weakness. it was so palpable if it were a smell he'd suffocate in it. knowing pyce was on the ropes he pressed hard, both strategically and literally. jamming the man tight against the stove he kept his face pressed to the clean fresh skin, "i want to fuck you like an animal up against this stove more than anything, you are a hard drug and i need to score." raggedly he breathed in, "love me galvin pyce"

He blinked and breathing in managed to open his mouth but nothing came out. Nodding he curled his head into Ambrosias, it was hard not to let the sultry lips lead him down another scesson of activities that would lead him to sleep once more. "We can..." He offered feeling like cat clawed at his throat. He was so thirsty despite the medcine in his arm. "Only if I get to eat ."

nodding he got up and lazily sauntered away to get both food and, because of pyce's scratchy voice, some water as well. once he had a plate stacked high and a couple bottles he brought it back and slipped back into the bed, "food for my favorite whore"

It was nearly too homey. Galvin moved so he could swallow the water with ease before looking at the food Ambrosia brought him. "Are you alright?" He asked wondering.

raising a red brow he looked over at pyce, "why? because i called you my favorite or because the jam is on a pastry and not my cock? i am fine pyce, the club is doing well and my hips are sore. today has been a good day"

Taking a deep breath he relaxed on the pillows and grinned. "In that case I would prefer the jam and toast enter mouth." The water seemed to lubericate his voice and awaken his own snark. "You say alot of things Ambrosia, but it is a good day." He reached up and pulled the other with his miscellaneous food items closer, then opened his mouth in an expectant o.

it never failed to bring a hint of revulsion to watch pyce make a mess of eating but it also looked just enough erotic he never really complained when the lips acquired crumbles and jam and bits of greasy meat drips. under the guise of working on papers he continued watching until the plate was half empty

He looked at the array of food. It was all very hot and too slippery and sticky to continue to eat with his fingers. Still waking from his sleep it was hard to get his limbs to function properly. Only half of the plate was palatable the rest was slid over to Ambrosia as he took the Iv from his arm and waddled over to the bathroom.

it was a while before pyce came back though he did so clean and slightly less haggard looking. it made it easier to tease, "so i have been going over the paperwork and while you rake in the most money you do the least amount of work, shame to know my best is also my laziest, what are you doing with all that spare time?"

Galvin found himself curling up on the bed with his dog wanting attention. "It is hard to say," He said petting the head though his lips held a smirk. "I spend a lot of my time sleeping, and sleeping with this strange mysterious man."

"oh galvin pyce... what a shame indeed," the grin grew wide, "i know you are running in lower circles now but even you ought to know that furry beast is a dog not a man~ isn't that right boy?" as if the beast understood the joke and wanted in it offered a soft woof in confirmation

Galvin laughed. "It seems you speak jealously of my favorite lover." His grin deepened. "Now since it seems I am occurring more expenses with out working... I think I will have to charge you double, that means you owe me an infamous date. " He twisted in the bed. "A wonderful date."

catching the moving limbs he slid pyce close "a date done to completion maybe? though, i am quite jealous, if he is your favorite then i have no choice but to have him neutered. it is unbecoming of a gagarin to be anyone's second"

"You are a bit to late for you attack. He will have no pups just my love." He said stroking the head. "It seems the Garagin has a lot to live up to if he is to move into first. How will you wow your lover? We are beyond flirtatious kidnapping."

quickly he mimicked unexpectedness, "well fuck, that was my first and third plan to woo you, wow you, and get a ransom... well, doggie castration and kidnapping aside, what do you think would work best? i am better at listing to the wise thoughts of others than coming up with my own. this head is only good for kissing and growing hair"

"oh? if I am suppose to come up with my devious demise then I will make it an extravagant day. First we are to rummage a large shopping area for a new bed. I believe we have broken this one, secondly I suggest something of entertainment then a dinner then more sex." He said with a smile. "or I could torture you into winning me another stuffed animal for my collection"

flattening his face he deadpanned, "....what kind of bed would you like?"

