he knew pyce's tricks and he knew better than to fall for them though he could not help but tease with a subtly rolling rock. "why should i say please? i am the one footing the bill, now a thankyou for feeding me may be in order but never a ple~ase"

Galvin rolled forward close to Ambrosia's lips. "No please, no breakfast." He grinned finally swallowing the strawberry with a raised eye brow. He reached out to pick up another.

reaching out he took the wrist and pulled it close enough he could kiss the soft skin of it. "unless you wish to offer yourself as a substitute i would think you'd be happy to feed me"

His eyes shifted between the fruit and his wrist. A chill of temptation crept down his spine. "How hungry are you?"

that garnered a laugh and offering it a kiss he let the wrist go. "you are an idiot p-galvin. no, i want the fruit not your blood, it is too early for junkfood"

He shook his head and shoved the fruit in the others mouth simply to stop his condescending laugh. As he plucked another fruit to offer to the red lips he found himself saying. "It is too late for anything else."

he did not understand the man's words he was certain and dropping the humor gave a small frown. "what do you mean?" he watched pyce's face mirror his own and words of acceptance over their having to leave fell from the man's lips. he relaxed. "galin pyce you idiot, we are here all week not all weekend"

There was anger in his brows before he could stop himself. "You fucking bastard. what about all that shit that I was taking time from your other lovers?" His anger was sedated some what by forcefully feeding Ambrosia another slab of cream covered fruit. It dawned on him that he may get to go to Paris after all.

the next bite was rough but the delicate smile that twisted itself onto pyce's face was worth discomfort. he swallowed and grinned. "what did you think i meant? they all had to stay home"

The smile turned into a kiss that melted into the body beneath him. In his excitement he had nothing to say. Slowly his mind came back to him. There was a slight amused chuckle to his voice. “I recall you asking me why you give up time to be with only me. Since you have given me a real vacation, I am yours anything you wish to do, see, touch until I have to be a Pryce again.”

if he were a cat he felt as if he would be purring now and ran a hand up a dark thigh, "if that is so i want you to feed me galvin, and after that i want to lay here for a while longer until i have to remember i am a gagarin"

Galvin obliged finally pulling the plated crepe over to the bed. He forked each piece and feed Ambrosia in true hedonism style. Anything that strayed from the mans mouth was soon kissed away by Galvins lips. Once he was finished he properly wiped Ambrosia's mouth clean before twisting his body so he could lay on the warm pale flesh.

he felt sated by the meal and his companion and it seemed the feeling was mutual as pyce quickly fell asleep. he waited until the other was breathing slowly and without mind before untangling himself enough to find his phone over the side of the bed and make arrangements for lunch. he needed sustenance and pyce's offer earlier proved he needed it soon

He woke to the pale blue glow and the continuous typing and did not move. His body seemed to protest any movement under the guise that it was his day of rest. He cleared his throat. “Ambrosia, I did not bring clothes for a week. Do you mind if we go get some?”

the noise made him twitch though he was quick to hide it by half twisting under the man's weight. "what are you a woman? you brought a whole case... yes, we can buy you more"

Galvin pushed himself up and slid the computer away onto the soft cushions. He settled himself back into his seat and let his fingers trail against Ambrosia's chest. He smiled. “I want to get something for work, I have to find something to impress my boss. You know stand out from the other girls.”