From: mightbeclever	Date: April 2nd, 2011 11:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Well it is still stupid," he protested, sliding his phone into his back pocket. "And why would I buy you something? Even if you said please. We aren't together. Or anything."

He rubbed his nose, rolling to his back and stretching he settled on the ground just a little closer to Avery. "Well, that is because it is illegal. So imagine it keeps most of the would be do gooders out of the pool. Guess that means I am a terrible, terrible man."

"No, but it has a whole section devoted to it." He went on, going back to his conversation about the book. "I'll....let you see it sometime. I guess."

From: iliketokissboys	Date: April 3rd, 2011 11:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Well no, but don't you want to make me happy?" He gave Leon a knowing smile and brushed his thumb over the other boy's knuckles. "You will though, once you discover just how happy I can make you."

Pioneers didn't interest Avery; who cared if you were the first person to do something or go somewhere? The real achievement was to be the best. So whilst Adelaide was possibly the first real lover Leon had been with, she wasn't going to be the best. In fact, Avery was willing to bet on 'lousy' being a closer description of her skills. He, however...well, even if Leon hadn't been gay, he wouldn't go back to her after experiencing what Avery had to offer.

"You are a terrible man," Avery purred. "But so am I. Besides, I do love a good villain, they're so much more exciting than your average hero type."

He nuzzled Leon's shoulder. "Have you got any other books hidden away? My family had some in a vault nobody knows about. They might still be there, actually; I don't remember anyone collecting them before we moved. The Eytinge library must have some terrifically interesting reads..."

	From: mightbeclever	Date: April 3rd, 2011 04:25 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"If I wanted to make you happy, I would have to...what? What all is involved in making you happy, and what would you do to make me happy? I'm curious." If somewhat doubtful.

Shifting a little closer to Avery as the boy purred at him. "Oh so I'm a villain? Well at least I'm more interesting this way. And you wouldn't be surprised if I did terrible things, right?"

"Yeah," he went on, turning his head so he could watch Avery a little. "My uncle left me some of his books, journals. He has stuff written in them. I don't think my mum read them, or maybe Meme never told her she gave them too me. It is stuff of shit he used to do."