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Romantic Executions: Continued	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alright… this site is fucking up the spelling and grammar of this story every time I post. Rest assured that when I put the document in the ‘type box’ that it’s as perfect as I can get it. *Sigh* Hope you can understand what was meant.

Oh yeah… Property of Laurell K. Hamilton… not us. Bluh.
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Zane sighed, leaning against the counter. "Cher... I asked... but I can't move until they find a replacement... I'm sorry. And you were fine with this when I started-"

Cherry pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. "I was fine with it, but you didn't tell me you were getting groped."

He sighed. "Cherry... Cher... it wasn't like I asked them to. And I quit doing lap dances..."

"Doesn't seem to stop them, does it?" Cherry bit her lip harshly. Dammit. He was just... Her eyes stung, and she muffled a curse.

Zane dropped to his knees in front of her. "I'm sorry... don't cry Cher... you know that tears me up..."

She swallowed hard, "Trying not to. It's..." She sighed, "You promised me last year if any of them got fresh with you, you'd leave... But you didn't."

"Cher..." He smoothed her hair. "We needed the money."

She turned her head into his hand, unable to stop the tears from coming, "I know..."

He hugged her. "I'll quit... Fang be damned..." He kissed her temple, hearing a noise behind them.

Caleb froze in the doorway, "Dammit, sorry. Just coming in to get coffee..."

Cherry pressed her face into Zane's shoulder, waving for Caleb to get his coffee and go.

Zane sighed, nuzzling his mate. "Live here too, Cale." Zane bit his lip. "Know of any good, male dancers who don't mind a little tease?"

Caleb moved to the cabinets, grabbing a mug and setting it on the counter. "Um... Besides Nate?"

"Who doesn't already work at the club."

"Ah." Caleb watched Cherry try to suppress a sob, and shrugged, "Not really. I'm not bad, I guess, but it was just a bit of messing around in high school."

Zane smiled slowly. "How'd you like a good paying job?" He kissed Cherry's temple. "See? I'm trying Cher... Cale will help... if not... maybe Greg..."

"You suggest it to Greg and you're a dead man, Zane." Caleb said darkly, picking up the coffee pot.

Cherry sniffed, shutting her eyes. This sucked.

"Cherry... sweets... I'm trying..." Zane rubbed her back, his eyes pleading with Caleb.

Caleb bit back a sigh, pouring his coffee. "I'll talk with Greg about it. See if he doesn't mind me getting a job or anything..."

Zane smiled at him as he stood, picking up Cherry. "Now... let's cheer you up..."

Caleb leaned against the counter, watching them leave. Oh boy... How was he supposed to tell Gregory about this?

Gregory frowned as he came downstairs a moment later. "Cale?"

Caleb jumped, nearly spilling his coffee, "Yeah?"

Gregory blinked. "Sorry... didn't mean to scare you..."

"It's okay... I was just thinking." Caleb offered his lover a smile, taking a drink from his coffee and setting the mug down on the counter.

"Mmm... serious thoughts, huh?" Gregory smiled back, wrapping his arms around the other were.

Caleb sighed softly, resting his head on Gregory's shoulder, "You could say that."

"Mm. I did."

"I noticed." Caleb's lips quirked.

"Care to share, Cale?"

He swallowed, and began to explain the conversation he'd over heard between Zane and Cherry, and the request Zane had made.

Greg blinked. "Cherry was that upset? Hm... I can dance, sort of..."

Caleb's brow furrowed in a small scowl, "Nope. Mine." He wrapped his arms securely around his lover's waist.

Gregory blinked again. "Er... Caleb... isn't that... hypocritical?"

"Maybe."

"Really." He smiled, nipping Caleb's jaw.

Caleb smiled, "Mm... I told Zane I'd ask if you mind me getting a job..."

"Only if I get to watch."

Caleb chuckled, "Okay... I'll talk to Zane once he's through making Nursey feel better."

"Aahhhhh!"

Gregory rolled his eyes. "She's better."

Caleb grinned, "Yeah. Plug your ears or something, I'm going to yell."

Gregory laughed, covering his ears. "Yes sir."

"Hey Zane! Now that you're done up there, I need to talk to you!" Caleb's voice carried easily, and he smirked as a loud thump came from upstairs.

"Ow! Damn it, Cher!" Zane came down stairs, reeking of sex, and fully nude. "What?"

Caleb rolled his eyes, "Tell your fang-y boss you have a replacement."

Gregory slowly lowered his hands. "You owe me."

"You, why you, Greggy?"

"My lover's the one-"

"Getting onstage for your ass." Caleb finished.

Zane smirked. "Cher and I will come and tip you..."

"Don't even think of it, Zane."

Cherry came downstairs, Zane's t-shirt hardly hitting the top of her thighs, "What's going on?"

"Greg's letting his pet take my job."

Cherry blinked, "Really?"

"That's about right, yeah." Caleb rested his head against Gregory's.

Gregory smiled. "Mm."

Zane rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Can we go play, Cher?"

"After we get everything figured out."

Caleb blinked, "Now? Are you crazy?"

Cherry sighed, "Yes now, and no. I'm not."

