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he shrugged against the other. "i do not know anything about that, you will need to ask the doctor when he returns"

He pushed himself out of the others grasp. If he could not get out of his whoring smell, at least he could get out of the clothes. As he strode across the room, one finger slipped into the stretch band pulling the fabric free of his body as he walked coming to the dresser. “Do you have a lover on Fridays?” He did not look back as he rummaged through the folds. "i am too busy for a lover on fridays" He turned and looked at Ambrosia. There was shock in his eyes but it did not deter his answer. “That is fine, since Saturday is my night, and Sunday has been sold. I would like to spend next weekend with you some place else, the beach, the mountains, Paris... it does not matter. But I would like a vacation no matter how small.” His lips curved into a Cheshire crescent “I want my huge Teddy bear and greasy food.”

he smirked at the request. "you would steal your days from my other lovers?" the other turned back and he could not see the scar only the curve of his back, "i am only asking for two, one that belongs to me and one where you come to me." the retort was already on his tongue by the time the man had gotten 'two' out of his mouth. "that is twenty hours of flight for paris, ten each way. would you really want to only take two days?" he watched pyce's face fall and turn away as he kept heading for the shower "you are right, i misjudged travel time. forget about it." standing he followed the man into the bathroom though he said nothing until the water was running, "two things, one you will wash out all of the glue if you take a shower and two i will be finished by two so you will be ready here by three am on saturday morning, i will not wait for you"

His mouth fell open as the other came near him. “I was just hoping for a day at the Beach.” He confessed in shock. It slowly dawned on him that he would have a few days with out family, with out hunting vampires, simply enjoying life. His arms reached out and he pulled Ambrosia into a kiss.

the kiss was different from what he was used to and he was reminded of cirro when he did something particularly pleasing. he took it as his due. "marseille, lille, montpeillier, nice, and toulon are all coastal, half of france is beach"

"I do not care, as long as I can dance with the sand between my toes, retire at night to a warm meal, and sleep without knowing I will wake up alone." He grinned and pressed his head against Ambrosia's chest. "Thank you. I will try not to ask for something this big for a long time."

offering a grunt he tried to ignore the odd feeling the man's unusual affections caused in him and move the conversation somewhere else, he was saved by the doctor's voice asking for pyce. "you are wanted by the good doctor it seems"

Curiously he left Ambrosia and went to go find the doctor. He was greeted with pills and food and a reminder that he might want to eat with some clothing on. He ignored the words of advice in favor of the curry and rice.

when his advice was not heeded and ambrosia keeping him from a lecture he was limited to going over how to take care of and clean the new stitches with a warning not to put stress on them. this too seemed like a moot point with the young master in the room and he was quick to dismiss himself

He watched the man go, even after offering him pieces of bright pink chicken. A full belly and medication. He slid into his natural place between the mans thighs, as his fork fished out pieces of meat dripping in sauce. He offered it to Ambrosia.

he watched pyce eat until he found long legs pushing in between his own and a brown arm holding out a bite of meat for him. he took it without complaint but clamped his teeth over the fork and reached out to pull the other close. when pyce was within reaching difference he let go and pulled them almost to touching. "how much does it hurt galvin pyce?"

He looked at the other and said nothing. There was nothing more painful, he realized then having affections for this man. This man that ruled the world through greenback. He swallowed his own thoughts, raising his bottom against the other and unbuttoning his pants. He positioned himself in his spot on the sun.

he should have known better than to believe the idiot, no more than halfway through pyce was already looking pale and tired. halting the other he ordered pyce to give it up and go to bed though he was forced to follow suit with no regard taken for his own issues. he made sure to complain loudly

He awoke to a chill and an empty room. Galvin lay on the blankets, attempting to phantom what his life would be like in this apartment. The clock in the room told him he was late for many things, but he convinced himself to listen to the doctor and Ambrosia. He went back to sleep not moving from the spot until it was well into the evening hours and it was nearly time for him to go to work.

he found himself free when he got the call from eva's chiropractor letting him know he'd be keeping her late and figuring his time was better spent keeping pyce in bed went to the apartment. when he got there he was assaulted by the dog and pushing the big waggling slobbery mass off made note of kicking whomever brought the beast over in the ass

His reflexes had gotten relaxed. It had taken a second stroke and a grumble to realize he was being felt up. He twisted grabbing the wrist but stopped when he saw who it was falling back into the pillows as his dog came to join him. He wondered what the man was doing here.