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Perdition

Bryan strokes his fingers up and down Robert's arm. He's going to enjoy this while it lasts, the quiet peace with his lover warm and heavy against him.

He's not religious, doesn't believe in God, but after growing up within Biovolt the concept of Hell is well and alive and after the things he's been forced to do, he knows perdition is his fate.

Closing his eyes Bryan sighs. If Hell is real he's accepted it as his due.

Robert shifts against him. "I can hear you thinking."

Bryan gently squeezes his lover's arm. "Thinking about what comes after, when we're dead and in the ground."

"Rather morbid, especially for the time of night." Robert rests his hand over the strong beat of his lover's heart. "I Know what you think is going to happen."

Bryan manages to avoid laughing. "I doubt it." He dips his head to kiss the top of Robert's head. "I'll stop thinking since it seems to be bothering you."

Robert pinches his lover. "You aren't the demon you seem to think you are. Circumstances led you to your actions. Hell has no hold on you."

Bryan loves Robert but his lover is far too optimistic some days.

Incredible

Tanja rests her hand on Robert's shoulder, squeezing gently. "You know he didn't mean anything when he said it was incredible Bryan survived."

Robert pinches the bridge of his nose. "I know. It wasn't his words but the tone of his voice I took offense at."

Smiling Tanja doesn't move her hand from her son's shoulder. She loves how protective the two men are of each other and she wishes the two had found each other sooner. "Bryan in incredible."

"He is indeed." Robert can't help the smile his mother's words bring to him. His lover is without a doubt the most, intelligent, stubborn, and all around extraordinary men he knows and he isn't at all surprised Bryan had survived.

Tanja steps back. "I'm going to get coffee. Stay, in case we hear anything."

Once his mother is gone Robert slumps back in the chair, too tired to maintain perfect posture. It feels like it's been days since they entered the hospital and Robert wants information beyond the little the doctor gave them before going into surgery.

Scrubbing at his fact Robert sighs. He's incredibly lucky to have his lover and he wants to see him so bad it's almost a physical ache.

Holiday

Bryan loosens his tie and slips off his suit jacket. "Does every holiday require a party?"

Removing his signet ring Robert smiles. "No. I've been meaning to cut back on the number of parties but I always forget and the staff has gotten to the point where they just go ahead and set up everything unless told otherwise."

Working the buttons on his shirt free Bryan smirks. "At least their efficient."

"Gustav would die before being inefficient. I will let him know we won't be having our next holiday party."

Shrugging off his shirt Bryan moves to stand in Robert's space. "Are you going to survive one less party? Will you as a social creature survive?"

Robert rolls his eyes and drags his fingers over the taut plane of his lover's stomach. "Some days, I wonder why I keep you. I never enjoyed my parents' parties and now that I have control over the situation I find the thought of having less of them appealing."

Bryan kisses Robert. "We'll figure something out to do. Something with just the two of us."

Stretching up Robert nips at Bryan's jawline. I think I like your idea."

Hands on Robert's hips Bryan draws him close. "I knew you would see it that way."

Budget

"We have a budget?"

Bryan looks up from the ledger books. "Why the fuck do you think there wouldn't be a budget?"

Gustav sniffs, his gaze haughty. "Master Jurgen has allowed us an unlimited budget when we plan fetes."

Removing his glasses Bryan smirks at the older man. "Well that was when the last accountant was screwing Robert out of money. Now that I'm handling the money I want receipts and to know exactly what it's going towards."

Robert ducks his head to hide his smile as Gustave storms past him. He waits until he's sure the butler is out of earshot before approaching his lover. "You've become rather tightfisted with my money."

Bryan leans back in the chair and kicks his feet up on the desk. "I'm anal retentive about my accounting and I want to know where the money goes."

With a smile Robert perches on the edge of the desk next to his lover's feet. "Which is something I appreciate. With all the work my father put into it I would rather it didn't fold because I wasn't paying attention."

"That won't happen as long as I'm here. Everything has to have a budget or I won't approve it."

Irritated

"I find I'm growing irritated with you Johnathon."

Johnny folds his arms across his chest and frowns. "Why?"

Robert rolls his eyes. Johnny is one of his closest friends but his moment of pigheadedness are awe-inspiring. "Because I know you're the one spreading the rumours about Bryan."

Johnny opens his mouth before closing it and he looks down. "I don't want you getting hurt. People don't change like that."

Robert scrubs at his face. "I appreciate the concern but Bryan and I have everything under control. Cease with the rumour mongering before my irritation grows."

"I just want the best for you. No matter what you say I don't think Bryan is right."

Shaking his head Robert can't help but smile. Johnny's protective streak is a mile long and he really shouldn't be surprised this conversation is happening. "Your concern is duly noted. Shall we play some chess? It might help to ease my irritation at your heavy handedness."

Johnny pulls a face but grins. "Only because I learned a long time ago life is easier when you aren't mad at me."

Robert smiles. "At least you learned something when we were children."

Android

Bryan stares at the android in the corner of the room. "That thing is fucking creepy."

Robert laughs. "It's a good thing it's charging and can't hear you. I would hate for it to be upset and kill us in our sleep."

"I don't like that they decided it had to have it's eyes open when it changes. The blankness makes it seem like a soul sucking entity."

Smiling Robert pats his lover's knee. He completely agrees with his lover about the android but he seems to be dealing with it better than Bryan is. "Should it get it a sleep mask?"

Bryan rolls his eyes. "I've been a terrible influence on your sense of humour."

"I find my sense of humour quite liberated since we stated seeing each other. My family doesn't appreciate the change."

Smirking Bryan eyes the android. "That would explain why they gave us that thing."

"It's supposed to make it easier around the house."

Fingers tapping on the arm of the couch Bryan groans. "And instead it just makes a creepy topic of conversation."

Accustomed

Robert carefully traces his fingers around the dark spots on Bryan's fur. He's slowly becoming accustomed to his lover's alternate form, the lean clouded leopard. It helps that Bryan arches into his touch and he's never seen the massive canines capable of crushing a windpipe.

He drags his fingers over one of Bryan's ears and it twitches, making him smile. There's still a long way until he's completely comfortable with his lover's abilities. Even now, with Bryan half sprawled in his lap, long tail beating against the thick carpet he can still see the blood on Bryan's hands, the mangled body on the ground.

Bryan stands, towering over him and he panics for a moment, before his lover is leaning in, broad head butting against his chest. Letting out a slow breath Robert buries his fingers into the ruff around Bryan's neck. The fur is soft against his skin and he meets Bryan's gaze. "I do care for you and I'm trying not to let this be a problem."

A low growl echoes through Bryan's chest and Robert smiles at the sound. He knows Bryan has been worried how this will affect their relationship and he doesn't want to lose Bryan over this.

He'll become accustomed to this no matter what.