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“You Fucking piece of Shit! You’r worst then an animal! He doesn’t want you! I don’t want you! Go fuck yourself!” Sunny was not thinking straight anymore as he struggled against his bonds more fiercely his wrists starting to bleed. Yelling in frustration.

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"Sunny." Emile's voice was calm, flat. Almost emotionless. "That is what he wants. Do not give him the satisfaction. This is nothing I have no endured before."

He had never told anyone, but for several months after having been spliced, Klaus had kept him captive in the sewers under the base, using Emile for his pleasure as he wished and trying to break him.

Klaus, meanwhile, was leering appreciatively at Sunny. "Perhaps I should turn my attentions to you first, after all..."

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  ‘Ding! Ding! Ding! This sounds like CC talking. Fuck!…. Not Good. Ok what we got.’ Sunny thought as he looked around the room. ‘You failed the advanced class but we should be able to get out of this. See the talent be the talent!’ Sunny bit his cheek as he thought and looked for escape. ‘Stall him Emile, keep it cool.’

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Emile snarled at the Medic. Klaus merely cupped his chin in a hand and smiled. “There was a time when you came to me willingly. Don’t you remember? I gave you what you wanted. What you needed. What no one else would…”

Emile’s demeanor changed abruptly, his body tensing, a look entering his eyes that was almost…fear…

"Shall we show him, you and I?" Klaus gestured toward Sunny with the whip. "Show him what you’ve tried to deny all this time? The secret you kept from everyone…but myself and the yellow Spy?"

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Sunny was only partially paying attention, worry starting to creep in as their conversation progressed, but it was pushed into a category for later. ‘Assets what are my assets? Brick walls, medical gun? Why the hell are there two medical guns hanging from the ceiling?’ Sunny thoughts were racing till his eyes widen on the items on a table just out of the light. ‘Are those sex toys? OMG! He’s a rapist!’ The thoughts began to boil as he took steadying breaths. If there was one thing that Sunny hated the most was forced intercourse. He just couldn’t stand for it. His muscles shook in rage at the thought. It was taking a lot to calm himself down.

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Sunny’s worst fears were confirmed as the Medic took hold of Emile’s cock, stroking the tip gently with a gloved thumb. The Spy tried to jerk away from Klaus, but with such a tender organ in the Medic’s grasp there wasn’t very far he could go. 

"Don’t touch me," Emile snarled, and Klaus ignored him, starting to stroke him. The Spy’s body was responding to the touch, but he was obviously loathing the contact, and quivering to get away. It was awful to watch.

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Sunny was seeing red. He struggled more at his chains and before he could stop himself he yelled out with venom. “Leave him alone you Fucking bastard!”

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Klaus's eyebrows rose, and he glanced over at the other man. "No need to be jealous. I'll make sure to set aside some time for you, as well. But Emile is special, you see. He belongs to me. He just hasn't accepted that yet. But I will remind him, while you watch..."

The Medic was, appallingly, stroking the front of his trousers, where his own erection was starting to bulge. Obviously the thought of helpless victims was arousing to the man...

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  ‘Ding! Ding! Ding! This sounds like CC talking. Fuck!…. Not Good. Ok what we got.’ Sunny thought as he looked around the room. ‘You failed the advanced class but we should be able to get out of this. See the talent be the talent!’ Sunny bit his cheek as he thought and looked for escape. ‘Stall him Emile, keep it cool.’

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Emile snarled at the Medic. Klaus merely cupped his chin in a hand and smiled. “There was a time when you came to me willingly. Don’t you remember? I gave you what you wanted. What you needed. What no one else would…”

Emile’s demeanor changed abruptly, his body tensing, a look entering his eyes that was almost…fear…

"Shall we show him, you and I?" Klaus gestured toward Sunny with the whip. "Show him what you’ve tried to deny all this time? The secret you kept from everyone…but myself and the yellow Spy?"

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Sunny was only partially paying attention, worry starting to creep in as their conversation progressed, but it was pushed into a category for later. ‘Assets what are my assets? Brick walls, medical gun? Why the hell are there two medical guns hanging from the ceiling?’ Sunny thoughts were racing till his eyes widen on the items on a table just out of the light. ‘Are those sex toys? OMG! He’s a rapist!’ The thoughts began to boil as he took steadying breaths. If there was one thing that Sunny hated the most was forced intercourse. He just couldn’t stand for it. His muscles shook in rage at the thought. It was taking a lot to calm himself down.