Gregory sighed. "There goes my fun."

Zane sighed. "Can we shower first?"

Cherry bit back another sigh, "Fine... and you can get your fun in now, Greg, if you're quick."

Caleb rolled his eyes, "Yes Ma'am."

"No... because we'd need showers." Gregory pouted.

Zane shook his head. "Come on woman..."

Cherry started up the stairs, teasingly calling back, "But I just did..."

Zane blinked, then ran after her.

Gregory bit his lip. "Not fair."

Caleb sighed, "Yeah..."

Gregory nipped at his lover's jaw. "Smile?"

Caleb's lips quirked, though he tried to keep a straight face.

"So... Mr. I'm gonna be a stripper..." Gregory reached out... and jerked down Caleb's sweat pants before racing into the other room.

Caleb blinked, pulling up his pants and tearing after his lover, "I won't start for awhile, Mr. Lover of a Soon-to-be-Stripper!"

Gregory dodged behind the couch, sticking out his tongue. "Sure..."

Caleb skidded to a halt, grinning. "Well... if you really want me to start now..." He tugged off his shirt and tossed it at Gregory.

Gregory swallowed... then pulled the shirt over his own head. "Try again."

Caleb moved quietly around the couch, "What should go next then, if I'm to try again?"

"The... the pants?" Gregory backpedaled.

Caleb stalked towards him, easing his pants down his hips, "Like this?"

"I... Cale..."

Caleb smirked, pulling his pants back up and turning away, "But we haven't got time, so..."

Gregory growled. "You little-"

"Little? I'm not little." Caleb looked over his shoulder, still smirking, "Am I?"

Gregory crouched... and tackled the other man to the floor.

Caleb writhed under Gregory, "You...didn't answer my question..."

"Jerk." Gregory scowled. "Really."

Caleb trailed his finger down Gregory's scowl to his nose, "Sorry."

He sighed, resting his head on his lover's chest. "That was mean."

Caleb wrapped his arms around Gregory's waist, "Yes it was. You should probably spank me for it."

"We don't have time."

"Which is a pity."

Gregory sat up, straddling his lover. "Oh... I like this..."

Caleb blinked, hands sliding down to Gregory's thighs, "It's definitely a good position."

Gregory rocked his hips, feeling his pants tighten. "Lord... very good..."

Caleb swallowed, instantly glad for his loose sweatpants, "Mmhmm..."

Pulling off both shirts, Gregory leaned forward. "Time enough for...?"

Caleb raised a hand, sliding it down Gregory's chest, "God, yes... They can wait..."

Gregory gasped. "Cale..."

"Mm?" His palm brushed over Gregory's nipple, and he allowed his fingers to stroke the small nub.

"God... I... mm...." Gregory rocked his hips again.

Caleb groaned, rocking back, "We'll make the couch smell... kinda..."

"Not on couch..."

"Smell's infectious..." Caleb slid his hand down to the small piercing in his lover's otherwise unmarked skin.

"I... just want... touch me... you." Gregory bit his lip. "Damn... can't think..."

Caleb's lips quirked, "Noticed that..."

"Shut up..." Gregory leaned down, nipping him.

Caleb's eyes shut and he pressed into Gregory's mouth, "Shutting..."

Gregory kissed him softly, refusing to give him what he wanted.

Caleb whimpered, trying to coax Gregory's lips open with his tongue.

"No..." Gregory smiled. "Mine."

Caleb opened his eyes, swallowing, "That... mm..."

"Yes?"

"Pants are tight..." Indeed they were. Gregory's thighs were pinning them quite effectively, and there was now a large bulge in the stretched pants.

"So?" Gregory smirked, standing. "We're even-"

Caleb's eyes narrowed, and he struggled into a crouched position, "Are we?"

"Yes-" Gregory gave a muffled shout as he was tackled. "Ow."

Caleb pinned Gregory's hips under his own, "Ow?"

"Head hitting floor hurts..." Gregory swallowed.

Caleb brushed his lips over Gregory's, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Gregory smiled, kissing his lover back. "I like it when you get forceful..."

"Mm... good." Caleb smirked, covering Gregory's mouth with his.

Gregory parted his lips, wrapping his arms around the other were.

Caleb deepened the kiss, rocking his hips gently.

Gregory groaned.

"Oh... kinky... do it again!" Zane smirked, watching.

Caleb broke the kiss, resting his forehead against Gregory's, "Zane, fuck you."

Cherry shook her head, coming up next to her lover, "That's my job."

Zane cackled. "Get dressed, boys. We're ready."

Gregory pouted. "Not fair..."

Caleb sighed, standing slowly, "Do we get a shower, at least?"

"We haven't got time. Need to talk to Zane's boss.”

Zane shrugged, wrapping his arms around her as Gregory rolled to his feet, grabbing a shirt. "Cale... you should change out of your sweats for a job interview... no matter how sexy."

Caleb picked up the other shirt, grinning slightly, "Only if you help me, Greg."

"Mm... might manage that. Be down ASAP, Cherry."

Zane watched Gregory pull his lover upstairs.

Cherry sighed, "They're going to make us late."

