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he had had funnel cake once with pyce but he had never heard of elephant ear outside of the real thing. he smirked, "what does it matter if i have? we will have both soon enough knowing you"

again his mouth landed on the still slightly pink spot from the Arcade and he licked over the sore skin. "And if you could try something you have not would you want to or do you want the same 'desert'?"

"both." the short answer got him a smirk and the raising of a finely manicured brow before he was tugged off and made to buy each of the treats offered. the funnelcake was what he remembered but the elephant ear was a new variation on it/ this time the cake was cinnamon flavored and instead of knots was just a cake, they ate both quickly before pyce made him buy a towel of all things. he did not voice his confusion

It was hard to be spontanious and yet so planned. He felt it was oddly funny how meticulous things must but, but taking another bite of the cinnamon flavored ear he lead the other into the dimly lit beach, past the gonky teenages only on the sands to waste the thrill of youth. He made the other fan out the large brightly patterned square before gently pushing the other down. Before any other objections could be made he fed him his desert.

the purpose of the towel was made quite clear and in the moonlight he was put in his place in a brisk but by no means rough pyce. it was too quickly that they finished and had to go back. he did not complain though for their 'date' wasn't over yet and there was plenty of time to return the favor at home. he made sure to buy some cheap trinkets for the other as they headed back to the maybach

The car made a quick stop. There were not cheap take out for them tonight, instead they waited in the car as Adrian retrieved some orders from a fancy Thai Cuisine place along the way. In the time it took to get the food, Galvin found the pale hands on his hips and his pants slipping down his rump so that the fingers could play. He kissed away as much of the as he could until they arrived home and still the other did nothing but slowly get a ruse of him. He could not figure out Ambrosia's game, though he set up dinner on the small table for two and a candle. Galvin savored the warm spicy beef, amused at the others dainty little shrimp puffs.

the food was adequate and the wine passable. he ate sparingly though he poured as much drink for pyce as the other would allow and silently waited for the meal to be over. once pyce was done and taking the dishes he pulled his hair from it's tie and poured his mostly dry glass and pyce's well-used one full and taking both in hand stood. he gave a soft grin as the other returned and offering pyce one of the glasses downed the other. he gave pyce time to do the same but no more before letting his glass fall to the carpet and lightly flicking away the other, twisting them so that he could see the bed from there he steered pyce towards it and once on as far back as he could until the other was pressed against the chill glass. his grin fell, "today you shamed me. you took my pride and crushed it under your foot like trash, as if you owned me and i was not worth the time...." using a hand to pin the man and the other to move aside the fabric of his shirt he put his face to pyce's neck and inhaled, "i would do almost anything for you but i am not pet... you are mine galvin pyce and i know how to put you in your place." licking the mocha skin from the curve of the neck to the soft join under the ear he found the best spot and started to suck

He could not read Ambrosia's face under the veil of red locks. The more he tried to twist his arm the more the other found ways to hold him still, keeping him prisoner with in his own clothing pressed against the freckled body. He laughed at the mouth continued to draw the blood under his skin into once spot, darkening it. "I have to keep the great Garagin on his toes, or rather his ass." There was a hearty hmm against his skin as the teeth barred down just a bit making his pulse rise. With out his arms to securely support him it was hard for him to jump and let his legs latch on to the waist, slowly he wiggled trying to escape the mouth by attempting to slide downwards.

he followed pyce down until the other was pressed against his knees and he was bent enough that there was a space between them for the other to wrangle his legs up lifting his shirt and pinch his waist. it allowed him a better angle to rock but did little to help him breathe and moving his right hand to tangle in pyce's hair he tilted his head so that there was more room and this time broke skin

he woke to the sound of the door opening with a full belly and a pounding ache that took up all of his body from his scalp to his toes. cracking an eye to the ceiling he did not hear the doctor but instead the thudding of the dog who quickly jumped into the bed. ignoring the sound from pyce he managed to sit upright through the ache only to be met with a closing door. he could guess who it was

He grunted as his face was assaulted and rolling towards the light he pushed his beast away to find another one with breath lingering of wine. To that one he gave a grin, while he lazily touched the pooches head. He reached up and pulled the man down into a kiss. Drifting heavily between the realm of sleep and awareness, he slid out of the bed and hobbled clumsily into the bathroom.

he found his phone while pyce was taking a piss and made the call to the doctor. by the time the other was gimping back out he was already up and waiting for his turn and giving a tired grin offered a pinch to one plump cheek before going himself. he wasn't surprised pyce was already asleep when he got out and crawling back into bed he snuggled close to the other man and tried to get a little more sleep before the doctor came

It was starting to get that he never noticed when both the doctor arrived and when the device was hooked into his arm. Being rehydrated did work wonders for the last effect of the wine. He found his neck bandaged. It was strange the other was dressed but lackadaisically drapped over his body. Galvin ventured out a stroke agains the pale side, feeling a long bandage before scooting closer into the chest. He regretfully was well enough to go to work, but he lingered in the warm embrace.

he would have slept but between the itch at his side and the wakeful pyce at his side he knew it wouldn't happen. with his eyes closed he let his arm burrow under the other and grace the man's hip, "today sucks, i'm not going to work"

He was still very lucid from the mixture of things pumping into him. But if his walk to the bath room told him anything it was that he could not service anything to night least of all a metal pole and a drink. He let one of his legs twist over Ambrosias. "I guess some one has to stay home and take care of you." he said through a raspy voice. Twisting his head upwards he offered the chin a kiss.