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Sunny's worst fears were confirmed as the Medic took hold of Emile's cock, stroking the tip gently with a gloved thumb. The Spy tried to jerk away from Klaus, but with such a tender organ in the Medic's grasp there wasn't very far he could go. 

"Don't touch me," Emile snarled, and Klaus ignored him, starting to stroke him. The Spy's body was responding to the touch, but he was obviously loathing the contact, and quivering to get away. It was awful to watch.

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  ‘Ding! Ding! Ding! This sounds like CC talking. Fuck!…. Not Good. Ok what we got.’ Sunny thought as he looked around the room. ‘You failed the advanced class but we should be able to get out of this. See the talent be the talent!’ Sunny bit his cheek as he thought and looked for escape. ‘Stall him Emile, keep it cool.’

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Emile snarled at the Medic. Klaus merely cupped his chin in a hand and smiled. "There was a time when you came to me willingly. Don't you remember? I gave you what you wanted. What you needed. What no one else would..."

Emile's demeanor changed abruptly, his body tensing, a look entering his eyes that was almost...fear...

"Shall we show him, you and I?" Klaus gestured toward Sunny with the whip. "Show him what you've tried to deny all this time? The secret you kept from everyone...but myself and the yellow Spy?"

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With a sigh Sunny said reassuringly, “The Kid is smart. We need to be too. Stop your pity party for a minute and think! I didn’t pick you out of the trash all those years ago just for your looks.” With a groan he hoked a lugy at Emile to help snap him out of it. “God my mouth is dry.”

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If that didn’t, the voice that spoke from the shadows next did. “Oh, how terribly rude of me to leave you so long. Would you like a drink?”

Emile’s head snapped around so fast it was a wonder he didn’t break his own neck, eyes boring holes through the Medic that stepped out of the shadows to approach Sunny. He walked casually, hands behind his back, openly appraising the man…and not yet acknowledging Emile at all.

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“Ooo yay that would be great! I know this little place that makes the best cappuccino. You’ll love it! It’ll be my treat.” Sunny said with a playful wink.

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"Shut up." The Medic revealed his hands…and the whip in one of them. A short thing, made for close use. It cracked across Sunny’s skin, opening a line on the soft flesh of his lower belly…only just missing his shaft. “You are incidental to the plan. A nuisance, really. I would take great pleasure in killing you, so do not give me an excuse.”

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A hiss escaped through his teeth as his abs contracted from the hit. After a moment he spoke, “Aaaa don’t say that. You don’t even know me. I’m always good for a backup.” He said with a light chuckle testing the waters.

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"Klaus." Emile's voice was low and soft. Deadly. "I will rip you into pieces too small to be seen. I cannot believe I believed you when you said you had seen what kind of...thing...he was. It was all part of your plan, wasn't it? Puff, the splicings, everything."

"Tsk." The Medic spun on his heel, ignoring Sunny now to stand in front of Emile. A gloved hand reached out and ran over the bound Spy's chest, tracing a nipple. Emile growled, his flesh twitching with revulsion at the touch, which slid lower, down his belly. "You are MINE. I told you that, long ago. You didn't listen. No, you preferred to hurt me. So now I will hurt you. Until you learn that there is no one else in your life but me..."

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With a sigh Sunny said reassuringly, “The Kid is smart. We need to be too. Stop your pity party for a minute and think! I didn’t pick you out of the trash all those years ago just for your looks.” With a groan he hoked a lugy at Emile to help snap him out of it. “God my mouth is dry.”

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If that didn’t, the voice that spoke from the shadows next did. “Oh, how terribly rude of me to leave you so long. Would you like a drink?”

Emile’s head snapped around so fast it was a wonder he didn’t break his own neck, eyes boring holes through the Medic that stepped out of the shadows to approach Sunny. He walked casually, hands behind his back, openly appraising the man…and not yet acknowledging Emile at all.

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“Ooo yay that would be great! I know this little place that makes the best cappuccino. You’ll love it! It’ll be my treat.” Sunny said with a playful wink.

