Pacey Evan Steward

Occupation: Overseer of the Assets +++ Age: 30 +++ Rentals: None +++ Claims: None +++ And then as if my had been replaced with gasoline, exploding, sending thousands upon thousands towards the trees, it's harder now than ever to express how much that means and I realize I've already been here once and now again. +++ I am the wind, I am the trees, I'm the saving sand. You speak about me sometimes but I never understand. The garden, the blind man, I hope you know and all the seams that you've undone you'll have to sew

[gaelxhoffman]

Inappropriate Touch || Si & Open

Silas jumped as his ass was touched. Regardless of whether or not it was an accident or not, the blonde was in his own world and, as usual, on guard. Quickly, he grabbed the other’s wrist instinctively. “Can I help you?”

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Pacey had just rounded a corner when he witnessed what seemed like trouble waiting to happen. He didn’t want to see Silas get hurt, didn’t want the guard that had come up behind him to get too handsy so before it could escalate, he stepped in. Like the good Samaritan he was. “Hey hey hey,” he offered, hands held up in surrender. “He’s just tired. He’s had a long shift and besides, I know you prefer well rested assets who can handle...all of that.” he said, gesturing to the man’s body. “I’ll take care of this one, okay?”  

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the-sacrificial-lamb:

The need to crawl completely into Pacey’s lap was ridiculously - embarrassingly - strong, but Ben managed to confine himself to only leaning most of the way into the man’s space, Turpentine utterly forgotten. Carefully he unclenched his fingers from the front of Pacey’s shirt and nodded, because nothing on the fucking planet would’ve made him happier in this moment than to be back in Pacey’s apartment again. To get out of the Commons and back to somewhere very familiar. Where he could breathe and relax and - perhaps, he hoped - be just as close to Pacey as he wanted.

Pacey chuckled as Ben moved forward, fingers finding the slim fit of his waist easily. It was familiar, like they’d done this a million times before and he wasn’t about to argue so long as the boy was okay with this. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured, looking up through thick lashes at the other, a satisfied smirk adorning his lips. He had nothing else to say after that, just leaned forward and pressed their mouths together in a quick kiss before pulling back, leaving just barely any space between the two of them. 

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hiddenjemsamuels:

Jem shut his eyes as the large hand fell against his torso. He sighed happily and worked diligently to keep himself from falling asleep. “Do you remember when I got really sick and you took care of me? You became my hero that day.” The blonde mumbled. “You told me a story and it was about you. Will you tell me another story?”

Pacey’s chest tightened at the mention of the memory, a soft smile pulling at the man’s lips. He continued to kiss along the side of his neck, fingertips stopping at the tops of the boy’s thighs. He was content to sit like this, content to bask in the warm water and the comfort that Jem offered him. There was definitely no where else he wanted to be in that moment. “I do,” he murmured. 

“Another story? Well...how about...” he thought shifting so that he could cradle the other between his legs a little easier, “You tell me a story this time. About you.” 

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hiddenjemsamuels:

Jem had started the water in the tub, making sure it was the perfect temperature as Pacey gathered all of the ingredients for a relaxing bath. He stripped the rest of his clothes off, taking a moment to enjoy the view of a naked Pacey before stepping into the bath and holding out his hand for the man to join him. “This is perfect, really.”

Pacey joined him a few moments later, stepping over the edge of the tub carefully before settling in behind the boy. His arms found their way around Jem’s torso and he hook his chin over his shoulder while he hummed in agreement and closed his eyes. “It is,” he murmured, splaying his fingers out along the asset’s lower belly.

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olivervincent-asset:

Oliver grinned over at the man. “I stayed here too. Mostly I helped in the hospital. I wheeled a cart around giving pain meds to some and water to others,” he told him. “I did something stupid too,” his gaze went to the bar, looking at the lines in the wood. “I was so angry at everything I went to the roof and I burned some forms. My mini-rebellion. Theo caught me, tried to strangle me. I spent a week in the basement in total darkness hearing the Italians scream for their lives.” His face went blank and his eyes glazed over as he tried to not hear those screams again.

