((Locked to Gabe))

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He couldn't believe he was doing this.

Wait, yes he could. Someone told him 'Hey, this would be fun, and Gabe will love it', and he caved like a bitch. A very lovesick bitch. A very lovesick bitch who would do anything for a pardmate, especially one who was looking for a distraction from her own life, even if just for a few hours. And definately after she mentioned that they needed this after all the shit this week.

Which is how he ended up in a extremely large and fancy penthouse suite overlooking the strip, stretched out on a huge round bed covered in black satin sheets, wearing a tight black shirt, very short denim skirt and ankle high bondage boots. Oh, and the makeup. Lil had decided he needed makeup done in a 'gothy, smokey look'.

He wiggled a bit, pulling at the skirt and looking at the clock again. Lil had promised to find Gabe and send him right here, and that was over an hour ago. And the longer he layed there, the more nervous he got.

"Fuck, he's going to laugh..."

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Okay, he wasn't sure what made him more nervous. Lil's secretive little smirk... or that she's put a condom in one hand and a room key in the other. A card with an address on it.

Getting across town was easy at that hour, up the elevator and into the penthouse, a small frown on his lips. One that turned into open mouth stunned silence as he saw Jason on the bed.

"Uhmmm... well... I...'


Stepping closer, head canting to one side. Eyes smoldering, dark and glossy. "How much for the night?"

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Hears the doorknob turn and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. It will completely ruin everything if he hides in the closet now. Hears his mate's footsteps and bites the inside of his cheek, already having been smacked by Lil twice this evening for licking his lips.

Shifts a little as he looks anywhere but Gabriel, a blush staining his cheeks as he fights not to tug the skirt back down.

"Just the night?"

Looks right at Gabriel, prepared for laughter but stills seeing the look in his eyes. Shifts again, mentally cursing Lil for talking him into the thong.

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"We'll start there and then see how you do.' Trying so hard not to smile at his own teasing. Something that isn't that hard as he looks on his mate dressed like this.

Leaning back against the dresser, folding his arms over his chest. Eyes slowly traveling over Jason's sleek form tarted up like a high price call girl. Lingering on his legs, those teasing boots and flirty skirt.

"Walk for me.' Whispered softly, licking hi slips as his mouth suddenly went dry.

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Slowly pushes himself up and slides off the end of the bed, the skirt riding up more causing the satin sheets to slide across his skin. Stands and casually tugs the skirt down, a shiver running down his spine.

Turns and walks towards the door slowly, the heels of the boots helping to give him a very different walk than normal. Stops a few feet from the door and turns, walking back towards Gabe, past him and over to the window, stopping.

Turns his head, looking over his shoulder at his husband, the corner of one blood red painted lip caught between his teet.

"Is that enough?"

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Dark, glittering ebon eyes track Jason's every move. Sliding over his legs, the way his ass sways, the curve of his spine. Memorizing every line, every detail of his effiminitely adorned husband. Realizing he was almost drooling, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as Jason posed, looking back at him.

Gait stiff, finding his jeans more than a tad uncomfortable as he moved up behind his mate. Taking Jason's hand, he used his lover's grip to adjust himself, groaning at the feeling of his husband's hand on his hard, straining cock. Even if he put it there.

"For now, baby. For now.'

Head dipping, pressing a gently kiss to the back of his neck.

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Smiles, letting his eyes fall closed as he slowly runs his hand over the denim, the heel of his hand pressing against Gabriel's dick as he does. Brings his other hand up to brace himself against the glass, suddenly lighthead at the thought that even dressed like this Gabriel wanted him.

A wicked grin crosses his face and he moans, then starts to speak, his voice low and husky.

"What do you want now? Do you want to fuck me right here? Do you want to pull my skirt up and fuck me against the window so that everyone can see I'm yours?"

Brazen now, his fingers teasing at the buttons on Gabriel's jeans, not undoing them just pulling at the material around them.

"That's what you want, isn't it? To let everyone down there watch as you fuck me, make me moan and scream your name."

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It was a plot to take what little sanity Gabe had left. Painting Jason's face while he slept had been a joke, a silly thing amongst lovers. A fun little moment. But now, seeing his lover dolled up, painted and acting the harlot, was slowly burning the man up from the inside out.

Groaning at Jason's words, his teasing touch, his lips grazing over his mate's neck, suckling lightly at his earlobe as his purr begins to rumble through him, low and sweet.

