He understood the urgency and wobbling clumsily into his pants he found the owner and thanked her, taking the things they bought as well as his card back. Draping the bag on his arm the two of them did not make it back to the house, instead they made it the jeep. The little car made it to a hotel with just enough time for checking in before the two fell into touches again. Once behind the doorway of the room, the two bodies fell among the blankets in their usual sensual fever.

it was early evening by the time pyce had woke and he had already grown bored with the books tidily placed on one of the shelves, mostly language books and directories reflecting the target buyers of this sort of establishment, the clothes in the bag, nothing he wanted with the gag of course thrown away, and of staring at pyce who just looked tired and for a while a little pale. once pyce was awake however he no longer had to loiter and sliding into the dirty sheets behind him found a brown ear and nipped it lightly before speaking, "i am bored and disgusting. take me home galvin pyce so that i may bathe and be entertained"

Sleep was not enough to cure him of feeling sick, but he said nothing and smiled. Reaching out he pulled Ambrosia into a kiss before rising. Sleep was enough to make sure he drove back to the villa safely. He let the addiction find his clothes and before leaving the inner city he was sure to find something delicious for the both of them to eat. It was a shame the bumpy ride did nothing to cure his awareness and only made the food cold. He let Ambrosia have the keys once they were parked, saying he wanted to unload the jeep. Instead as soon as his body hit the cushion of the back seat it found its cycle that it had been denied and Galvin lay, curled up among the soiled garments.

he had grown impaitent before heading back outside to find pyce slumped in the backseat and hefting the man up carried him back inside


(he will come when called but he is not in bed unless it is after 11pm pr before 10am)

Waking he did not feel a warm body but the sun. Too much time had passed and he no longer knew what day it was or where Ambrosia went. Drifting towards the kitchen he started to make himself some food.

(it should be about 1pm )

he had found a library three bathrooms another bedroom and the kitchen by the time he made it back outside and finding a small pool stripped down to swim

It was mid afternoon by the time he rose and to his surprise Ambrosia was not there. Rising he looked around the room until he could hear the faint sounds of splashing from the back yard. Galvin moved away from the sheets and stretching he went out to the balcony to enjoy the double view.

he did not notice the other until he was flipping over to backstroke on the return and pausing in his splashing squinted up through the sun and chlorine, "come, join me!"

(underwear or nothing, either way you are getting a show XD have him come out and he will drippily follow XD)

Gingerly his hand fell under his chin as he watched ambrosia. Resisting the allure of the siren below he shook his head. After the second gesture and more watching, Galvin returned to the room to find his trunks, and soon with towels in hand he stood at the waters edge happy enough to watch the tanning red head in the water.

he had figured galvin was not going to come when after a few minutes of staring the other simply walked away but as he was about to give up on waiting and go back to his laps he heard the door open and saw two long brown legs come out. grinning he waited for the man to set down the towels and get in

(once in mine will jump him or splash him and take off XD your call but either way play before play)

He wasn't sure what the man was going to do but he pushed himself out of the pool and stood beside Galvin. Galvin folded his arms at the grinning maniac and before he could step away he was captured by the torso and hauled over Ambrosia's shoulder as the man jumped into the water. Twisting against the wet body he tried to avoid what would happen next, only to be flung into the deepest part of the water. Resurfacing for air, he pushed the water in a great big splash at Ambrosia.

after the man resurfaced he dove in after and gracefully managed to snag the man's trunks. as he circled he jerked on the fabric

He could not help himself and instinctively his food moved to stop the red head from taking his protection. It did not do much and soon he was viewing the man from the same view as his dream and his skin tight trunks were held high above his head. Galvin send a splashing wave as he came up for air, trying to get his trunks back.

laughing jovially he tightened his grip and twisting on his back dove away, as he rolled to his belly he took a hard stroke to the far end all the while with his grin in place and threatening to drown him

Diving after the man he swam under him. Galvin did not surface instead he clasped both hands around the kicking ankle and pulled as hard as he could till the other fell beneath the water. Quickly he grabbed onto his trunks

it was a short struggle but a longer one than it needed to be and it was difficult to keep hold of the fabric leaving him to cheat. quickly he kneed the other and kicking away tried to escape once more

The leg swung out and reflexively he let go of the trunks in favor of grabbing the pale limb. Pulling the body close he locked his arms around Ambrosia's waist and gave the man a smirk that nearly mimicked the one that was on his face previously. Hefting him into the air he slammed him back into the water. Like a snake Galvin skimmed across the fallen body before twisting into a backstroke.

