The snap of the clasp loud to Gabriel's ears, moaning at the feeling of that moment. Turning his head, slowly tightening the leash until he has a short leash, just tugging at the collar.
The words purred, liquid and needy at the sight before him.
"First thing first? I an't lettin the past fuck us up. You get one twinge, one moment of queasiness over the past and shit? Safe out. Snow white. Got it?'
Not waiting for an answer, giving the leash a short tug.
"I... You've cut me pup. I want yers. I need to taste you.'
Moving away, slow, deliberate steps. Easy. Coming back to stand behind Jason, slipping to his knees behind the wolf. No words, no sounds, merely taking up the leash again, pulling it tight.
"Mine.'
The word whispered against Jason's ear even as the non silvered edge of the knife slide along the juncture of shoulder and neck, sharp, yet not deep.
Leash wrapped hand slipping around to cradle Jason back to him, fingers lightly twisting a nipple as he drinks from the wolf as if he were blooddrink and not were. Suckling until a mark showed, knowing both it and wound would heal quickly, yet the psychology was there.
His mark on Jason. His.
Bringing the blade up once more, dragging it along the arch of one pectoral muscle. Dropping the blade, fingers teasing over the wound, gathering the blood that way before canting his head, leaning to look up at Jason as he suckled the blood from his fingers.
"Next time,' Gabriel murmurs, dragging the flat of the blade along Jason's stomach. 'I want to use silver. Want to be able to see my marks on you for days. Claiming you.'
Groaning with the words, twisting the knife slightly to draw the blade in a light, shallow cut around his side.
Letting the knife fall, pushing it aside as his mouth claims Jason's, holding the blonde in that bent over position. A hard, fierce kiss, breaking it even as he eases up on the leash.
"Aww, poor, needy puppy.' Tugging lightly at the leash with the words, his other hand moving up to the back of Jason's neck, pushing him forward, pushing his head down to the floor.
"I think puppy needs to be shown what a dog he is."
Picking up the knife once more, placing it just beneath the waistband of Jason's jeans and splitting them slowly from waist to ankle down the back of one leg. Purring, the sound loud in the room as he repeats on the other side, letting the denim fall away.
Leans over, head resting on the floor, arms still behind him. Trembles at Gabriel's words, closing his eyes.
Holds his breath, not moving until his pants hit the floor. Part of him wanting to snark at Gabriel for cutting up his favorite pair jeans, but he stays silent, waiting.
Reaching up, twisting the collar so that the buckle rests at the back of Jason's neck, settled so that the leash traces the line of his spine.
Using his knee to push Jason's legs further apart, almost to the point of painful to put him further off balance. Moaning at the sight before him, loving it, pulling the leash taut, yanking back as his hips slam forward.
Arches his back, whining at the feel of silver on his skin. Winces at the pain in his legs, trying to stay upright and then bites his lip, drawing blood when Gabriel slams into him.
Wants to answer Gabriel, wants to say something, but holds his tongue.
Growling out the words with every buck of his hips, driving himself hard and fast into Jason. Riding him hard, free hand coming down in a sharp crack against the wolf's ass.
"Hands down. No damaging that gorgeous face. Even for a night of healing."
Quickly drops his hands, resting his head on one and bracing himself against the bed with the other.
Gasping and whimpering with every thrust, the cut along his side and chest breaking open and bleeding again. The pain from the wounds and the feel-smell of the blood pushing him towards the edge.
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:16 (UTC)no subject
Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:20 (UTC)"Mine."
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:29 (UTC)He doesn't move, just stays still, waiting for Gabriel's command.
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:35 (UTC)The words purred, liquid and needy at the sight before him.
"First thing first? I an't lettin the past fuck us up. You get one twinge, one moment of queasiness over the past and shit? Safe out. Snow white. Got it?'
Not waiting for an answer, giving the leash a short tug.
"I... You've cut me pup. I want yers. I need to taste you.'
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:47 (UTC)no subject
Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:49 (UTC)"Speak, boy. Come on. Want it, don't ya? Want to be completely mine?"
The words liquid silver, dangerous, low.
"Beg me for it, pup. Beg me to cut you. Take you."
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:56 (UTC)"Please Alpha, mark me. Make me yours."
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Date: 5 Jul 2005 23:59 (UTC)Letting the leash uncurl from his hand.
"Stay.'
Moving away, slow, deliberate steps. Easy. Coming back to stand behind Jason, slipping to his knees behind the wolf. No words, no sounds, merely taking up the leash again, pulling it tight.
"Mine.'
The word whispered against Jason's ear even as the non silvered edge of the knife slide along the juncture of shoulder and neck, sharp, yet not deep.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 00:21 (UTC)Gasps at the first sting of pain and then relaxes.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 00:26 (UTC)Tongue dragging along the cut, gathering that first welling of blood with another groan.
"So fuckin good, pup.'
Mouth latching lightly over the wound, suckling at it tenderly.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 00:34 (UTC)Gasps, a whimper slipping out. The tenderness the Gabriel was showing very different from every other time he had done this.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 00:40 (UTC)His mark on Jason. His.
Bringing the blade up once more, dragging it along the arch of one pectoral muscle. Dropping the blade, fingers teasing over the wound, gathering the blood that way before canting his head, leaning to look up at Jason as he suckled the blood from his fingers.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 02:11 (UTC)Opens his eyes and looks down, watching the blade cut into his skin. Licks his lips and watches Gabriel.
"More, please."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 02:21 (UTC)Groaning with the words, twisting the knife slightly to draw the blade in a light, shallow cut around his side.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 02:31 (UTC)"Yes, please."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 02:35 (UTC)"Want it, do you? Why? Tell me, pup."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 02:53 (UTC)"I'm yours."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 03:00 (UTC)"Such a good boy."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 03:12 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6 Jul 2005 03:24 (UTC)"I think puppy needs to be shown what a dog he is."
Picking up the knife once more, placing it just beneath the waistband of Jason's jeans and splitting them slowly from waist to ankle down the back of one leg. Purring, the sound loud in the room as he repeats on the other side, letting the denim fall away.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 03:52 (UTC)Holds his breath, not moving until his pants hit the floor. Part of him wanting to snark at Gabriel for cutting up his favorite pair jeans, but he stays silent, waiting.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 03:59 (UTC)Using his knee to push Jason's legs further apart, almost to the point of painful to put him further off balance. Moaning at the sight before him, loving it, pulling the leash taut, yanking back as his hips slam forward.
"Mine."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 04:18 (UTC)Wants to answer Gabriel, wants to say something, but holds his tongue.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 04:29 (UTC)Growling out the words with every buck of his hips, driving himself hard and fast into Jason. Riding him hard, free hand coming down in a sharp crack against the wolf's ass.
"Hands down. No damaging that gorgeous face. Even for a night of healing."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 04:34 (UTC)Gasping and whimpering with every thrust, the cut along his side and chest breaking open and bleeding again. The pain from the wounds and the feel-smell of the blood pushing him towards the edge.
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