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Caleb ran a hand through his hair, glancing around the club. Apparently they were early, as it was only seven fifteen. The place was, however, an anthill of activity. Tables were being set up, the bar was being wiped down, and there was the definite sound of filing coming from a room marked 'PA'.

"We want to talk with Aahz... then Fang." Zane smiled. "She might be cranky though... hates filing."

Gregory bit his lip, looking around as Nathaniel flipped himself upside down on the pole.

Caleb took Gregory's hand, nodding. "Okay."

Cherry smiled, watching a tall, blonde vampire pace with fluid steps.

Zane sighed, hurrying up to Aahz's door and knocking.

Gregory looked at Caleb. "This is..."

Caleb nodded again, squeezing his lover's hand. "Different. Probably a good thing I don't have stage fright."

Cherry looked over at the door as it opened.

Aahz sighed. "Yeah? Oh... Zane. What's up?" She blinked. "Whoa... is the entire Pard here?"

Gregory smiled, leaning into his lover.

Caleb shook his head, smiling slightly, "Nope. Just Zane-y the Ex Stripper, Nursey, Nate, Jess, Greg and I. Viv, Micah, and Laura aren't here." He grinned.

"Close enough." Aahz smiled. "Come in... don't have enough chairs but..." She shrugged, stepping back from the door. "What's up?"

Zane shrugged. "Cale's agreed to be stripper man so I can switch jobs... Cher doesn't like the groping.

Cherry scowled, "They're just lucky they've remained nameless." She growled.

Caleb rolled his eyes, moving into the office with Gregory.

Aahz bit her lip. "Well. I'm just... going to... get Jean-Claude. We'll need to see an audition first."

Zane nodded. "Kay."

Gregory bit his lip, watching her hurry into the hall.

Caleb shot a look at Zane, swallowing, "So, any suggestions, Fang-Boy?"

"Don't look so nervous. Just pretend you're doing it for Greg." Zane smirked.

"Can't jump the future boss when I'm done." Caleb pointed out, biting his lip.

Zane shrugged. "Greggy will take care of you after."

Gregory blushed slightly as Aahz started coming back down the hall.

Caleb looked down at the floor, unable to quell the pool of nerves within him. Okay. Gregory was here. If he just focused on his lover, he'd be fine. Hopefully.

Gregory wrapped his arms around him. "Cale... it'll be okay..."

Caleb took a shaky breath, nodding. "Hope so." He wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, resting his head on the other were's shoulder.

Greg nipped his jaw. "If you want out... I'll pull a jealous housewife, 'kay?"

Caleb smiled, "I'll be fine. Just job interview jitters."

"It's okay. Aahz is nice, remember?" Gregory smiled. "Gave us cookies."

"Oh yeah..." Caleb chuckled softly, "What about Jean-Claude though? He's-"

Gregory covered his lover's mouth with his, taking advantage of his parted lips.

"They'll come up for air in a minute, Aahz. Promise... always like this..." Zane's voice teased.

Caleb ignored him, focusing on Gregory. He met the other were's tongue with his own, taking comfort from his lover's familiar taste.

Cherry shook her head, smiling slightly. "They're just very much obsessed with each other, that's all."

Aahz smiled, glancing up at her lover. "Understandable."

Gregory sighed, stroking Caleb's back.

"Oui. It is a comforting thing, non?" Jean-Claude smiled, wrapping his arm around Aahz.

Caleb pulled back reluctantly, swallowing. "Love you." He murmured softly.

"Mmm." Aahz leaned into her boss as Gregory smiled. "Love you too, Cale."

Zane sighed. "Love all around..."

Cherry rolled her eyes, reaching up and pulling his mouth down to hers.

Caleb smiled at Aahz and Jean-Claude, "Don't worry. They'll come up for air anytime now."

Zane growled even as he parted Cherry's lips.

Aahz smiled. "Indeed. Is everyone happy in the smoochies department?"

"Non, but I am afraid it will have to wait, Ma Joli." Jean-Claude's lips quirked.

Cherry's fingers gripped Zane's shirt, and she fought off a whimper. Public. In public.

Aahz blushed, smacking Jean-Claude's tummy. "Behave."

Zane pulled back slowly. "Mmm... Cher."

Gregory rolled his eyes. "Done?"

Jean-Claude's lips quirked, and he caught her hand, "I will be on my best behavior, Ma Joli."

Cherry brushed her lips over Zane's, before pulling back completely.

Caleb kissed his lover's temple. "Looks like they're finished."

Aahz smiled up at her vampire. "Good."

Zane licked his lips. "Mm."

Gregory nodded. "Yup."

Jean-Claude looked over at Caleb and Gregory, "Shall we begin?"

Caleb shrugged, feeling his stomach flutter with nerves again.

Aahz smiled. "We only do friendly nibbles, Caleb. No need to be nervous. After all... what's a little nudity between friends?" She sat at the chair behind her desk as Zane snorted.

"It'll be great, Cale... promise." Gregory smiled.

Caleb smiled slightly, letting go of Gregory as Cherry wrapped her arms around Zane. "Let's get started then."
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