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"Shut up." The Medic revealed his hands...and the whip in one of them. A short thing, made for close use. It cracked across Sunny's skin, opening a line on the soft flesh of his lower belly...only just missing his shaft. "You are incidental to the plan. A nuisance, really. I would take great pleasure in killing you, so do not give me an excuse."

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With a sigh Sunny said reassuringly, “The Kid is smart. We need to be too. Stop your pity party for a minute and think! I didn’t pick you out of the trash all those years ago just for your looks.” With a groan he hoked a lugy at Emile to help snap him out of it. “God my mouth is dry.”

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If that didn't, the voice that spoke from the shadows next did. "Oh, how terribly rude of me to leave you so long. Would you like a drink?"

Emile's head snapped around so fast it was a wonder he didn't break his own neck, eyes boring holes through the Medic that stepped out of the shadows to approach Sunny. He walked casually, hands behind his back, openly appraising the man...and not yet acknowledging Emile at all.

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“…..emile..!….emile!…..Emile!! Wake up! God dam it!” Sunny grunted struggling at his chains. Emile slowly awokein an old underground factory or sewer. A drip of something hit Emile. “COME ON! I’m running out of spit here!” He growled in frustration starting to mumbled to himself. As Emile came to his senses to find that he was completely naked and chained and so was Sunny.

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It took a while for anything to pierce that thick, drugged haze. but when it did, the darkness fell away as though someone had snatched a thick blanket off him. Blinking against a massive, splitting headache, the Spy looked around groggily.

What had happened? He couldn’t remember now. Sunny had come by to drop off some gifts…and then…what? Slowly he realized Sunny was, in fact, in the room with him. Both of them were naked…chained up…where was Gray? 

It must have been a hell of a night…

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“GOD DAME IT EMILE WAKE UP!” Sunny screamed at the top of his lungs out of frustration, pulling at his chains in vain.

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Emile shook his head, trying to think. Trying to figure out…

Everything fell into place and the Spy slammed tight against his bonds as he realized where he must be…or at least, who he was currently a ‘guest’ of.

"WHERE IS HE?!" There was no need to ask who he was. The hatred in Emile’s eyes, the slight froth at the edges of his mouth told Sunny easily that the man wasn’t talking about his lover. The Spy, too, was trying to get loose, but with no more luck than Sunny…

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Sunny rolled his eyes, “Ooo for God sakes man you really think I would yell if someone else was here?!” Sunny said annoyed then scolded. “Calm down so we can be smart about this!”

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"I cannot believe I let this happen..." Emile was half a heartbeat away from losing it completely. His chest was heaving, his eyes were wide, pupils blown until his eyes looked black. "Gris...Gris...what must he be doing even now..."

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“…..emile..!….emile!…..Emile!! Wake up! God dam it!” Sunny grunted struggling at his chains. Emile slowly awokein an old underground factory or sewer. A drip of something hit Emile. “COME ON! I’m running out of spit here!” He growled in frustration starting to mumbled to himself. As Emile came to his senses to find that he was completely naked and chained and so was Sunny.

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It took a while for anything to pierce that thick, drugged haze. but when it did, the darkness fell away as though someone had snatched a thick blanket off him. Blinking against a massive, splitting headache, the Spy looked around groggily.

What had happened? He couldn’t remember now. Sunny had come by to drop off some gifts…and then…what? Slowly he realized Sunny was, in fact, in the room with him. Both of them were naked…chained up…where was Gray? 

It must have been a hell of a night…

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“GOD DAME IT EMILE WAKE UP!” Sunny screamed at the top of his lungs out of frustration, pulling at his chains in vain.

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Emile shook his head, trying to think. Trying to figure out...

Everything fell into place and the Spy slammed tight against his bonds as he realized where he must be...or at least, who he was currently a 'guest' of.

"WHERE IS HE?!" There was no need to ask who he was. The hatred in Emile's eyes, the slight froth at the edges of his mouth told Sunny easily that the man wasn't talking about his lover. The Spy, too, was trying to get loose, but with no more luck than Sunny...

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“…..emile..!….emile!…..Emile!! Wake up! God dam it!” Sunny grunted struggling at his chains. Emile slowly awokein an old underground factory or sewer. A drip of something hit Emile. “COME ON! I’m running out of spit here!” He growled in frustration starting to mumbled to himself. As Emile came to his senses to find that he was completely naked and chained and so was Sunny.

