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[onlyxneofme-moved]

Sarah shrugged her shoulders, “alright fine, whatever—jus’ don’t go drinking all the beer that’s all I ask.” Sarah chuckled a bit before getting a bit more serious, “and be careful who you bring round’ if you need to lay low alright?”

[clonexsawicki]

          Tony definitely couldn't promise anything when it came to beer, but he decided to appease her with a nod rather than start something. He was just setting his feet up on the coffee table when he shooting a halfhearted glare at his clone. "Aye, I didn't ask for the cops to be on my ass. Christ, I went to one bar 'nd all of a sudden I got a target on my balls." He slipped his hand into his pocket, surfacing with a cigarette. "Gotta tell you, this is one bitch of a situation."

[snarkyclonegirlsarahmanning-dea]

Sarah tilted her head back and groaned, her eyes narrowed instantly…”Oi! Watch your mouth, my kid is in the other room.”…she snapped. Sarah sighed…”honestly no I didn’t think or want you to know, Tony you were the only pure clone so to speak, no knowledge of them, not weighed down by all this crazy stuff.”…she signed. Her eyes closed for a moment…”I thought the less you knew, the better so if they ever came around.”…she murmured.

[clonexsawicki]

          "So, if they ever came around what?" Tony was quieter now, face to face with his clone. "They'd take pity on the poor, dumb fuck who doesn't know any better? This is some bullshit, Sarah. They shot Sammy for. No. Reason. Why the hell would they leave me just because I don't know what they hell's going on? Jesus Christr, what other secrets about us am I not bein' told, huh?"

[oftheclash-archive-blog]

❝Don’t be a dick,❞ she mumbled in an annoyed voice, ❝I’m Lou, who the fuck are you?❞ she asked reaching out to feel his facial hair, ❝interesting.❞

[clonexsawicki]

          Tony smirked to himself, but rose his hands in a defensive posture. "Name's Tony Sa--" He trailed off, eyebrows raising when her hand met his beard. He couldn't suppress a chuckle. "Get a good feel?"

[cloniing-archive]

"I’ll treat you so well you’ll never wanna get rid of me…" Felix lips traced his jaw, breathing softly against the angle of Tony jaw and let his passion melt into his skin. Pants undone, Felix tug at them until they were off the longer haired man legs, before grabbing the back of Tony neck to lift him slightly to shove his tongue into his mouth. Felix was over him, kneeling and leaning down with his free arm supporting his weight, pressing down his hips against Tony’s. He pull away a moment to shrug off his shirt and throw it to the side, before leaning back down for another round of kiss.

[clonexsawicki]

          Tony propped himself up on his elbows once Felix broke the kiss to remove his own shirt. There, he greedily took in the view, until the other's hips came down on his. He took the opportunity to take Felix by the waist, moving him in a position that was, frankly, easier to grind against. "Fuck, man... fuck." Tony breathed again and again under his breath until Felix took his mouth, which he groaned into. 

[suburbanxclone-blog]

          “…Husband. You wouldn’t want to meet him. If you don’t like me, you would probably hate him,” Alison said, trying to ignore his smug little face. He wasn’t really as great as he thought he was, but she was learning to deal with it.

          “Donnie’s definitely not the one to keep the bar stocked,” she said, rolling her eyes. She took a large drink of wine, just to prove something to him. She wasn’t some uptight bitch, if that’s what he was thinking. Though it shouldn’t matter, she wanted him to like her.

[clonexsawicki]

          "Wait a second." Tony pulled the glass away from his mouth, grinning. "You're tellin' me that you're the fun one of the family? Jesus Christ, didn't see that one coming." He shook his head, laughing quietly. "Right. You keep Donnie to yourself."

           Tony propped his feet up on the coffee table, watching her gulp down a mouthful of the wine. His eyebrows shot up. She just presented an idea for him. "Aye, tiger, tell me somethin'. Ya ever play any drinking games?"

[clonexsawicki]

snarkyclonegirlsarahmanning

          "What, were you just never gonna tell me who the fuck DYAD was?" Tony was bristling, snarling each word as he paced across the room. "The suits who killed my buddy, and you were thinkin' what? I shouldn't know about that shit?"

[clonexsawicki]

niiehxus

          "Jesus Christ," Tony couldn't help but jolt back a step. Seeing a mirror image of yourself was something he would never get use to. "Tell ya what, I-- wait, hold up a second. You're dreads, yeah? Felix's buddy, or somethin'?"

[clonexsawicki]

onlyxneofme

          "There's no good way to explain it, alright?" Tony flopped onto the couch, sparing a glance up at his lookalike. "I got into some shit on the run from whoever the fuck whacked Sammy, and I just need to lay low for a little bit, yeah? Long story short, I'm stayin' here for a few."

