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[thewolfinside]

Jason roars up to the house just as the sun starts to rise, cutting off the engine near the front door. He slinks into the temp house, shirtless and covered in glitter. His hair is windblown and there's a wild, not quite there look in his eyes.

He opens the fridge, pulling out a cartoon of juice and taking a long drink from it as he shuts the door. He turns and opens the cabinent looking for something to munch on. He can feel the eyes on him, not sure if they're angry or upset, but hunger is overriding his common sense right now.

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[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Sitting back on the sofa, the television on. Muted. Nothing on it but the weather pattern. Silent a long time, yet noting it all. Every detail. Even those most wouldn't see. The scent of perfume, the pound of his heart, the scent of sexuality if not sex.

"Jase and Em are asleep, her atop him, dressed, on our floor. Ella is fine. Glad you made it home in one piece.'

Tones cold, dark, empty. The sofa creaking as he rose.

"I'm going to bed now.'

And with that he strides out the back door and onto the deck.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Sets the carton on the cabinent and follows Gabriel from the house, almost stalking him across the yard. He catches up with Gabriel as he reaches the deck of the new house. Grabs the back of his lover's jeans, yanking him backwards, pressing up against him.

"What's your major malfunction. I trust them."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't have a damn thing to do with them,' he growls, yanking forward, pulling from Jason's grasps, spinning to face him. Eyes dark, not pale and golden, even with the growl.

"They're fine. And cute. And I'm proud of them, both of them. But you come home smell of perfume and sex and coated in glitter and I'm sorry.. .I'll walk away and not say a goddamn word. But I'll be damned if I stand there and have it shoved in my face."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Reaches out and grabs Gabriel's shirt, pulling himself closer, laughing as he stretches up to kiss his mate.

"No sex. Tease, dance, taunt, but no sex. At least not me, can't speak for anyone else in the crowd though."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Letting Jason yank him close but at the same time not giving in.

"Yes, well. You leave without a word. Without even a note. I come in from trying to get Lolita back in shape, because I have to work on Scud's hours and not mine because I don't know a damn thing about that fucking foreign engine and... You're gone. And no answer to your cellphone. And then...'

Shrugs. "Again. You're laughing and I'm a fucking pathetic old fool. Forgive me."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Groans and rolls his eyes, backing off.

"Fine, I'm sorry, I forgot the note. I'll remember if it ever happens again. And I'm sorry for laughing and you're not an old fool."

Pushes Gabriel toward the new house, smirking.

"Come on, want you."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Tell me something.'

Staring off over Jason's shoulder, unable to look at him as he speaks.

"Why is it when you're upset, pissed, whatever, you take off, get shitfaced and beat up, or kick someone's ass... And then come home for me to fuck it out of you but... You never come to me in the beginning. When I can actually help instead of being another outlet?'

Voice wavering, fighting to keep his pain hidden.

"I love you. And I love fucking you. But... Whatever. Forget I opened my mouth."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

He stares at Gabriel, still on a emotional high, the wolf pushing him to TAKE.

"You were busy, didn't want to bother you, got tired of waiting."

Steps closer to Gabriel, stretching up to lick at the side of his mouth.

"Sorry. Love you, didn't mean to upset you."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Busy...'

Shaking his head, sounding almost digusted.

"I didn't say I do to be too busy for you."

Growling, the sound deep and gutteral, less than human.

"Don't, wolf.' Not pup. Wolf. Tones deep, rumbling. "I'm angry. And I'm fed up. And you don't want to do this."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Steps back, sighing.

"Fine. Sure. I get guilt-tripped for not coming to you, then get told to back off. I get called on for doing what I need to to deal with a mood, while you fucking repress everything. Whatever. I'm going to bed."

Walks around Gabriel, heading for the house.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"No. You aren't.'

Eyes closing for a moment, hating himself. But he couldn't. No. Couldn't let this go on. Not like this. Moving without thinking, slamming against Jason's back, driving into him even as he drives his husband into the wall. Not caring what damage he did to the new house, only caring about one thing.

Making Jason hurt. Making him scream. Making him cum.

Head dropping, teeth burying into the side of Jason's neck, striking hard and fast. Not like a shifter, but a leech, seeking blood.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Rolls his eyes when he hears Gabriel's words, heading up the stairs onto the deck. Doesn't even hear Gabriel move.

Gasps when he hits the wall, fighting to breathe, his lungs spasming. Brings his hands up to press against the wall and push Gabriel off when he feels the bite, deep and painful.

Pushes back against Gabriel, his head falling against the wall as he moans, cock swelling painfully in his tight jeans. Smells the blood, his blood, as it spills out of the bite. Moans again, Gabriel's name as he reaches back with one hand, trying to pull Gabriel closer to him.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Not letting go no matter how Jason moves. Not as he tries to pull away, not as he wriggles back, grinding his tight ass against Gabriel's own swelling prick.

Teeth grinding, tearing into his lover's skin until blood filled his mouth. Hot, salty, the sweet, metallic taste of blood making him moan.

Hips driving forward, bucking hard, dry humping his mate's ass as if all that mattered was his own pleasure. And in that moment, for Gabriel's incensed mind, it was all that he cared about. Taking. Having. Possessing. Owning.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Braces himself against the wall, growling low in his throat. Fights not to tear himself away, the wolf wanting to get free, run, but he knows Gabe needs this, he needs this.

Pulls hard at Gabriel's pants, hearing materiel rip, threads pop. Tugs harder, feeling the seams give way. Grinds his ass back against his mate as his nails claw at Gabriel's hip.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Blood. Fresh blood. His own. He was bleeding. Tasting Jason's, his own thick in his nostrils. And it drove him. Rage. Need. Anger. Lust. Feeling something he hadn't in a month. Before that years.

The same desire that had sent him over the edge.

