care of he did not bother looking fine for galvin and started opening containers to see what the man had brought him to eat.

When he returned he paused at the door, fanning himself with the found cutlery as he watched Ambrosia eat out of the container with a plastic fork. A chuckle escaped his lips, blowing his cover. It was amusing to know that Ambrosia could be human. "Slow down or you might choke." He said walking over to the couch and setting a bottle of drink down and peering into the bag to see what was left.

he paused at the rude words, "i am hardly dumb enough to choke on my food. you are the only one who eats like you are starved." handing the half-eaten tray over he sulked, "after you eat i am leaving. i have had enough of this whorehouse for a few days"

His brows contorted in confusion but he said nothing and ate in silence. He discarded the trash before leaving to go see a client. Before leaving the room he turned back to Ambrosia and gave the man a kiss good bye.

it took six days to find replacement girls, calm down the family and get his work caught up but by the time he was in pyce's office waiting for the man to find real clothes things were back to where they were two weeks ago. he tapped his shoe on the wood of the man's new desk as he waited, "i liked the old one better, this one is uncomfortable"

It felt nice to wear normal clothing that didn't cling to his body. As requested, Galvin had dropped his last client for the night and was now washed. He walked into the office as the other inspected his desk. "Then you can pick out another one, as long as the day bed stays I do not care what else comes in here." He spoke as he drifted up beside Ambrosia. "Ready?"

he nodded, as they left he spoke up again, "i will find one like the old on then only i will make sure it is sturdier than the last. as much as you having splinters in your ass amuses me i would rather not break you if it can be helped"

"I assure you it will not be the desk that breaks my ass." He said grabbing h is jacket and heading out the door. It was strange having two weeks with out the family driver to tote him and Ambrosia around. He walked to the car unused by his brother since the man had his accident opening the passenger door for Ambrosia. Once they were nested inside, Galvin drove watching as the buildings turned from crude to something more refined.

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he was quite surprised. when the other had said he had a car the only thought he had was that it was something cheap and dreary like the apartment he refused to give up but instead the vehicle was half-way decent even if it was a bit generic and pyce drove it sanely. trying not to be impressed with the effort he stayed silent all the way to the restaurant

He stole a few glances at the unreadable statue before they neared their destination in the heart of the city. As uncomfortable as he felt having a valet take his car he let the young man have it. It seemed his reservation came with a view and their table sat on a private balcony that over looked the city and a complementary bottle of wine.

after the bottle had been opened and their dinners chosen he finally spoke up, "susan is the smart one for a reason. he has found a way to move in on my spot and maybe secure us a chance at the money anyway. i am not sure if it will work but i have high hopes... i will of course not be available on sunday because of it"

In a way it felt like his lover had cheated. Some how the man always managed to have his cake and eat it to, but only after some clever maneuvering. Galvin hid thoughts under a smile and a raise of his glass. "Cheers then. But what does this have to do with me, the club and your other lovers? At least what is to stop your plans from failing?" He wondered aloud feeling a bit like Natasha from rocky and bullwinkle.