[littl3chocobo]

"only one measly box? well i suppose that will have to be enough, without you there it will be a droll affair indeed, a whore-house orgy without the best whore in the house hardly constitutes as fun, besides," smoothly he found pyce's hand and manipulated it so he could kiss the palm, "only you know the right way to do it, i would need you there to direct"

[Poggio]

Twisting his hand he stroked the side of Ambrosia's face. "Im sorry Ambrosia, it has been a challenge sharing my toys already, I certainly do not play well with others." His smirk mimicked the face across from him. "Unless I'm paid too."

[littl3chocobo]

he could see the understanding on the other man's face but saw no reason to drop the charade just yet, "you are paid every day you work and by me none-the-less, by your own admission you would be a willing participant"

[Poggio]

"Did I tell you my rates are extremely high for something like that." He said putting his elbow on the table and resting his head in his other hand. "How much are you willing to pay?"

[littl3chocobo]

he chuckled, "there is little i would not give to see you nearly naked on top of a pile of boy-girls all dressed in leather trinkets writhing in a hot pile"

[Poggio]

He cringed at the mental image, drowning it down with a dose of wine. "And I would give everything I can to keep that from happening." He confessed.

[littl3chocobo]

"you have no sense of adventure pyce, live a little," this time the grin was all but shit-eating, "at least i imagine you on top"

[Poggio]

"As long as your at the bottom of that pile." He sneered rising from his seat to excuse himself before he punched the shit eating grin off Ambrosia's face.

[littl3chocobo]

it did not take a genius to figure he had gone too far though he felt no regrets and stayed silent even when pyce came back though by then the fun was gone from it and he was simply waiting so they could have their desserts and go

[Poggio]

He was not in the mood for something sugary and asked that his be brought to him in a box and simply sipped from his glass as the waiter brought a slice of tres leeche for Ambrosia.

[littl3chocobo]

pyce did not eat for once and so he did not bother to offer the man the same curtsey and waved the waiter down for the check. mutely he paid for the meal and stood. if pyce wanted to follow he could but he was not going to pander to a bitch tonight

[Poggio]

He rose realizing this would be the last time he saw the man before he returned briefly he wondered where he w as going but then realized the man had all his luxuries returned to him and there was no longer a need to ride in the same car. It dawned on him this might be the last time he would see the man in a while so he briskly caught up with him and gave him a chase kiss on the side of his neck. "Good luck and if your plans fail, I will do my best to give you everything you deserve." He turned finding the infamous maybach parked outside upon their exit. He gave the valet his number for his own car and waited.

[littl3chocobo]

most of his anger was lost at the kiss and well-wishing and sulkily he turned, "i will not need to be there for a while yet, i think i will ride with you and stay at the apartment for a while"

[Poggio]

Surprised he looked at Ambrosia with a raised brow. Briefly he wondered if he should question the decision. A grin crossed his lips. He walked around the car and opened the door for Ambrosia before getting in on the drivers side. Once they were cloaked in darkness he leaned across and found Ambrosia's lips again.

[littl3chocobo]

the drive back was about the same as the drive to the restaurant only with the added bonus of expectation. was not disappointed however when as soon as they were parked and up to the apartment pyce let him know just how he felt

[Poggio]

They did not make it past the door way before falling on to the hard floor. Intertwining limbs and hard lustful sounds soon filled the apartment as their bodies steadily provided a thump. He was delighted with the grunts his lover gave him beneath him and took extra vains to make his normally unyielding lover spill over on to his chest. The only thing that interrupted them was the the vibration of the phone against the wood floor. Galvin kissed the sweaty chest greedily. "Ambrosia, I think our obligations are calling." He said.