#alecwinthrop

[deanllove]

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     Dean was definitely asking for a bruising and he could already hear his manager screaming at him but screw it. No going back now. “ Well I’m no professional so just avoiding messing up my face, yeah ? ” The actor was far from a professional but he had received professional training for a couple roles he had taken and boxing itself was just a fun way for him to stay in shape so he was no inexperienced lightweight either. “ Ready ? ” He asked, walking towards a training mat as he finished readjusting his straps.

[atreuschloros]

Alec had found Marcus attractive ever since he'd seen him during the islands opening event, but he'd been so focused on work that he had sought him out to introduce himself yet. Tonight would be the night though that he'd at least get that introduction he'd been wanting, and sure enough the time had came when Marcus was alone for a few moments. Alec made his way over, fidgeting with the coin that was in his hand, "looking good tonight, Sir, spare a kiss for a coin?"

Even though he hadn’t spoken to the man at all, he had seen him at the opening event for the island, he knew he was very attracted to him, he was absolutely gorgeous, easily top five hottest people here on the island. So to say he was very pleased when Alec came up to him and offered him a  coin for a kiss would be an understatement. “Why thank you, handsome, looking good yourself. It’d be my pleasure.” Marcus took a  few steps towards Alec, hand pressing against the back of his neck and pulled him in for a rough, messy kiss. || @alecwinthrop

[emmethills]

Alec hadn't met this new guy yet, but he'd heard a few rumors about him that had him interested. There was just something about him that Alec couldn't figure out without getting to know him himself, so there Alec went over to the client when he saw him alone for a moment. "How's it going? You look a little nervous, how about a kiss to break the ice?" He asked, a grin playing over his lips as he lifted a token out between them.

@alecwinthrop

With everyone already in a rush to trade coins, men kissing and more commencing everywhere, Emmet once again felt way in over his head at the island. Clearly everyone else were very shameless, something he was getting a little more used to day by day. But due to his own reluctance, it susprised him, when another young handsome man spoke to him. "It's that obvious, isn't it?" Emmet tried to laugh, but it came out a little too dry. Why would such a handsome guy even want to kiss him in the first place? Hesitantly, he accept the coin, giving a nod. "Uhm, sure." Nervousness stil present in his actions,the client gently placed his hand on the side of Alec's face and leaned in to kiss him, soft, sweet and perhaps a little too brief.

[silasxduran]

Alec stood before Silas, a mischievous grin spread over his lips, as he held his hand out, palm facing up with a shiny gold token sitting there. "How about a token for a kiss?" He asked, looking the other up and down admiring his outfit.

Silas tilted his head, looking down at the token in the other's palm. As if he needed anything other than his presence to earn a kiss from him. They'd shared far more than that in the past. "If you insist." The Frenchman teased, plucking the coin from his hand and lifted onto the balls of his feet to kiss Alec. Not just a simple kiss either. A fingers in his hair, body pressed to his, plenty of tongue kind of kiss. And then he rocked back again and reached into his pocket for a coin of his own. "This one is for you." He smiled. "For later."

[patrickxpearson]

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Location: Beach It was charity. What other reason did Patrick need to attend an auction and find himself ‘buying’ some quality time with a staff member - when all of them were available to him with a mere call? It was for charity – something that Patrick hoped to make him feel better about himself when deep down he was feeling… not so great. Being away from Alexander thorn his insides apart, a constant feeling of longing keeping him company ever since that argument at the King’s house. He didn’t like sleeping alone. He missed Alex spooning him from behind and waking up to his smile every morning – but while he was not as well educated as Alex, Thomas or even Steven Blackwell, Patrick had eyes. He wasn’t stupid. There were unresolved issues between Alex and Steven and while a part of him felt bad for putting a pause on what he had with the King so that he had the chance to figure out what was going on with his ex-fiancee… another part of him was already preparing for the worst. What chances did he stand against a man that Alex was going to get married in the past? Their actual relationship was still fresh… there was no way he could compete against memories of years together. But as long as Alex would be happy… He would also be happy?

Patrick sighed as he stepped onto the beach as the sun began to set on the horizon. It was still warm but not as hot as it had been hours prior and to him, what better time of day to meet the staff he had won at the auction? He had met Alec before and he was happy that he managed to buy the time with someone he was already familiar with rather than a complete stranger. He had texted Alec earlier for the other man to meet him at the beach during sunset – and all he needed to do now was wait… while praying that the ice creams he had bought for them wouldn’t melt before Alec arrived. Honestly… all he wanted was to give Alec his ice cream and thank him for being such a good sport, kiss him on the cheek and send him home. Not only was Patrick aware of how it felt sometimes for a staff to be forced to be with someone they didn’t want to be with but he also wasn’t feeling his usually happy, go-lucky self. If anything… he was feeling his rage and aggression bubbling on the inside. Angry at himself, at Alex, at Steven… at the whole fucking world. Sure, he lied and cheated on people for information but he had never actually hurt anyone. His morals weren’t exactly noble or worth following but not everything about that world was fair. So why was life being such a bitch? He had finally found someone he loved and it was now being taken away from him. How was that fair? Should he be more like the Blackwell and the King’s? Ruthless? Unforgiving? Care about nothing but himself? If that was the answer… what other choice did he have?

[silasxduran]

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This place was intense in its very nature. Silas had yet to shake the feeling since stepping off the boat. Even after unpacking his things and wandering around the island for a while, he needed a breather. It wouldn’t have shocked him to see someone he knew marginally at a place like this. He’d mingled with the elite his whole life. But running into someone that he knew rather well… that only added to the mythical feeling of this place. Especially given who it was. Sitting outside in a nice shady spot, he watched from afar as Alec left the gym, trying to convince himself for a moment that it couldn’t possibly be him. But no, it was definitely him. Silas couldn’t forget someone like that. It was just odd, is all. The Alec he’d known was younger and so unsure of himself, no matter the confident persona he fronted to the masses. They hadn’t seen one another in years but it was hard to mistake a face that lived in his private collection of photographs.

“Pardon me.” He called out to him, a soft French accent clinging to his words, refusing to be kicked out entirely by his years in America. Standing, he sauntered closer. “Aren’t you Alec Winthrop? The MMA champion?” Silas spoke as if they hadn’t known each other inside and out. Part of him was curious if Alec would recognize him in return. Surely he was memorable. “No, impossible.” He removed his sunglasses and tucked one end between his lips, studying Alec with his eyes as a smirk worked its way across his features. “I must be having some jet lag induced wet dream to be seeing you on this island, of all places. You can’t possibly be him. Forgive me.” And he actually turned on his heel as if he would walk away. Ever the one to play games.