Rested, and dressed he found himself in the back of the Maybach, and soon he and AMbrosia were trying things as if they were a couple of indecisive Goldylocks. In the end he found one and was able to steal a bit more then a kiss as the man left them to draw up some paper work. Outside in the world, with actual time he realized it was starting towards evening. The pair made their way to the board walk, buying novelty food to hold them over as they explored other possibilities. Galvin found himself pausing at a game, brightly blinking at him in the Arcade. "Ambrosia do you play DDR?"

with a mouth full of barbequed pork he was at pains to answer right away which did him well with his mind on the mattress that was, by now, already at the apartment. when he was able to speak however it wasn't positively, "i've never even heard of it but if it is anything like darts i will just buy you the prize"

Galvin grinned. "You will learn one day..." He walked up to Ambrosia and took a bbq filled kiss. "That you can not buy everything. It is a game and challenge. Basically your eyes follow the arrows, and your feet stop on them in timing with the screen." He pointed at a person already in play on another game console.

it looked stupid. stupid and likely to end with him on his ass but it also looked like a way to hold one over on pyce. giving a dark grin he went to go play

The first song was one he enjoyed and it was slow enough that Ambrosia could keep up with the basic steps. Feeling cocky he picked something with a faster beat for the next round by the last song he watched as the other could not handle the simple cow girl tune and his ass landed on one of the brightly lit arrows. Landing he offered the other a hand up as he pointed his fingers in the shape of a gun and kissed the frazzled red head.

the bitch he knocked over wasn't pleased but he managed the song fine and his pride was enough to tug up pyce's lips though the other quickly showed himself to be a bastard by speeding it up. this time he missed as many as he made and passed with warnings. still still trying to catch his breath the other started it again and without being able to even see the arrows he was made to pound at it until he tripped over his own feet and fell. he remained panting on the flashing board until the end which came rather quickly. looking up he found pyce's smug face leering down at him and making light of his failure. when he felt lips descend on him however he lost his temper and shoving the other off watched the man fall off the side of the platform and hit the ground. offering a snarl he picked himself up, "fuck this stupid game we are leaving"

He couldn't help but laugh at the childish nature of the man sitting on the dance pad. Wobbling away from the blow. He waited while Ambrosia picked himself up and continued to grumble. Galvin thought better of saying something, but his lips could not help the smirk on them. Roaming around the vast arcade he found another game to occupy himself.

with his pride wounded and pyce undeterred he was in no mood to play anymore but it seemed he would not get his way and still be able to fulfill his promise. sulking he followed the other until the man found another game to play and he was made to take up a fake gun in much the same way as the carnival

He found a game he was sure the other knew how to play and it was silently impressed. More so he could feel the others dejection at having a lost under his belt. Midway through the game, Galvin found himself putting his gun down the came up close behind the other. "if you want I can give you some pointers." He said smoothing his arms down the others side so his hand came to rest comfortably just at the curl of Ambrosias thigh. "Don't be so tense." He said in a low sultry voice close to the freckled ear. His other hand reached out to straightened the mans aim at an impending invader. "... anticipate your enemy..." His hip added a little pressure into the firm rump as he pressed himself even more forward. He lightly nipped into the neck burrowing his head as he gave the command to shoot.

it was far enough off that that it did not even register on the screen as a shot but he did not care. as angry as he was before the tone and press of pyce was enough that he immediately lost any wish to fight and instead only wanted to lean forward and get a rise out of the other then take turns against the brightly-lit console. growling again, this time with wanton intentions he let one hand drop to the one at the crook of his thigh, "i missed...."

"oh?" He said resting his chin on the already sensative spot. Lightly his fingers grazed in little circles deepening the pressure while his other hand continued to try and aim. His mouth went back to work as his fingers dragged closer to the mans zipper begging for entrace to the unclothed flesh. "Theres another one... try again."

one hand steadied while the other distracted and choosing the right over the left he purposely aimed the gun as far offscreen as his wrist would allow. he did not have to look to know the other understood his intent, "lets get the fuck out of here, i owe you dinner"

They bounced in the back of the maybach while Gavlin was distracted in choosing their destination. Torn between their usual fanfaire of trashy garbage to eat and ultra fine things, he made Adrian stop. Once they were unruffled both he and Ambrosia left the car. It was a beautiful night to be wasted in leather interior and though Ambrosia deplored any type of walking, Galvin found the illuminated lights and the cool night air something to be desired. He wrapped his arm around Ambrosia leading him to a vendor that sold various Gryos.

