he was certain the armrest must hurt pyce but that was a pain of the man's own doing and so no grievance of his. stretched over pyce's thighs he found that he was the right height to kiss pyce's navel. scrunching down he breathes a whisper over it, "maybe but i still want to know." he could feel a quiver from the other man and taking advantage leaned down to kiss

The tongue against his navel was too much for Gavlin. He jumped careful not to shove the other another away with a nasty attack. “Stop.” He held the other at bay by his shoulders. No one had gotten close enough to Galvin to discover a sensitive spot he, himself was unaware of.

he perked up at the strained plea and letting his eyes wander back up found a pink flush over dark cheeks and was thrilled. "say please galvin pyce." offering no more words he dipped down once more to see what he could get away with before the other either offered dick or a suckerpunch

He squirmed thinking of anyway that he could escape with out wounding his pride. This kind of happiness was not allowed, he thought. Far ,very far from wanton wild primalistic sex. His breath hitched, and instinctively he moved farther back into the leather seat folding over till he was breathing heavily near the others head. “please... stop.”

as pyce writhed his own gut tightened and tensed to where he felt as if there was a coil inside of him and he needed it unwound. as the soft skin under his lips bunched and folded and moved upwards and away he pulled off and was left breathless over the soft flesh just above the seam of the man's pants. at the words he gave a light nod and turning his head to a partially bared hip bit down

This twisted pleasure should not have been enjoyed so, but as the teeth punctured another light wound into his body Galvin himself grew more sedated and enamored caving to his own feelings being masked by the stirring in his loans. Feel this, remember this, you are mine now Galvin Pyce. Breathlessly he ran his fingers through the waves of soft rose petal locks. The light suck on his lips was almost like a kiss. Foreign forbidden words that were beyond lust almost slipped from his mouth. I have made stains you cannot wash away. If only the man beneath him knew how true his words had become.“...” He swallowed dryly before he could speak again. “...please.”

he nearly did not hear the words and only when they were repeated did he understand that for all his begging pyce didn't want this. moving a hand to unlatch the man's slacks he directed his adorations to another, more familiar, spot to happily take back up his soft suck

He had regained control of his limbs, and when Ambrosia moved enough space way from his body he gently curled his fingers under the mans chin. He did not want this either. Galvin let out a little chuckle. “No... not this either.” He nudged the other man away coming up with an excuse. “I am sure they wont let me wear anything if I am half cocked and sticky.” Quickly he wiggled his body so that hi hips and thighs uncomfortably hid what the man was trying to get at, and he let his forehead fall on the cool glass window. Galvin tried his best to remain focused on the buildings outside.

he had no time to be offended as pyce pulled away. nearly as soon as he managed to right himself a crack appeared in the top of the dividing glass between them and the driver and the voice on the other side let them know they were nearly there. closing his mouth he slid into pyce's discarded seat and set to fixing his rumpled outfit

The outside air was refreshing to the inside of the... Galvin turned to see he had been riding in a black maybach, and that the hand that helped him from the back was the ever silent Adrian. Though this time his paranoia made it seemed as though a smile graced the mans lips. He walked to the other side seeing the shop blazing in neon lights. He felt like he was about to regret anything he said at all today.

the place certainly had more class than anything in america and with pyce following behind he searched out someone to aide him in finding the costumes

While the other dove further into the store, Galvin paused by a mannequin sporting a thong that had a kilt. He raised an eyebrow deciding it was best not to draw attention to one item in particular and he let his legs continue to roam. However he could not help but pause at the higher quality cop uniform on display.

the woman on staff was more obliging than most and even spoke a heavily accented german though he quickly let her know he knew enough french to spare her the effort. he was pleased when his patience with her paid off and he was led to the mesh section

There was so much for his eyes too take in, and some how amid the leather chaos, Galvin found something perfect for Ambrosia. He followed silently behind into the mesh section pausing at yet another rack that caught his eye.

he grinned. it was perfect! rifling through for the size that best fit pyce he pulled it out. "<does this come with green or only red and in what sizes?>" she did not know and as she went to the back to check he turned to pyce and pressed the fabric against him. "put this on"

Galvin moved back from the dress and his brows contorted at the mans grin. He took the dress, surveying it before turning his face back to Ambrosia. While the woman was not around, Galvin slipped out of his shirt and put the mesh dress on. It was no worse then his mesh boxers except it covered his entire body. "So mesh really gets your jollies going?"