Manage This. (Rys/Croix)

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Rys let him go for now, not ready to let Drake in on his new infatuation. Poking the guy in the nise, he winked and walked away, shaking his ass back and forth.

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Croix rolled his eyes heavenward as he ignored his clients growling. "I'll be taking my leave now." he said, exiting. He ran a hand through his hair again. These freaks were going to make him go bald.

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Rys immediately moved over to plop down next to his brother. "Drake... How come I've never met your manager? I mean, Oh my god, we so should have met before now!"

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Drake rose his brow. "Why?" he asked, only half listening.

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Rys frowned. "Nevermind that. Just - actually," he paused and grinned. "I'm interested in how this acting and agent business goes. I want to learn how to go about it and how to handle an agent and such should I ever become an actor."

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"It's not a science. Just sign what they tell you to sign, and act, but don't forget you can tell them no, cause in the end, you bring them money too." He shrugged. "Croix and I have a tolerance-hate relationship."

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"Yeah, yeah, but you'll make sure I'm around so I can gain experience right?" he asked eagerly.

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Drakary sighed. "Sometimes, if I feel like it and don't forget." Which was a sterotypical Drakary answer that Rys always took to mean yes.

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"Yes!" Rys squealed and did a little victory dance.

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The next day Rys was madly excited. He had been called and was waiting in one of his sexiest outfits - the sort of outfit his dad didn't know about - for the man to show up. Drakary had called him and he was ready. Bring on the man of his dreams!

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Drake sighed as he went to pick up his kid brother--"What the fuck are you wearing?" he asked, blinking at Rys.

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"Oh my god, don't act like such a dork. This is the latest style." He rolled his eyes hoping Drake would buy it. "Plus the rest of my clothes are in the laundry so I have to wear it or go naked... and I AM going."

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"You lie. You have more clothes than the mall." Drake said, glaring at his brother. "I'm not kicking anyone's ass if you get raped." he sighed, "Come on before you make me late."

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"Yes!" Rys did a little dance and followed his brother.

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Drake arrived on the set of his newest movie, to see Croix already there, talking to the director.

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Rys's heart pounded when he saw the man and - taking a deep breath - took off the jacket that covered the majority of his revealing outfit, leaving his body shown off in tight black lace and bondage straps, peeps of bare flesh everywhere. Then, making sure he was hiding behind his brother so Drake wouldn't get a look at him, he followed the man over to him. Croix.