"Yes. Fuck yes. Want to press you against that glass. Make you look out, to see people walking by and know they know what a nasty bitch you truly are.'

Hands skimming over Jason's sides, down to cradle his hips. Fingers splaying over that subtle curve, just tugging digits into the waistband of the skirt, stroking the tender flesh beneath tenderly.

"Undo my pants like a good slut. Come on. You know you needed it so damn bad you're about ready to beg. Is that it? Want to beg me to take you here and now? All done up like a tart and now need to be fucked like one?"

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"Fuck me. Like a whore. Right against. The glass."

Tugs on the material with each sentence, pulling the buttons free one at a time. Slips his hand under the denim, fingers tracing the smooth skin of Gabriel's dick, teasing the head.

Looks down at the lights, the city, people looking as tiny as ants and trembles. He knows they can't see, but if they could...

Moans at the image and presses back against his lover, his hand caught between their bodies.

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"Like,' Gabe murmurs, licking at the shell of Jason's ear as one hand slides up, cupping the back of his mate's neck. "You are a whore, baby. My whore.'

Groaning out the words as his hips drive forward. Catching Jason's hand hard between them, feeling a stab of pain from finger digging into his dick.

"Need to fuck you,' he nearly whimpers, free hand sliding down over Jason's ass, under the hem of the skirt. Purring as he feels bare skin. Caressing the round of the wolf's ass, nails raking downward sharply.

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Pushes against Gabriel's hand, feeling welts form in the wake of his nails and gasping for hair.

"So, quit talking... and fuck me."

The words whispered, pained. Shifting his weight, trying to adjust himself without actually moving his hands, the thin cotton edges of the thong biting into his skin.

Slowly pulls his hand from between their bodies, letting his fingers scrape against the silky flesh as he does. Starts pushing at Gabriel's jeans, suddenly impatient.

"Fuck me. Fuck your whore."

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"Keep your cheek to that window, slut.' Growling out the words as his nails rake down Jason's back, tearing holes into the thin shirt he wears.

"Such a needy bitch,' he snickers, hands gliding over Jason's ass, suddenly shoving the skirt up over his hips. Baring that tight butt and the thong that splits the cheeks. "Yep, whore.'

Not even bothering to remove it, just tugging the strap asiode and hooking his thumb in it to hold it aside. Spitting into the palm of his other hand, sliding it up as makeshift lube along his prick before guiding the head against Jsaon's ass.

"Slut!"

And with that, hips driving forward, slamfucking himself balls deep into his lover.

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"YES!"

The word a scream as his body is slammed against the glass, his face pressed against the window. His hand still holding tight on Gabriel's jeans, pushing against his mate's hip, forcing him to move.

"Fuck me. Make this whore scream."

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"Such...a... wicked... bitch...' Snarling out the words, each one accompanied by a hard buck of his hips, fucking deep into his mate's ass.

"Look down... look at 'em. Anyone one... could look up... know what a whore... you are."

Rhythm rough yet constant as he reaches out, jacking Jason's prick with the same harsh stroke.

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Panting, gasping for air, his cheek pressed against the cool glass. Pressing back, meeting Gabriel's every thrust, the sound of skin slapping skin mixing with his words.

Moans, his eyes drifting closed at that rough touch, the cheap cotton of the thong and the denim scratching his skin. Whimpers, his hips jerking back and forth between his mate's hot hand and dick.

Looks down at the people, the lights, trembling at the though of them watching, excited. Doesn't even flinch when the helicopter goes by, it's bright search light lighting up the room for a second. Actually laughs when the light comes back to their window for a second, quick look.

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Teeth digging into Jason's throat, then his ear. Growling out words, making him hear it all as the light plays over them, blinding in that moment.

'Wonder if that's the cops or the local news? Hmmm? Bet from there?"

Hips slamming forward now, a thought going through his head, wondering if the glass would hold. He could keep Jason from falling. But what a fuck, hanging out a window, looking at your death as you trusted your mate with literally your life.

"They can't even tell you're a guy. Just some cheap whore from the Strip taking it for a few bucks.'

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"C-cops."

Stuttering out the words, eyes closed against the light. Blinks rapidly, spots in his eyes when the helicopter passes, and then leans back against Gabriel, pressing against the glass.

"Not cheap... Never fucking cheap."