the pain of smacking the water overtook him for several seconds which was more than enough time for pyce it seemed as the trunks were quickly liberated from his hand. he did not even bother with being considerate as he caught up and jerked the other by the thigh to bring them together and take the garment once more

getting back into the throws of dancing was strange after such a long vacation. galvin cleaned off the sweat left from his last client and found himself hungry for something he could not name. inside the dark room he found the pale freckled man behind his desk, "that's my spot." he said, taking a seat in the cloth-covered lap.

he would be lying if he said he had not been waiting for this exchange for close to an hour all in the same lazy lean waiting for when pyce would finally come in and find him looking smug and chilled. the wait was worth it when he caught sight of black net over soft chocolate skin that dared melt into the gloom, the man looked like something out of a dirty romance novel or a particularly classless movie that had spent it's budget on explosions and skin. with a grin now blooming on his lips he watched pyce saunter over and melt into his lap like a spoilt cat, "as your accountant and lover i think i can sit wherever i damn well please, without me both your books and your stomach would be devastated"

it was hard to argue with the smug bastard especially when he was right. twisting until his fingers latched onto ambrosia's collar galvin pulled him into a kiss that he did not break until he needed air, "then what is for dinner and it had better be half dead or oozing cheese."

"i figured starting back in with the spicy takeout is less than ideal so i booked us a reservation to jardin de pomme, lucky for you they keep their doors open until one and our reservation holds until then with the wine circulating by the hour the longer we wait." letting his hand slide down the patch of black and rest against the fir curves he felt pleased, "though i do not know what suffering my reputation will take. of all of my lovers only you eve and cirro know i am back and was accidental since i sent the doctor to tend to her. what scandal you cause galvin pyce"

it was just enough time to change into something he could easily slip out of later. he felt somewhat honored at the declaration and curling his fingers along the pale nape he ran his tongue along the veins of ambrosia's neck before sucking lightly and resting against the reddened skin to whisper seductively, "is this something for after dinner?"

it was but not because pyce was trying so much as pyce was the reason for wanting it. chuckling he let his fingers massage the plump skin under his hand, "if you did not mind cheap takeout it would be for whenever, get dressed so we can go and i will try not to get you messy on the way"

He was almost disappointed at that declaration as the maybach offered the best ride. Giving Ambrosia one last lingering kiss he rose and sauntered out the way he came. Undisturbed by clients and his employees Galvin showered, found something decent to wear, then headed back tothe office with his curls still damp from the water. This time he stood on the opposite side of the desk. "You know I am always for take out but I know your tongue has differnet taste." he said at last. Galvin had fallen into the habbit of asking the other "Do you need something else to eat?"

the words were second nature and fell from his lips as easily as the reply did from pyce. chuckling again he rose and passing by the other let his arm hook around, "come on before i forget we are on a short timer"

He whiped the edges of his mouth the the towel that Adrian kept in the car. As promised his clothes was not wrinkled however his appitite had grown more ravenous and not for steak. Some how no matter where Ambrosia took him standing beside the red head made him feel like he was underdressed despite being a pryce. Led through the doors they were taking to the private dinning area away from the other low lit seats to a room with a better view. Once the man had them seated he offered the wine selection to Ambrosia to choose from.

white and chilled to go with the lemon'd halibut and potatoes the head chef was known for on warm nights. letting his gaze go over pyce he could not help but feel just as pleased now as he did when the other was in nothing but a bit of knotted string though the beauty of him was not the same sort. this pyce was not the sensual vixen though he was still sensual but instead was a charming rouge fit to be a prince. reaching across the table for a dark hand he kissed the slim fingers, "you are bewitching galvin pyce"

He curled his arm under his head and smiled at the twin pair of eyes. The other fingers curled around his glass and lifted them to his lips allowing only a small drop of the liquid to past. "And you Monseur Ambrosia Garagrin are many adjectives. " His fingers traveled beyond the lips touching the side of the freckled face before falling through the crimson curls. As he drew back he stole a piece of sliced Hailibit between two of his fingers. He offered it to the puckered lips. "I think I like charming most of all."

it was hard as hell to get through the hour-long meal without making a scene and harder minding himself on the ride home but was worth it when as soon as they made it back inside of the apartment pyce sprung on him and reeling towards the bed they landed in a hot tangle of lips and limbs, lust and love. it was not until he had wrestled the other into submission and now, into a near coma. feeling tired himself but not quite ready to sleep off the good meal and great sex he instead remained there half propped up by a salvaged pair of pillows watching lights and the moon fight for dominance over one mocha shoulder as it crested over the silvery-white expanse of the ruined sheets. silently he wondered how something as ridiculous as a one-way mirror and lax id checks could have led up to this, he grinned. sheer happenstance and luck