the command had been one to get them away from prying eyes while he worked through his need to taste the other but it seemed pyce was serious about the date going all the way through and so he managed to keep himself from ravaging the other with the silent promise to himself that the night would end with a hell of a bang. once to their destination he was made to follow the other around some little thoroughfare filled with lights people and food. the first stop was at a stand selling wraps of some sort. he was given one while pyce took a second and they ate it as they walked

Breaking off a piece of the food he offered it to Ambrosias lips before taking down his own succulent lamb. "Have you ever had a funnel cake? or an elephant ear?" He said as they came to another set of vendors offering out more food, this time deserts.

he had had funnel cake once with pyce but he had never heard of elephant ear outside of the real thing. he smirked, "what does it matter if i have? we will have both soon enough knowing you"

again his mouth landed on the still slightly pink spot from the Arcade and he licked over the sore skin. "And if you could try something you have not would you want to or do you want the same 'desert'?"

"both." the short answer got him a smirk and the raising of a finely manicured brow before he was tugged off and made to buy each of the treats offered. the funnelcake was what he remembered but the elephant ear was a new variation on it/ this time the cake was cinnamon flavored and instead of knots was just a cake, they ate both quickly before pyce made him buy a towel of all things. he did not voice his confusion

It was hard to be spontanious and yet so planned. He felt it was oddly funny how meticulous things must but, but taking another bite of the cinnamon flavored ear he lead the other into the dimly lit beach, past the gonky teenages only on the sands to waste the thrill of youth. He made the other fan out the large brightly patterned square before gently pushing the other down. Before any other objections could be made he fed him his desert.

the purpose of the towel was made quite clear and in the moonlight he was put in his place in a brisk but by no means rough pyce. it was too quickly that they finished and had to go back. he did not complain though for their 'date' wasn't over yet and there was plenty of time to return the favor at home. he made sure to buy some cheap trinkets for the other as they headed back to the maybach

The car made a quick stop. There were not cheap take out for them tonight, instead they waited in the car as Adrian retrieved some orders from a fancy Thai Cuisine place along the way. In the time it took to get the food, Galvin found the pale hands on his hips and his pants slipping down his rump so that the fingers could play. He kissed away as much of the as he could until they arrived home and still the other did nothing but slowly get a ruse of him. He could not figure out Ambrosia's game, though he set up dinner on the small table for two and a candle. Galvin savored the warm spicy beef, amused at the others dainty little shrimp puffs.

the food was adequate and the wine passable. he ate sparingly though he poured as much drink for pyce as the other would allow and silently waited for the meal to be over. once pyce was done and taking the dishes he pulled his hair from it's tie and poured his mostly dry glass and pyce's well-used one full and taking both in hand stood. he gave a soft grin as the other returned and offering pyce one of the glasses downed the other. he gave pyce time to do the same but no more before letting his glass fall to the carpet and lightly flicking away the other, twisting them so that he could see the bed from there he steered pyce towards it and once on as far back as he could until the other was pressed against the chill glass. his grin fell, "today you shamed me. you took my pride and crushed it under your foot like trash, as if you owned me and i was not worth the time...." using a hand to pin the man and the other to move aside the fabric of his shirt he put his face to pyce's neck and inhaled, "i would do almost anything for you but i am not pet... you are mine galvin pyce and i know how to put you in your place." licking the mocha skin from the curve of the neck to the soft join under the ear he found the best spot and started to suck

He could not read Ambrosia's face under the veil of red locks. The more he tried to twist his arm the more the other found ways to hold him still, keeping him prisoner with in his own clothing pressed against the freckled body. He laughed at the mouth continued to draw the blood under his skin into once spot, darkening it. "I have to keep the great Garagin on his toes, or rather his ass." There was a hearty hmm against his skin as the teeth barred down just a bit making his pulse rise. With out his arms to securely support him it was hard for him to jump and let his legs latch on to the waist, slowly he wiggled trying to escape the mouth by attempting to slide downwards.