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and the rest of the mess could be managed by the underpaid cleaning crew. )
Well, well. I was right about calling you a good boy.

( The concept of a well-mannered guest that Mark brought to light was a foreign concept to Rip. To him, a good party guest was one that didn't leave with more drugs in their system than they paid for>

Okay. Try this on.

Good if I can choose the underwear.

( The story was regarded with a frown. Rip didn't expect Mark to be the kind of person to attend protests. Curiously, he traced an index finger across Mark's back. )
Can you still feel it?

After taking a shower and changing into some cleaner clothes, all Rip had to do now was wait for Mark to show up. )

He was also not going to completely get rid of the footage. Before deleting it from the database, he'd created a copy for himself on a physical drive. He might or might not tell Mark about it, Rip hadn't decided. >

That's a good idea. I'll go and erase the footage of our little experiment.
( If the rest of the crew had seen what the two of them were up to, they would most likely report them both and Rip wasn't sure that he was willing to spend that much amount of money to keep those people quiet.>

Once Mark stepped outside, Rip gave a slow nod. )
Alright, alright. I see the vision. So I'm guessing you'd rather keep that than the first 'fit.

Chill out, babes. I'm just teasing ya.
( Rip found that Mark's accent was adorable when it was coated in vexation. He would try not to abuse in case Mark had decided he had enough of it for good.>

Take a look around you. Everyone you see had showed up for the drugs and sex. What else was I supposed to think?
( Tilting his head to the side, Rip took a step closer to Mark, trying to figure him out. )

You're not the only tenant though.

You did heroin for your back?
( Rip had never heard of someone getting into it for that reason and that could be heard in his voice too. He continued the kisses down to Mark's shoulder while his hands felt up Mark's torso in long, draw out strokes. )

Are you considering it?

( If Mark liked the attention then Rip felt generous enough to give him more. Hands sliding from Mark's back muscles and around to his chest to give those pectoral muscles a good squeeze, Rip leaned closer to press soft kisses to the side of his neck. )
You wanted to be a junkie when you grew up?

Not in my house, it's not.

You're such a fucking tease, you know.
( Rip couldn't stay annoyed for too long, though. He was way too distracted by Mark's back muscles. )
Same way other people do it I'm guessing. All I know is that I've always had everything I needed.

Then go au naturel. I'm not gonna stop you.

I didn't say anything about sucking dick but if that's where your mind goes. . .
( Rip wouldn't refuse an offer like that. )
It barely ever rains in LA, but when it does, it rains hard.

You'd do anything but wear the clothes I bought you.

You haven't thanked me enough in my opinion.
( Show's over, Rip gently turned Mark around to work on his back. )
Like the Sahara.

Oh how lucky I am.

Not exactly what I would call it but. . .sure.

That's right. You should thank me for how well I take care of you.
( His hands moved lower to Mark's torso, fingers mapping the bumps of muscle there. )

( Rip disappeared for a second and returned with a bottle of lotion. He squirted some into his palm and began rubbing it into Mark's chest. )

That explains everything.

Didn't you know? I'm full of good ideas.

Now take off your top.

In a thrift shop?

It's kinda hot out there. Do you want some lotion?
( Nice save. )

Did you raid someone's grandma's closet?