He had dreams of the steady heart beat and like towards the end of their vacation he woke up with a sincere thirst that drove wild. He could not feel breathing or if Ambrosia was awake but could count the thumps like a dancers steps. He fought his need for a drink in favor of curling up along the stomach. When the sun cascaded on orange glow over his lover, Galvin finally rose from his bed. It was best to feed his dog and walk him before Ambrosia deemed him a nuiance and woke up. Finding his pants he made his way to the kitchen. There were no left overs to snack on, and water did little to sedate his thirst.

he woke alone but the dog was gone and most of pyce's clothes were still strewn about. taking this as a sign he wasn't left he ordered in breakfast cater to counteract whatever garbage the other might or might not bring home

Upon his return, he could see a delievery man leaving the abode. Riding the elevator upstairs the smells of the hall confirmed it. Galvin jostled his bag and dog to find his keys and attempted to quietly return, though Agamemnon saw to ruin his guise. He set his items on the counter and grinned at Ambrosia before realizing the man was trying to bribe his dog with something unhealthy. "So you are why he is getting sluggish." He said "No more after that one." He said as he started pulling an array of fruits and a carton of eggs out of the bag. "Do you want an omelet or pancakes?"

slipping the sausage to the dog he looked up, "belgian waffles with both link and sliced sausage with eggs benedict white wheat or rye toast and a variety of jams to make a frenchman cry. don't bother i ordered enough to last the rest of the morning"

He looked at Ambrosia and with a raise brow he put the things he gathered into the refigerator. Walking up to Ambrosia with a strawberry he offered it to the rippen lips. "If I didn't know any better I would say you still have plans to incapitate me and leave me bed stricken." he grinned.

darkly chuckling he bit down on the offered fruit and nipping it in two ate the tip, "if i get you fat enough you cannot escape out the door.... i could get into chubby chasing without the 'chase'"

"If I were bigger I could not do this..."

When he woke it was mid afternoon, and AMbrosia had somehow gotten a paper. Rolling over to his side he looked at the other amused before pushing off the blankets. Galvin tried to slide off the bed with out the other noticing but it seemed whip cream was not a proper cure for real food. He swayed to the kitchen and finding the ingrediants he bought earlier cooked both him an Ambrosia an omelet.

he had already eaten showered, dressed, called in, did the morning's work and had a paper delivered by the time pyce woke from his sleep and making sure it looked like he wasn't paying attention he watched the other wobble out of the bedroom. keeping an ear cocked he heard not the sound of the bathroom but the fridge. getting up he let the paper fall to the bed as he went to see what pyce was doing

He moved automatically, whipping the eggs, chopping things and still in his half sleep daze he managed to cut on the stove and warm up the oil. While the pan slowly heated, Galvin sauntered past Ambrosia making his way towards the bathroom. He had just enough time to use it and clean before hearing the crackle of the oil. He poured the ingredents in and let them cook before turning to Ambrosia with a raised brow.

he realized too late that it was a ruse and pyce was already damp and clean by the time he had looked through the ingredients and thought to question where the other had gone, "i thought you were just going to go put pants on. you are a sneaky bitch galvin pyce." offering a mock frown he moved to kiss those devious cherry-red lips

He couldn't help the grin that spread like butter. With a firm toss he flipped the vegetables in the pan before feeding off more of the plump pink lips. His hands found access to Ambrosia's tummy. "I can't make it that easy." he said letting his hand rub upwards till it cupped the chin. "Would you like something to eat?"

he grinned at the words, "is that an offer galvin pyce?" he got a grin in return. "you are too large already." "large fat or large large? don't be so wishy-washy or i will take it as a sign of consent and eat you like the sweet little red-hood you are." pulling the pan of veggies from the fire he nipped at the neck though they quickly went back on, "don't refuse a wolf little red-hood, otherwise he will eat you right up and leave nothing behind." again he pulled the food from the flame only this time he bit hard enough to get the message across

It was hard to refuse such an offer that made his spine curl. The warm tongue felt as hot as the stove and in vain, Galvin thrust his hips backwards attempting to gain a little space between them. It only encourage the mans antics. He moved to the center of his shoulder blades any wiggling turned the pin more erotic then it should have been. "Some pray is not so easy." He said though he could hear the cracks in his own declaration.