[clonexsawicki]

[cloniing-archive]

"You just made yourself a deal-… I promise something worth your money." with a gentle scratch behind his neck, Felix found himself going down for a kiss. His throat quickly felt dry upon contact, making it impossible to talk. But at least he could speak out his approval through his soft husky moans while their lips suckle and mingle with each other. Gentle push of his shoulders, and Felix hovered above Tony and met his eyes with his own smoldering gaze."Let’s get rid of a few layers." and down he was already working on undoing Tony’s pants.

[clonexsawicki]

          Tony smiled into the contact that he had, not so subtly, been hinting toward since arrival. Seeing as it was Felix who was earning his money, Tony allowed him reign over the situation, molding against his mouth, falling back freely when pushed, parting his legs to allow easier access. "So far, so good." He rasped while removing his shirt. The longer haired man had only gotten to throwing the one shirt aside, and peeling up at his undershirt, when the impatience hit him like a ton of bricks. His hand grasped the back of Felix's neck, bring him down for another kiss. This one, he moaned into. "Keep it up, yeah?"

[cloniing-archive]

"Special treatment." Felix replies back, anticipating Tony’s reaction to his proposal. And was glad to see the reaction he got."Fifty for a blowjob." as simple as that. Crossing his legs, Felix replace his lipstick with his pinkie, waiting for the upcoming."Interested?"

[clonexsawicki]

          "Damn, kid." As much as he would have loved to deny it, Felix was getting a leg up on him-- getting under his skin in the best way. That was as annoying as hell. "I'm gonna make you a deal. You give me a taste of what ya got, I like, I'll give all of--" He sifted through his pockets, and resurfaced a few bills. "Sixty-four dollars."

[clonexsawicki]

[wxnslow-archived-deactivated201]

"Mm, not at all." Kelli smiles, leaning back against the wall. "I smoke, so you’re not bothering me."

[clonexsawicki]

          "Great." Tony grinned back, bringing the cigarette back up to his lips and inhaling deeply. Smoke rolled passed his lips as he spoke again. "You want one?"

[clonexsawicki]

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                    "Ah, shit ----."

          Tony drew the cigarette from his lips, appearing to just notice the stranger opposite of him. He tabbed the cigarette with his forefinger, smoke billowing from his nostrils. "Ya don't care if I smoke, right?"

[suburbanxclone-blog]

          “Good. I would’ve made you go outside, anyway. Donnie would have a cow if he thought I was smoking too,” Alison said, shaking her head. She didn’t need to start anything with that man, not right after getting back from rehab. 

          She watched as he took a drink, wondering how they ended up so different. They were both made of the same genetic material, and yet, there they were. “Please. I didn’t bring this up just for you,” she said, before taking a long drink.

[clonexsawicki]

          "Donnie? What, that your boy-toy, or somethin'?" Tony smirked to himself, clearly thinking he was one funny little shit. He took another drink of the wine, sighing quietly as the boring taste hit his tongue, then leaning back into the cushions of the sofa.

          "Aye, so it can lightin' up, then, huh?" He offered another smile, this one perhaps a hint more friendly than it was teasing. Just a hint. "Good for you, girl."

[monitxur-deactivated20160225]

     gaze fixated on the individual seated a few feet away from her, it would seem that the initial shock of coming across yet another clone would never truly wear off. rough inflection would call upon her attention, jolting the blonde from her reverie.

                        ❝ oh     um, p-rardonnez-moi. you uh, you just …                             remind me of someone i know. i did not mean                             to    stare;       je    me    demande    pardon.   ❞

[clonexsawicki]

                    Ah, shit. She was going to be polite about it.

          Tony was half hoping she would thrown a biting remark right back in his face. That would have been easier. Instead, her kindness triggered a hint of guilt deep in his stomach, followed by the urge to make it right.

                    "Sorry. Long day, y'know?"

          He rubbed his forehead briefly, before licking his lips and grunting:

                    "Ya wanna beer, or somethin'? Peace offering."

[cloniing-archive]

"Money doesn’t grow on trees in a city like this one, Tony." Felix explains, careless of the possible teasing he would get from that."Besides, artists that can live off their art is a golden pit so." he was a blatant proof of that."Tell you what. Give me a price and i’ll tell you what you’ll get from it." 

[clonexsawicki]

          "Mmmm... Gonna let me choose the cost, aye? Okay." Tony quieted for a beat, looking Felix up and down then snorting to himself. He took a drink before returning the bottle to the other. "I think I have fifty, maybe sixty, bucks in my back pocket. What am I gonna get for that?"