Pacey sighed, looking down at the bar top as he nodded his head. A few of the assets had suffered similar fates, being strung up and forced to endure a week of punishment for their actions. Those who hadn’t made themselves useful, but Oliver’s was for something else entirely. He’d taken documents, important ones it seemed if he’d been sent to the basement. “Well, it’s over now, and hopefully we won’t have a repeat of that.” 

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caius--elsaeid:

“Yeah, I figured that’s something we could do. for him, until he gets everything figured out,” what exactly he meant by that, he couldn’t be sure. “We could get ‘em out of here when he needs it.”

That’s all Pacey ever wanted for Ben, was to keep him safe and he’d failed the first time. He’d even gone as far as begging Bellamy to lessen whatever punishment would be handed out. It hadn’t worked, and now here they were. “Just gotta keep him away from the worst of them. We can’t do it all the time thought or Bellamy’s going to notice something.” 

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hiddenjemsamuels:

Jem’s eyes lit up at the offer. They basically lit up at anything Pacey said now but this was something new. “Of course. I want to do anything with you.” He teased lightly. “That sounds amazing. I love cheesy.” If that wasn’t obvious enough. He was already moving out of the bed and tugging the man with him. 

Pacey let Jem lead the way and once they were in the bathroom, the overseer parted with a quick kiss to grab a few candles he had stashed around the apartment. He set them in a perfect line along the tub before he was removing the last of his clothing that Jem hadn’t already taken care off. He pressed a button on a small remote and quiet music played from the living room, loud enough that they could hear. “C’mon then, in you go.” 

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runfastemery:

Emery kept his sheepish grin and shrugged. “Then I’d land in the basement, add a few more scars to the collection and then I’d come back up here and get fucked some more. But at least I’d get to laugh some.”

The overseer should have expected that, but he sighed closed his eyes ready to get the egg off of his head now. “I’m going up to my suite, if you don’t mind.” he explained, stepping around Emery and heading to the elevator to call it back to the floor they were standing on. “Stay out of trouble, Emery” 

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olivervincent-asset:

Oliver chuckled and gave a shrug. “Yeah, but you don’t realize how much you miss those things that make you mad when you can’t have them anymore.” He sighed softly before looking over at the man. “It is good to see you again. I was worried about you during the fighting.”

Pacey couldn’t help but chuckle in return, shaking his head back and forth at the thought. “Worried about me?” he asked, fingers playing with the cold glass beneath them. “I stayed back here, keeping track of everyone that wasn’t required to fight.” he explained, blue eyes watching the asset’s face. “I was safe. I’m glad to see you made it back in one piece as well” 

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runfastemery:

Emery really held nothing against Pacey. He might go so far as to actually say he liked the man. Which is why when this whole thing happened a pang of guilt hit him. It was after he laughed at how ridiculous the well-kept overseer looked with egg dripping down his head. But it eventually hit.

Sliding down from the roof he moved to the other and gained his sheeish look. “I didn’t know you’d be walking out.” He murmured. “Sorry?”

Pacey closed his eyes and once again wiped away the egg that continued to drip down from his face. “Sorry?” he asked, managing to keep the annoyance out of his voice, “You’re going to get yourself in trouble, Emery. Had you dropped it on someone else they could report you. Good thing I’m not going to.” 

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olivervincent-asset:

Oliver gave a nod as he sat there. “I am a little bummed I can’t be taken out when someone rents me. I’d love a date-like night with a few of the associates here,” he said with a chuckle and a wink. “Now we gotta order in.”

Pacey laughed softly, though there was really nothing humorous about the situation. “Well that’s not so bad, right. You dont’ have to get all dressed up, no rides through crazy New York traffic.” 

