he was pleased with pyce's aggression until the thought occurred to him that he might not be acting of his own accord. ignoring the twinge of pleasure he pushed the man off. "what has gotten into you pyce? you are more prone to begging than demanding"

His eyes furrowed in misunderstanding. "Begging? I thought if I wanted something I simply had to sit on your lap in the back of the Maybach?" If it were possible his brows knotted deeper. "What is wrong with you? You have never questioned having sex unless I am too hurt and even then you are smug about proving your point."

he sneered, "and you have never tackled me, when we return to the room i am having the doctor check on you and make sure you are alright." reaching out he pulled pyce back by the arm so they were near touching again and nipped a kiss, "it will not do to have you ruined over one little bite"

He pulled attempting to get out of the others grasp. "You are an asshole, you have bitten me many times. Heaven forbid your loins need a day of rest. Just say no then." He pulled again.

he offered no slack, "hardly, they are the only part of me that gets to enjoy work, the rest of me has to live in drudgery." with a jerk he took another, more aggressive, kiss. "besides, you still owe me time here"

The kiss worked its magic. It left Galvin breathless with a slight chill that didn't come from the water. He pushed his lips to join the others again, devouring the taste of the red head.

he was suspicious before but when they came back damp and with the beginings of bruises his fears were validated. "frelleum, i bit galvin the other day and now he is having strange habits that are not his, fix him"

He was used to being flung over the mans shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and even used to the doctor inspecting every inch of him. He waited while the other two conversed bunching some of the fabric under his head as a make shift pillow. He watched the doctor. Once again he had an angry glare about him.

the doctor's assessment was reliving and aggravating at the same time, on the one hand pyce was fine on the other his suspicions were true and pyce was sharing emotions with him when they touched. he frowned darkly at the thought

Galvin looked between the two and frowned. He rose from his spot on the bed and walked over to the others. "Ambrosia what is going on?"

he interrupted the man before he had time to speak "i can feel your thoughts when i touch you and you can feel mine, congratulations"

Galvin looked at both of them as if they were ludicrous. "Bullshit." He said balling fingers into a fist. The good doctor quelled his anger with logic and the sound reason of the situation. Though Galvin was able to keep a straight face his stomach dropped. He licked his lips. "I don't understand why this happened. It did not happen last time and I am sure he took more blood." Idly he reached up to his neck rolling his head around in a circle as he thought about their last swore ray with Indian food, sex and a bite on the counter.

he sneered again from his spot and standing came over to pyce, "last time i did not share my blood, it is very hard to catch it without an exchange of fluids"

He matched the mans gaze with a fierce one of his own. "Ambrosia, you and I have had rough enough sex that I have licked your blood off your shoulder after nibbling you and like wise. Your fluids have been inside me long before this little snafu. Why is this happening now?"

he felt his hackles raise at the hostile accusation. "how the fuck does someone get their girlfriend pregnant? maybe your luck ran the fuck out or else you didn't get enough before or it was just your time but i bit you because you wanted it and if you fucking don't like it i will let your crazy-as-fuck parents know and you can just die!"

His gut fell twisting and coiling like a den of snacks.“I never said I wanted it you fucking hypocrite. What happened to your three rules that you broke?! I didn't ask for an entire dish when all I wanted was a sample. You never did it before why the fuck would I want it now?” He needed some space between himself and the intense grey eyes in front of him. Taking his palm he pushed the out of his space. He had taken nearly every thing the man had thrown at him in strides, but this was the cake topper that made his life tumble. He ran a shaking head thought his hair.