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.
Growling, the sound rumbling up through his chest, wild, passionate, nearly bordering on feral if not for one thing.
His free hand snaking around Jason's side, smearing the blood, grinding against the cut as his hand wraps around the wolf's cock, stroking him with the same reckless abandon of Gabriel's own hard strokes into him.
Whines, the sound painfilled yet not, as the collar cuts into his throat, a thin line of blood appearing, the silverburn on his nape starting to scar.
Bucks as Gabriel's hand digs into the cut, at the feel of a hand around his cock. Tears forming, everything he's feeling rolling together, a scream building.
Whispers to Gabriel, not knowing if he can even hear it.
Purring rumble of a growl turning dark, twisted, an edge to the sound as he seemed to lose all rhyme and reason. Just a hard, pounding rhythm as his hips slammed forward, hard back and forth with no thought to anything but claiming the man beneath him.
Hand rough, yet an iota of control shifting to play rather than stroke, teasing over the head more than anything else.
"Mine, pup.' The words lost in the growls and groans of his actions, needing this, needing him so badly, so deeply.
"OH FUCK!"
Snarling out the words as his body seemed to stutter, shuddering as he hit his release, bucking and writhing as his whole body curled in over Jason's back. The leash going slack, hand clawing lightly at his lover's skin as he fought to even breath.
Wriggling, trying to stay right as he is as Gabriel shifts, rolling onto his side. Pulling Jason with him, cradling the wolf to him, spooning him close to his body. Face buried against his spine, murmuring over and over again.
Lets Gabriel move him, pull the man's arm to his chest. Shifts so that he's pressed completely against Gabriel.
Stares at the wall, the tears still falling. Can feel that some of the bones in his hand have broken again, knows he's a bloody mess, but doesn't care.
Hand shaking, reaching up to undo the collar. Wincing as it burns his skin, suddenly frowning even as it doesn't occur to him his nipple rings are pressing into Jason's back.
"Loveyouloveyoumineloveyou.'
Unable to stop, tugging away leash and collar, tossing them to the floor.
Closes his eyes, managing not to wince when the silver rips into his skin and then is pulled away. Sighs when the collar is pulled away and trembles, speaking hoarsely.
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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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Date: 6 Jul 2005 04:38 (UTC)His free hand snaking around Jason's side, smearing the blood, grinding against the cut as his hand wraps around the wolf's cock, stroking him with the same reckless abandon of Gabriel's own hard strokes into him.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 04:51 (UTC)Bucks as Gabriel's hand digs into the cut, at the feel of a hand around his cock. Tears forming, everything he's feeling rolling together, a scream building.
Whispers to Gabriel, not knowing if he can even hear it.
"Love you, need you."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 05:14 (UTC)Hand rough, yet an iota of control shifting to play rather than stroke, teasing over the head more than anything else.
"Mine, pup.' The words lost in the growls and groans of his actions, needing this, needing him so badly, so deeply.
"OH FUCK!"
Snarling out the words as his body seemed to stutter, shuddering as he hit his release, bucking and writhing as his whole body curled in over Jason's back. The leash going slack, hand clawing lightly at his lover's skin as he fought to even breath.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 05:44 (UTC)Tears fall, mixing with the blood from the cuts and his lip. He's shaking, trying to calm himself.
The silver still burns, the collar almost too tight by now, but he wants them to stay, needs the reminder...
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 05:51 (UTC)"IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou."
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 05:58 (UTC)Stares at the wall, the tears still falling. Can feel that some of the bones in his hand have broken again, knows he's a bloody mess, but doesn't care.
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 06:00 (UTC)"Loveyouloveyoumineloveyou.'
Unable to stop, tugging away leash and collar, tossing them to the floor.
"Loveloveminelovemine.'
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Date: 6 Jul 2005 06:05 (UTC)"Yours."