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caius--elsaeid:

“Yeah, I know I would. But, like, I don’t want ‘em in here any more than they wanna be in here. I give it a week before some of the C listers start breaking shit for the hell of it,” he said. Then, his mind turning to a specific C-Lister. “Have you talk to him lately, by the way?”

Ben was an inevitable conversation for them so when Caius finally brought it up, it hadn’t taken him by surprise. “Yeah I have,” he said, giving a short nod of his head. “He seems okay with it, other then needing a break every once in a while, but when I spoke with him, he’d mentioned getting rented to escape for a little bit.” 

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the-sacrificial-lamb:

Ben eased back, placated by the honesty in Pacey’s tone. He appreciated that, even after everything, the man was still ready and willing to go to bat on Ben’s behalf, he just couldn’t take the possibility of Pacey having to suffer anymore because of him. Living in the Commons was fine. As long as he could just finangle the occasional rental with someone he trusted to keep from going insane..

He was utterly distracted by the kiss, and again overwhelmed by the sudden reminder of how much he wanted Pacey. Wanted to be near him. The added mention of the very thing he wanted next-most in life practically made him gasp, and the fingers that had at some point made their way to the front of Pacey’s shirt clenched a little into the fabric. “Yes.. Yes, please. I- I don’t mean to sound desperate or anything, it’s just.. a break from this place would be– I- I’m not sure I can even explain..” Ben hauled himself a little closer, apologizing softly under his breath when his movements finally disturbed Turpentine enough that she rolled out of his lap with a huff to lounge nearby on the mattress instead. “Please, Pace..”

Pacey wasn’t sure what Ben was begging for anymore, but without the puppy between them, he had the freedom to bring his palms to rest at the boy’s waist. He turned blue eyes upwards, watching the asset’s face for a moment before letting his smile grow. “Of course,” he murmured, not bothering to speak louder than a whisper at this point. There was no need, not when they were so close already and he didn’t want to disturb the peaceful little atmosphere that had surrounded them. 

“You don’t sound desperate,” he added as an afterthought, “And even if you did, who wouldn’t be after spending their time down here.” Pacey knew better than to talk like that in such an open space, knew that speaking ill of whatever plan the MacNamara’s had could only end horribly for him, but he couldn’t help it. Ben had made a mistake, one that had been resolved, so to speak, by keeping the boy in the basement for months. He’d been tortured and hurt and Pacey didn’t see a point to punishing him any further. “I can go fill out the paper work and then we can go head upstairs if you’d like.” 

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alexander-kennedy:

Alex watched as well as the kid took off, frowning a little.  Even though the guy had pointed a gun right in his face, Alex still wasn’t really fond of the idea of him being ‘dealt with’ and the asset didn’t want to think of what exactly could happen to the kid.

He turned his attention back to Pacey, rubbing a hand along the back of his neck while he eyed the gun in the overseer’s hand.  They made him nervous, which was probably a bit ridiculous considering where he was.  “Oh, he would.  Which is why I’m hoping that kid doesn’t start saying anything.  Gunner worries about me enough as it is, even though my job here normally isn’t that bad.”  He glanced over to where the kid had taken off.  “I was gonna make a grab for his gun, but – y’know – thought that might be a bad idea.  I can just imagine how Gunner would be if I got shot.”

Pacey didn’t want to linger on the idea of trying to convince Gunner not to hunt down the little shit who shot Alex. He knew it wouldn’t end well, that nothing good would come from it had this situation escalated further. He was just glad that he had gotten here on time to stop anything worse from happening. 

“So when you go home tonight,” he started, a small smile on his face, “You’re going to tell him that today was uneventful and nothing excited happened. Except...” he stopped running a hand through his blond hair as he sighed, “Bellamy watches these cameras, Gunner is pretty close to the MacNamara’s...maybe it’s best...to tell him?” 