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It took a while for anything to pierce that thick, drugged haze. but when it did, the darkness fell away as though someone had snatched a thick blanket off him. Blinking against a massive, splitting headache, the Spy looked around groggily.

What had happened? He couldn't remember now. Sunny had come by to drop off some gifts...and then...what? Slowly he realized Sunny was, in fact, in the room with him. Both of them were naked...chained up...where was Gray? 

It must have been a hell of a night...

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  Sunny got up with a grunt, “Don’t think that’s just all me! Gray was in on it too! I just added a few things.” He said with a sly remark. “Saying something along the lines as ‘needing various size plugs so he can tack you’ Or something like that.” Sunny licked his lips as he got up. “But if you want me to help warm your bed I’m Game.” Sunny suddenly remembered something and headed over to the liquor cabinet again pulling out a wine glass. “You forgot this at the tower! But me as your gallant knight I saved it for you.” He wrestled through the bag and pulled out the wine botte that was left at the Eiffel tower.

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Emile licked his lips. He really had planned on not drinking anymore. But Gray was asleep, so it wasn’t like he’d be drinking in front of him. And it would be almost criminal to refuse to at least partake in some of such a fine wine.

"Just one," he said finally, taking the glass from Sunny and letting him fill it with the rich, red liquid. "It’s too early for more, anyway."

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Sunny shook his head as he filled the wine glass with a chuckle. “Cheers?” He offered up to his almost empty scotch. “And it’s only early if he preceded as early.” He offered up as a excuse.

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"That is a very dangerous attitude," Emile said with a soft chuckle. HE touched his glass to Sunny’s, sitting down in the chair across from him and taking a while to enjoy the fragrance before having a few sips. The conversation carried on, at least until Emile found his concentration lagging. He hadn’t been this tired when he got up this morning…had he?” Blinking groggily, he looked over at Sunny as though the man might be able to explain…

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“Are you ok?” Sunny got up concern taking Emile’s wineglass from his hands. “You look almost drug?!” He said surprise examining the wine glass. A wicked smile crossed his face as he tilted his head in innocently looking at Emile saying, “Well I guess that is because you are.” He chuckled as he gathered up any evidence. “You know I realized something I was going about it all wrong. You know? You helped me with that. But now I think…. I truly think I’ll have him.” His words were thoughtful almost reminiscing. “It’s because of you…. Pet that I will finally have him.” He smiled down at Emile and kissed his four head. “Now sleep you will be at your new home soon.” His words were reassuring.

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"I..." He was having trouble stringing words together. The room was tilting and he felt like he was going over with it. As 'Sunny' continued on, the cold that wormed its way into Emile's chest to freeze his heart had nothing to do with the drug he'd been given. His limbs wouldn't respond; not even any adrenaline was kicking in at the sudden realization. "No...no...you bastard...no...Gris..." In his mind the name was a scream. In reality it was little more than an exhalation before he lost consciousness completely.

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  Sunny got up with a grunt, “Don’t think that’s just all me! Gray was in on it too! I just added a few things.” He said with a sly remark. “Saying something along the lines as ‘needing various size plugs so he can tack you’ Or something like that.” Sunny licked his lips as he got up. “But if you want me to help warm your bed I’m Game.” Sunny suddenly remembered something and headed over to the liquor cabinet again pulling out a wine glass. “You forgot this at the tower! But me as your gallant knight I saved it for you.” He wrestled through the bag and pulled out the wine botte that was left at the Eiffel tower.

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Emile licked his lips. He really had planned on not drinking anymore. But Gray was asleep, so it wasn’t like he’d be drinking in front of him. And it would be almost criminal to refuse to at least partake in some of such a fine wine.

"Just one," he said finally, taking the glass from Sunny and letting him fill it with the rich, red liquid. "It’s too early for more, anyway."

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Sunny shook his head as he filled the wine glass with a chuckle. “Cheers?” He offered up to his almost empty scotch. “And it’s only early if he preceded as early.” He offered up as a excuse.

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"That is a very dangerous attitude," Emile said with a soft chuckle. HE touched his glass to Sunny's, sitting down in the chair across from him and taking a while to enjoy the fragrance before having a few sips. The conversation carried on, at least until Emile found his concentration lagging. He hadn't been this tired when he got up this morning...had he?" Blinking groggily, he looked over at Sunny as though the man might be able to explain...

