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     “      GET  RID  OF  YOUR  WALKING  SEX  DOLLS,      then  maybe  i  will  give  ya  what  you  really  want,      ”      he  ordered,  not  giving  her  any  attention  just  yet,  back  leaning  against  the  wall  as  he  pretends  to  be  more  interested  at  some  of  the  dirt  under  his  nails.      giving  her  the  attention  is  what  she  wants,  a  way  to  stay  in      POWER      is  to  not  give  her  his  attention  from  the  moment  she  walks  up,  even  if  it  was  difficult  to  try  and  ignore  her.      amber  sweet  was  under  his  skin  and  she  knew  it.      fucking  hell.      he  hated  her  but  he  needed  her  just  as  much  as  she  did  him.      but  then  he  had  to  remind  himself,  it  wasn’t  him  she  needed,  it  was  the  zydrate,      “      after  the  way  they  were  with  me  last  time,  i  don’t  want  them      ANYWHERE      near  me,      ”

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the largo family   ------   how he despised them all. of course   ,   barry knew he couldn’t be the only one who shared the same sentiment. when you are the face of a company that can give life   &   take it away just as easily   ,   it can be difficult to have a completely positive following. unfortunately for him   ,   he was one of the few who had the complete pleasure of working with them directly   ,   forever under contract to work as a repo man   &   collect the debts of those who cannot fulfill their payments. it truly is a thankless job   &   he was the one assigned to do so. lucky me. in addition to working under rotti largo   ,   it also meant that he would have to answer to his just as awful children   ,   doing whatever it was they wanted no matter how ridiculous the request. barry had originally planned to go home after having finished his assignments of the day   ,   but the minute he hears the faint echo of high heels clacking against the hard ground   ,   he groans. sure enough   ,   there she was   ------   amber fucking sweet   ,   leader of the zydrate support network   (   how ironic   ). she looked different   ,   but of course   ,   she always did. almost every single time they had met   ,   something about her has changed cosmetically. it’s no wonder why she was so addicted to zydrate.

❝   amber   ,   i was just about to go home.   ❞   tone is firm as he waits for her to fully approach him. even in her heels   ,   barry towers over her easily.   ❝   whatever it is you need i’m sure can be done by your man - candy guards.   ❞

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[clownwork-a]

@synthechick    asked    :    sits    on    seb    because    apparently    that's    a    thing    tonight   "  hey  ,  clown    daddy    pay    attention    to    me  "

SYLPH    FRAME    RESTS    UPON    LEGS    ;      lap    oh    so    usually    welcoming    to    such    advances   .     she’d    caught    him    on    a    good    day    ,    lucky    miss    sweet   .      he’d    find    something    along    the    lines    of    comfort    in    the    action    ,    rather    than    the    overwhelming    desire    to    drop    pretty    plastic    on    her    pretty    ass   .     skeletal    hands    were    quick    to    find    familiar    hips    with    ease    ,    AS    IF    IT    WHERE    THEY    BELONGED   .      he’d    hum    as    neck    craned    ,    leaning    back    to    get    a    better    look    at    her   .       head    tilted    ,    small    smile    revealed    but    rarely    saccharine   .

❝       RICH    DADDY    NOT    GIVIN’    Y’    WHAT    Y’    WANT   ?      ❞       he’d    guess    ,    but    no    ,    she    wasn’t    quite    whiny    enough    in    her    tone    alone    for    that    to    be    the    case   .     sharp    heels    would    be    stomping    into    the   ground    like    a    toddler    throwing    a    temper    tantrum    for    being    told    no   .    fingertips    dug    comfortably    into    sheath    attire    ,    INTO    THE    PERFECT    SKIN    BENEATH   .     he    gave    a    pull    to    bring    her    just    a    little    closer    ,    a    little    less    proximity    between    them   .        ❝       OR    IS    IT    JUST    MY    LUCKY    FUCKIN’    DAY   ?      ❞

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❛     that  .  .  .  is  not  mine.     ❜

@synthechick  !

[realitv]

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  It’s a broad, sweeping gesture to the chair before them; leaning back in their own and deadpan gaze does not falter. Viewers, I tell you now that if I’d known this side job would contribute to actual grey hairs, I’d have stayed far away. “Let me update you on our... Broadcast day; or have you been reading the papers, Miss Sweet?”

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