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Gloved hands carefully opened the door to the Earl's office. Nervousness was written all over his face as he slowly entered the room. This day had been one that Gatto had both, looking forward to and feared, yet he knew that one day, he had to do this, for the sake of everyone. He had tried to go as long as possible without doing it, but the situation was getting more and more complicated with each day. When he stopped in front of D.M.'s desk, he didn't dare to look up to him, too scared to see his expression and his reaction. For a moment, he stays quiet, then takes a deep breath to finally talk. " Desrié... I have.... I have thought about it for a long time but.... I want to quit.... my job. I can't.... I can't continue to work for you... I'm... I'm really sorry.... but I'm quitting for your and my own safety... What... what we're doing is dangerous and.... I've already put myself and even you at risk... I.... I hope you understand... " His voice was shaking as he was talking. After he was done, he stood there in silence, still keeping his gaze at the ground and awaiting an answer from the other, hoping, that perhaps, he would understand it.

He could tell something was off with how Gatto entered his office, refusing to look him in the eye. Hands clasped tightly together in his lap, teeth grinding together as the other spoke. How disappointing. A dry laugh escaped him, "That's a cute joke," each word was sharp, meant to cut through his love and fill him with fear for suggesting such a thing. D.M. would be making sure the scientist went nowhere anytime soon.

Without warning, the Earl shot up from the chair, hand reaching out to firmly grasp the male's tie and pull him close, despite the desk between them. "Let me make myself very clear, you belong here, you belong to me, you aren't leaving this place or your job." Gatto was far too important, in many ways, and while this betrayal made him livid, if the other changed his mind and recounted what was said, he could find it within himself to forgive him... mostly.

"If you really care about us, our safety, you will stay and not revisit this silly idea," his free hand reached out, gently yet firmly guideing Gatto's chin to force his gaze up. "I understand this game I play, but if you don't I'll make it clear for you," a whispered threat with a burning stare.

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He sees D.M. in that awful clown costume and, without a warning, just opens a nearby window and starts to climb down-

They are a couple stories up in the manor, that was not a good idea. But he'll watch because he can play nurse when his dear Gatto falls and breaks something!

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❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

Funny, he didn't quite believe that considering the evidence he'd recently been gathering that contradicted such a bold statement. What a liar and stranger his love was becoming, but that didn't mean he couldn't have fun prior to exposing his dear Gatto's betrayal.

Hand reached out, firmly grasping the other's chin, not enough to leave a mark, but enough to sting, forcing the scientist's gaze on him. "Prove it," While he grinned, there was a dark and threatening tone to his own eyes and voice.

"Show me your undying love and loyalty and stay with me day and night, no contact with the outside world," he would gladly drag him into his own personal hell right this second.

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The scientist walked to the other before hesitating for a moment. He had seen how other couples were able to lift each other up and he wanted to try it too. Desiré didn't look like he was too heavy. He was taller, that was true, but it couldn't be this hard to lift him up. So Gatto carefully tried to lift him up, getting D.M. of the ground just for a bit before giving in and setting him down again, certainly not able to actually carry him as he had hoped. " ....................... " There was clear disappointment in his features as he pressed his lips together in a thin line. " you're...............too heavy...... "

Desire couldn't help but raise a brow, just what was his little kitty thinking? He simply allowed Gatto to do whatever his mind was set on, only to end up chuckling when the other's endevor failed. How adorable. It was too bad though, he would have loved to be carried around by the other, alas the scientist was too weak.

So instead, choosing to ignore that comment, D.M. scooped his lover up bridal style, a grin plastered on his features. "At least I can carry my little kitty all I want.~"

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Often times, Gatto was unable to fall asleep, finding himself wide awake and staring around. With Desiré around, however, he had a bit easier time falling asleep. This time, however, he was having a nightmare, turning in his sleep, whimpering and trying to hold on to something. It took a while before he finally woke up, his breath heavy as he instantly clung to Desiré, trying to not wake him up in the process. He needed comfort but at the same time he didn’t want to explain what had happened.

Desire had had an arm lazily slung across his lover's sleeping form, always enjoying keeping the other close when sharing a bed. However, this also meant he could feel just how Gatto tossed and turned during what he could only assume to be a nightmare and it roused the Earl to consciousness.

He kept his eyes shut for the moment, at least until he could tell that the scientist had woken up. When he felt the other cling to him, D.M. pulled him as close as possible, keeping his arm tightly around his love. Tiredly, he tilted his head so as to press a soft kiss to Gatto's temple, hand rubbing circles on his back.

For now, he wouldn't ask any questions as he was happy enough to be seen as a source of comfort and safety, at least that's what he assumed, and would whisper, "It's okay."

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There was fear in Gatto’s eyes, his lips pressed together in a thin line as he kept his breath in. The anxiety was at an alltime high. He had known that the game he was playing was a dangerous one but he had meant to help in his own way, now, however, it seemed like it was all over. He knew that D.M. had slowly figured out that there was a traitor amongst them and now he probably knew who it was. Gatto’s gaze was on the paper in D.M.’s hand, the one that had a cat doodle on it and some information that he had written down previously. Without saying much, Gatto slowly started to back off, away from the Earl, his gaze never leaving him, though. “ This is… not what it looks like… “

Since the moment he knew someone was leaking information, he'd been setting traps to catch the little scoundral responsible. He'd narrowed down the possible suspects and finally came to know who the traitor was. Desire was certainly disappointed it was his little kitty in the lab, but naughty pets needed punishment.

Now he stood in front of Gatto, slip of paper between his fingers, something that told everything he needed to know, especially with that little signature. Who else would sign with a cat face?

"Then why are you backing away?" He cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice, taking a careful step towards the scientist. Poor Gatto would not get away so easily. "You really should have played this little game a bit smarter, you've lost greatly," voice turned from sweet to dark and venomous.

This wasn't a game he had signed up for or anticipated, and of course, someone he had held close just had to betray him. No matter, he would fix it.

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cont from x

A pleased hum escaped his lips as the other let him have his fun and stopped struggling to leave him. He nuzzled his nose into those soft and slightly longer locks, taking in a deep breath, chuckling softly at the comment.

However, the next one, muttered ever so softly, had his eyes snapping open. Yes part of him missed cuddling such a body type, but he wouldn't say he was more attracted to one over another. Desire took a moment to shift them so he was looking Gatto in the eyes to try and stave off his fears.

"My dear, I love you in all forms, I don't prefer you this way, so please don't fret. I just know this body won't last long and I want to drink it up while I can. Can't let it go to waste after all.~"

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@silentrcbel inquired: ❛ umm, is this seat taken ? ❜ for Eternal Flower Emily

⁕| First Meeting Prompts |⁕

Turquoise orbs glanced up when she was addressed. Lydia didn't think the bus would be so full, so she had placed her bag in the seat next to her just so it wouldn't be in the way--and perhaps to keep strangers from sitting beside her. The last thing she wanted was for a stranger on the bus to engage in a bothersome conversation with her...

But this man didn't seem like that sort. His voice was more quiet than most others. Perhaps she had nothing to worry about.

"No, you can sit here," the taxidermist replied as she moved her bag out of the chair and into her lap. What a curious sort of man... He seemed like a scientist with that white coat of his. But she wouldn't press him for information about himself.