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  Sunny got up with a grunt, “Don’t think that’s just all me! Gray was in on it too! I just added a few things.” He said with a sly remark. “Saying something along the lines as ‘needing various size plugs so he can tack you’ Or something like that.” Sunny licked his lips as he got up. “But if you want me to help warm your bed I’m Game.” Sunny suddenly remembered something and headed over to the liquor cabinet again pulling out a wine glass. “You forgot this at the tower! But me as your gallant knight I saved it for you.” He wrestled through the bag and pulled out the wine botte that was left at the Eiffel tower.

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Emile licked his lips. He really had planned on not drinking anymore. But Gray was asleep, so it wasn't like he'd be drinking in front of him. And it would be almost criminal to refuse to at least partake in some of such a fine wine.

"Just one," he said finally, taking the glass from Sunny and letting him fill it with the rich, red liquid. "It's too early for more, anyway."

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Sunny chuckled as he sipped at the Scotch. “Everyone’s got their ways.” Sunny winked as he leaned into Emile looking over his shoulder. “Aaaa straight to the good one!” Sunny laughed.

The image was of a younger man that had not filled out yet, but still fairly attractive kneeling on the beach. His long black hair swayed in the ocean breeze as the rest stuck to his red wine covered skin. Wine was pouring from the bottle that he was holding while giving a rude gesture. The wine washed away the sand that peppered his belly and stained the white underwear, revealing what it was covering. He sneered with his blue eyes and sticking out his tongue at the viewer.

Sunny pointed to the background where there was a bunch of shapes and colors blurred. “Those guys were so ticked behind him. Getting their asses handed to them by this brat.”

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"Is that…?" He hadn’t become a Spy by not being able to make connections. And there really wasn’t much other reason for Sunny to show him this. But…

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Throwing an arm around Emile’s shoulder, “Why else do you think he’s going to kill me?” Sunny pointed out, finishing up his Scotch. “Gaaa I’m getting another. You sure you don’t want any?” Sunny offered up again. “If you have any questions you might as well ask before Gray gets up. He will destroy it as soon as he sees it. He has been trying to get rid of every copy out there since he sobered up. It doesn’t help that it got reprinted three or four times.” Sunny chuckled at that he sipped on his new glass.

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Emile smiled, though he only lifted his shoulder in a shrug when Sunny mentioned questions. “We were all young, once.” But he had much fewer reservations now about enjoying the eyeful on the page in front of him. “I just have never seen him so…” Here words failed him, a bit. Vulnerable certainly wasn’t right. “…so unguarded.”

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Sunny snorted as he slumped into the chair. “Hahahaha! Gray had a large chip on his shoulder back then, a mile-long. It didn’t matter who you were he would try to take you down a peg if he felt like it. He just didn’t give a ship: booze, a nice fuck, a fight or two, maybe some food and he was content on enjoying life.” Sunny sipped his drink again and chuckled more to himself, “Oh the things we used to do…. How much things have changed.” He held out his glass to Emile. “Cheers.”

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Emile deftly and neatly pulled the page out of the magazine and folded the photo, slipping it into the inside pocket of his jacket. Something to remind him that Gray hadn't always had so much pain to bear. He looked over at Sunny and smiled, wryly.

"I assume you did have another reason for coming over...or did you just hope we'd see all those toys and ask you to join in again?"

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Sunny chuckled as he sipped at the Scotch. “Everyone’s got their ways.” Sunny winked as he leaned into Emile looking over his shoulder. “Aaaa straight to the good one!” Sunny laughed.

The image was of a younger man that had not filled out yet, but still fairly attractive kneeling on the beach. His long black hair swayed in the ocean breeze as the rest stuck to his red wine covered skin. Wine was pouring from the bottle that he was holding while giving a rude gesture. The wine washed away the sand that peppered his belly and stained the white underwear, revealing what it was covering. He sneered with his blue eyes and sticking out his tongue at the viewer.

Sunny pointed to the background where there was a bunch of shapes and colors blurred. “Those guys were so ticked behind him. Getting their asses handed to them by this brat.”

