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if the day could have gotten any worse it would have already done so, cirro was surprisingly surly about it to the point where he actually mentioned his displeasure though it was wrapped in the benign selfless passivity most of the man's thoughts were in that made it so hard to gauge him. susan was pissed as well, maia had chosen a new 'favorite' and with him gone she'd be left to the jackals. worst of all of it though was his brother, the bastard was still high in his corporate tower but had the mind to notice his little brother just long enough for a shady phonecall requesting a detour to brest to deliver something to one of the man's whores. he didn't even bother asking what could be so important his brother couldn't just put a stamp on it. huffing a self-pitying sigh he looked at his watch, twenty-two minutes late. he made a phonecall

It was the second time he had ever received a call from that number and found it alarming that their meeting spot had been changed. Gathering his things he caught a taxi over to the airport.

even with the much shorter drive he was still late to the airport and ended up having to take his work computer with him which he knew pyce would not be pleased with but he only had two days a week for work and it was a week's worth of work. he grimaced. at least the man was getting his holiday

(he will be there and getting on the plane sweetie though he will be dressed in a rumpled suit with the jacket missing and the tie almost off)

He arrived he was pushed up the stairs following behind his lover. The man seemed preoccupied with something and Galvin found himself falling into silence observing the disheveled man. Idly he leaned across the seat attempting to peer down into the computer screen. Instead he slipped his head between the warm thighs, and when the other dismissively commented and continued typing, Galvin set his mouth to work.

to his credit he did not misstroke when pyce unzipped him and took him eagerly though his stroke was halved as the skilled tongue did it's best to distract him from his work

The strokes started to slow down and Galvin could not help but be amused. He let himself work pausing only not to choke during take off. Once the plane leveled out Galvin continued. He added a bit of teeth along the rounded edge. Feeling his lovers body get into the mood, Galvin started to humm.

he ignored the teeth the best he could but when pyce started to hum he jammed his fingers on the keys and half slamming it closed pushed it to the side. "fucking fuck!"

The explosive exclaims caught Galvins attention. He did not move his lips however his eyes gazed up to meet Ambrosias, along with a curious brow.

reaching out he tangled a hand in the curly mass of pyce's hair. "for the love of god don't you dare stop after a stunt like that you damn cheater"

The curious brows were replaced with bemused ones as Galvin gracefully slid from between Ambrosia's legs. Slipping a finger beneath the hem of his pants he exposed his rear, twisting so that he could melt comfortably onto his lover. "Cheaters are only cheaters if they get caught." He said before taking the lips and letting his hips pick up the slack.

he couldn't call the man an idiot for the stupid comment with his mouth occupied by those cheating lips and so resting his hands on either thigh he let his dick speak for him

It was as if they had never left the back of the Maybach. The plane had more room for the sounds of their love making to echo upon, but it felt just as invigorating on his limbs. His own body convulse clenching and drawing the succulent juices from the other. He rested his head in a sedated rest on Ambrosia's shoulder. Idly his lips sporadically found places of freckled flesh to kiss. "You can continue typing now, but once he land you are all mine."

turning to catch the man's ear he gave a light nibble before answering. "or, i can fuck you until you pass out and finish my work in peace with no risk of you interrupting me again when you get bored"

Galvin felt his lover make his point. In retribution his kiss turned into a little nibble. "I do not think you could rise to the challenge."

as it turned out he could and though it took seventy-two minutes by his watch he was assured that he could finish his work in peace with time enough to spare figuring out what the hell he was muling for that asshole and why he was the one doing it

He woke, curled among thick blankets with his head resting softly against a pillow. Beyond the silhouette of his lover, Galvin could see the curtains rise and fall, carrying the smell of the sea salt with it. Slowly he rose, not sure if he was in an hallucination caused by to much sex. Silently he made his way to the open windows.