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the-sacrificial-lamb:

Ben almost wished Pacey would do more than just hold him close. Every second they spent like this was making Ben realize, to his own mild surprise, just how much he really wanted from this man. Since coming out of the basement, he’d noticed that he didn’t really seem to experience things like sexual attraction the same way that he used to. Good looks didn’t mean much in a place like this, unless they worked to your disadvantage by drawing attention. He’d always found Pacey attractive before, but he had such a more intense appreciation for him now, because he made Ben feel safe. Feeling safe like this was an amazing luxury, one that allowed other things, like physical need, to finally start to return to the surface again.

They were in public though. And there was Turpentine to think about. Ben gave an almost imperceptible sigh as he leaned a little more into Pacey’s arms, loving his touch and wishing he could ask for more. He frowned a little though, and reluctantly raised his head to look Pacey in the eyes. “No, it’s really okay.. Don’t say anything, Pace, please. I don’t want you to get in any trouble. If you want to do something- how about just a rental? I’d love to come see you for a while, I just don’t want you to be on anyone’s radar more than you are.”

Pacey’s eyes lingered on the boy’s face as he tilted his head so he could watch him. He wanted to do everything he could for this boy, wanted to give him the world and then some, but it was difficult in a place like this. He couldn’t just spoil him rotten without showing favoritism, and while that didn’t usually bother the overseer, he was supposed to laying low. However, he wasn’t about to let the boy suffer when he’d been doing so well. “I won’t say a word.” he promised. 

And he wouldn’t...say a word about about Ben being the one who needed the medicine. While lying was usually frowned upon, he wasn’t above doing it to help Ben out. 

Finally, the rest of the boy’s words settled in and Pacey’s lips turned up at the corners as he hooked his fingers beneath the asset’s chin. He leaned down and slowly, enough so that Ben could pull away if he desired, closed the distance between them to press a gentle kiss to the boy’s lips. “You want to be rented?” he asked in a hushed whisper. “I can do that...you’d be allowed to do whatever in my suite and as long as you’re accompanied by me I could get you out in the courtyard for a little if you want.” 

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hiddenjemsamuels:

Jem chalked Pacey’s magical way of making him feel calmer to love and maybe that wasn’t right but in his mind it made sense. And everything was nice when he was in Pacey’s arms so he grinned up at the other and stole a kiss before the man could sigh too much. “Maybe, but I was probably paying too much attention to how attractive you are.” The blonde murmured as he let his fingers trace down the overseer’s sides.

The overseer gave a quick roll of his eyes as he leaned in and stole one more kiss before he was tugging Jem close again. “Do you wanna take a bath with me?” he asked, voice a quiet murmur as he dragged his fingers through blond hair, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “I’ll light some candles, turn some cheesy music on. It’ll be the perfect relaxation night.” he teased.

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runfastemery:

After spending the past week in what one could call intensive therapy, Emery was feeling better. Was he feeling great? No. But he never felt great. Now he felt like he had a weight lifted off of himself. 

So what was he doing? Sitting on top of the roof of the elevator shaft that allowed people to exit onto the building’s elevator waiting to hear a familiar ding so he could deposit one of the eggs in the two cartons next to him on the head of whoever stepped off. 

And there was the next ding and a fresh head which only had the blonde laughing once more as he heard the crack of fragile egg meeting head.

Lately, it seemed that it took very little to piss Pacey off. He knew why, he knew exactly why, but that didn’t mean he was about to admit that. 

Having just finished another meeting on these new security clearances, Pacey was ready to go back to his office, gather his things and close himself off to the rest of the world while he hid away in his suite. It was going to be him, his dog, a big bottle of wine, and the TV. No one was going to interrupt him. 

Or so he thought. 

He hadn’t been expecting the egg to hit him on the head so for a moment he continued to walk until his reflexes kicked and he stopped dead still just a step from beneath the awning that Emery had sat himself on. He touched his fingers to his forehead, the digits coming away dipped in egg yolk. 

“What the fuck,” he breathed, doing his best to keep himself calm as he turned and looked up. He didn’t say anything, just stared at the boy, blue eyes angry as he tried to keep himself in check.