When he had raped Leela.

Yanking back his head, his mate's blood running down his chin, splashing against his bare chest as his hands slammed down onto Jason's hips. Grabbing at leather and yanking, tearing, splitting it like he might have a sheet of paper. Kicking apart Jason's legs as they fall, his other hand slamming up to the back of Jason's neck, pinning him. Holding him still. Control his.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

He can literally feel the shift, the moment when this went from being a hard, angry fuck to being about control and ownership. A thread of cold fear runs through him, something he hasn't felt in months, sending his heart racing. Suddenly finding it hard to breathe again as thoughts fly through his head, the word, her name on his tongue, ready to be said. Some part of him hoping Gabriel will stop when he says it, another part screaming it's too late.

Jerks, restraining a whimper, as the leather is torn from his body. One hand still bracing him against the wall, the other going to cover Gabriel's hand on his neck. Doesn't try to pull his lover's hand off, just covers it with his own. Trembling visibly now, eyes shut, cold sweat covering his body, blood dripping down his body and mingling with the glitter, he speaks softly, but clearly.


"Your mate."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Snarling, near feral now. Anger channeled into bad directions, into this need that was such a twisted mindfuck from the man he was. A throwback to the bastard he had been.

Free hand rough, grabbing Jason's ass hard, bruising tight. Kneading, pulling his cheeks apart, ready. Hips thrusting...

And his scream is one of pure pain. Body falling forward, crushing Jason against the wall a moment. Only a second before throwing himself back, nearly falling off the porch and landing against the grass. Dry heaves wracking his body. Shaking.

HIs mate. His husband. His love.

And he'd nearly raped him like a piece of meat in a dark alley.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

That scream, then nothing. Gabriel no longer touching him. Opens his eyes and stares at the wall, shock and confusion on his face. Slowly turns and looks at Gabriel, wishing he hadn't.

He'd did this. He'd hurt Gabriel like this, pushed him to far again. Made him go someplace he'd never wanted to go again. Hurt his mate, his husband, his everything in a way that was worse than physical.

Slowly sinks to the porch, tears rolling down his face. Crawls over to Gabriel, head down. Reaches his mate and carefully touches him, trying to soothe him. His voice is quiet and shaky, full of sorrow and pain.

"I'm sorry, Gabe. Sorry, sorry, didn't mean to, my fault. So stupid. I'm sorry."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Shaking, trying hard to remember who he was. Where he was. Why. And all he could find was that need. The lust. The passionate rage that coursed through him.

Whispering softly, so softly as he turned. Slowly pivoting to face Jason where he knelt beside him. Eyes gold. Wide, crazed.

"Run.'

Tenses, body coiling up even as his fangs elongated. Cutting into his lip, his own blood mingling with his lover's.

"I said RUN!"

Screaming it out, the last in a leopard's cry as he tensed. And then pounced.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Doesn't move, couldn't get away even if he wanted to. Watches Gabriel, eyes wide. Closes his eyes when Gabriel's body hits his, falling back onto the grass.

Opens his eyes and stares up at Gabriel. The wolf gone, hiding, cowered away from Gabriel. All that's left is him, Jason, full of guilt and frightened, staring up at his mate. His everything, who was lost, maybe for good.

Trembles, breathing slowly, making no sudden moves. Running wouldn't help, and even if he did get away, there were the others to worry about. If one of them came outside...

He'd done this before, knew he would heal. He hoped.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Two minds. Feeling the terror come off Jason in waves. Hating it. Feeling bile rise in the back of his throat even as he growls, head dropping once more.

Thoughts of mating gone. The fuck not what mattered anymore. Taking this cowering wolf before him did. Feeling it. Fur on fur, rolling, twisting, pressing.

His was fighting to get out. Jason's fighting to stay in. Head dipping, slowly, almost menacingly as he bites hard into Jason's shoulder. Blood rushing into his mouth. Fangs digging into muscle and bone. Tearing into the man he loved like so much prey.

[leonathaniel.livejournal.com]

Nate watches silently from the trees, just outside the boundaries of the wards. He grins, noticing Gabriel isn't wearing the gift from Hermes and opens the bonds to his lovers.

He's on Gabriel before the leopard can sense him, slamming the man to the ground and holding him there with the aid of Pietro's powers. He growls low, ignoring Jason's cry of pain and fear.

"Having fun?"

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

The scent hit him a moment before Nate did. Another male. A leopard. An intruder. Even as Nate's lithe for hit him, pinning him, Gabriel was snarling, writhing as he clawed and kicked at the man atop him.

"Get the fuck off of me! He's mine!'

Wildly thrashing, fanged teeth snapping, aiming for Nate's throat. Feeling it coming. The fur trying to pour forth, the life inside seeking freedom.

[leonathaniel.livejournal.com]

Nate doesn't answer right away, letting Gabriel thrash for a moment then pinning him in a move that Nate learned from the man himself, restricting his movement. Most would be disturbed by the lack of response from his beast, the creature inside him not even stirring.

"Yes, he's yours. Yours to the point he would lay there and LET you kill him.

Or is that what you want? Do you want him dead, bleeding and torn below you? Your -mate- dead?"

His voice is low, calm, almost emotionless.

"Look at him Gabriel, LOOK. He's laying there, mewling, in pain. Acting like a puppy who was dropped into oncoming traffic. Listen, can you even hear him, begging you to forgive him, blaming himself?"

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Limbs going still. Deadened. Unmoving. Eyes of tawny gold staring up, past Nate, seeing nothing. Hearing nothing.

Nothing but Jason.

"Let me go, Nate.'

Said softly, tones normal. Or close. Empty. As dead as his eyes.

"I won't touch him. I swear. Just... Let me go. Please?'

Still soft tones, hollow, making no move to even twitch.