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Yes...no?
Who are you?
I'm really not good company...
"I bet I’ve had worse company before. Speak."
Nope, I really do not want to talk about it sweetheart.
I'm really not good company...
Right at this moment, so if you could just...
-waves hands- flutter away
You wanted my power, you have it. I am yours until I find who killed him and they drown with salt water in their veins. No one kills my son and walks away scot free.
...
Yes, well...
I doubt you want a job at Sable, dear nephew, so tell me... why the sudden interest?
Yes, well...
No, I promise you...
Andrei tilted his chin to allow Gray better access. It was a thick, clean, red thing that bobbed when he swallowed.
"Don’t like death? Sure, sure I guess. It’s like the- ‘game over’ screen at the end of the torture or chase."
"I don't like death, not one whit." Gray said with a shrug, leaning back and crossing his arms across his chest. "So, since we seem to get along so well, care for a coffee?"
No, I promise you...
Well, I’ve got this. Nasty thing, but he seemed to like it.
Fake fox fur? Isn’t that tacky? Why use fake skins when you can use the real thing? My baby likes bullets. Chains, whips, all that jazz, but there’s nothing wrong with good old fashioned sex.
Name’s Andrei.
"I like my skin whole too much to really like scarring." Gray said as he leaned forward a bit to get a closer look at the scar.
"I don't like death, it's faux or no go. Mine is all about dominance and power plays. Nah, vanilla is nice once and a while I must say. I'm a cuddler though."
No, I promise you...
Sweetheart, if I wanted to fuck you, you’d already be pressed against the ground with my cock buried deep inside of you. You flatter yourself, it’s not sexy, and my ass’s got an owner too. Initials and everything, wanna see?
You should be so lucky. Actually, yes. Mine just like collars. Fake fox fur is my favourite, you?
I'm Grayson, Gray to everyone who matters, Mr. Carswell to anyone who doesn't.
No, I promise you...
Prove it.
A) I need to prove nothing to you, B) my ass has an owner, sorry. I get the feeling you like to leave marks.
I bruise so very easily. -teasing grin-
No, I promise you...
That’s more than I needed to know.
It probably was. So what brings you to my doorstep, little puppy dog?
No, I promise you...
I seriously doubt that.
Nope, it's a promise.
No, I promise you...
Anything kinky you've done, I've done worse.
Don't sneak up on me like that.
Not well enough, as per usual. And you, brother? Invented a new spirit yet?
Mustn't make things too easy, dear sister. That just takes the fun out of it.
No. Not yet. My experiments have been both wonderful and disgusting. They have so many different types of drinks these days I'm having too much fun with trying everything already present to focus much on making anything new.
Don't sneak up on me like that.
You know how I hate surprises.
How goes... -waves hand- everything with you?
Don't sneak up on me like that.
Aw. Take away my fun, sister.