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"Is that…?" He hadn’t become a Spy by not being able to make connections. And there really wasn’t much other reason for Sunny to show him this. But…

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Throwing an arm around Emile’s shoulder, “Why else do you think he’s going to kill me?” Sunny pointed out, finishing up his Scotch. “Gaaa I’m getting another. You sure you don’t want any?” Sunny offered up again. “If you have any questions you might as well ask before Gray gets up. He will destroy it as soon as he sees it. He has been trying to get rid of every copy out there since he sobered up. It doesn’t help that it got reprinted three or four times.” Sunny chuckled at that he sipped on his new glass.

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Emile smiled, though he only lifted his shoulder in a shrug when Sunny mentioned questions. "We were all young, once." But he had much fewer reservations now about enjoying the eyeful on the page in front of him. "I just have never seen him so..." Here words failed him, a bit. Vulnerable certainly wasn't right. "...so unguarded."

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Sunny chuckled as he sipped at the Scotch. “Everyone’s got their ways.” Sunny winked as he leaned into Emile looking over his shoulder. “Aaaa straight to the good one!” Sunny laughed.

The image was of a younger man that had not filled out yet, but still fairly attractive kneeling on the beach. His long black hair swayed in the ocean breeze as the rest stuck to his red wine covered skin. Wine was pouring from the bottle that he was holding while giving a rude gesture. The wine washed away the sand that peppered his belly and stained the white underwear, revealing what it was covering. He sneered with his blue eyes and sticking out his tongue at the viewer.

Sunny pointed to the background where there was a bunch of shapes and colors blurred. “Those guys were so ticked behind him. Getting their asses handed to them by this brat.”

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"Is that...?" He hadn't become a Spy by not being able to make connections. And there really wasn't much other reason for Sunny to show him this. But...

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  Gray stroked Emile his twitches and spasms making him harder inside Emile fully. “Oooooo Emile….” Gray breathed out as he started to move savagely against Emile.  “I want you. Let me pleasure you in the ways I know how…” He breathed out as he slowed down. “Caress you, or scar you… tell me what you want and I will do it. for you anything…”

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The next morning Emile couldn’t bring himself to wake Gray as early as he usually got up. He left his love lying in the tangled bedsheets while he went about his own morning routine. Only after he was groomed and dressed did he sit back down on the edge of the bed, lean over and plant a soft kiss on Gray’s cheek. “Good morning, petit.”

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Gray’s lips murmured over the drool saturated pillow that he was sleeping on after the kiss. On the second kiss Gray buried his face into the pillow. With a Huff and his face to the other side he was sound asleep again. Gray was exhausted, he would never say it, but it was evident after a while with their love making last night. Gray just fell completely asleep during one of their cuddle sessions.

The doorbell rang, “Bing! Dong! I’m coming in!” Sunny chuckled as he walked in before anyone could answer. “Owh! This is heavy!” He grunted as he put a large basket on the first available surface. “Come on I come bringing gifts!” He yelled out in search for the two lovebirds.

Gray just made a soft grunt in his sleep but did not make any recognition of their visitor.

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Emile laughed softly and stroked Gray’s hair. “Just sleep, then, petit. Rest as long as you need to.”

Sunny’s commotion interrupted the Spy’s thoughts and he flinched, quickly getting to his feet and leaving the bedroom for the main room of the suite. He made a ‘shhh’ gesture at Sunny, going over to help him with the basket.

"Quiet…Gris is still sleeping…"

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Sunny chuckled as he explained, “That’s not surprising, I don’t think he slept really the last three weeks.” He put the basket down filled with all sorts of toys for the bedroom. “But I think you can start planning what to do with all this.” He said with a wink. “Oooo yay! Take a look at this. Gray would kill me if he know I gave this to you but hey it will be worth it after the stunt he pulled last night on me!” Sunny chuckled as he handed a old exotic magazine to Emile a few sticky notes poking out. Sunny went over to the open bar and offered a drink to Emile.

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The Spy raised one eyebrow at the basket of toys, and the other at the magazine. He would have shrugged off the latter, but it was old enough that he was pretty sure Sunny wasn't showing it to him just for its intended purpose.

"How did you get out, at that? I mean, I rather figured they'd find you and cart you off to jail for a night, at least." Emile flipped open the magazine, letting it fall open to the pages that were marked.