[M] Cleaning Up

Jason purred at the moan, giving a wound a slight lick, the taste exploding in his mouth. Sour, but warm, tickling the back of his throat. but he restrained himself, letting drops of blood drip down Damien's neck and splatter on his collar bone.

He jerked his hips against Damien's thigh. The jeans dry and textured. Not particularly uncomfortable, but not flesh.

Jason pulled his hands out of the jeans, working on the zip to loosen them. He pushed them down frantically, both hands working on it, needing the skin to skin contact.

Damien shifted to allow Jace to remove his jeans, settling back into his lap with a faint groan as skin met skin.

He could feel his own blood trickling down his neck, and he loved it.

His hips ground down against him frantically, leaning forwards to bite the man's earlobe playfully. His leg pushed against the other man's arousal teasingly, giving another sharp tug to the new piercing.

The vampire let out a satisfied groan, arms winding around the werewolfs back. Palms spread under the shirt, feeling the definition muscle and and the ridges along his spine. With a gasp, he dug his nails into the the skin, leaving red streaks as he arched. Some bloodied, others just a light pink against the inked skin.

One hand dipped lower, cupping and squeezing Damien's ass. He grinned and slapped it, hearing the satisfying crack and leaving a print that will fit his hand perfectly.

His head turned and bite down on Damien's lip, tugging and sucking at it, purring at the soft flash between his teeth, rolling the piercing under his tongue. He let go to nip the lightly stubbled cheek, and then nip at his ear. Harder then then Damien's nip.

He groaned, back arching as Jace's nails scraped down his spine. His head fell backwards unintentionally, exposing the wound from before.

A shaky breath was sucked between his teeth as a hand kneaded his cheeks, pressing down on the man's thigh a little more insistently. His teeth ran down the side of the vampire's neck, nails digging into his chest.

The lycan yelped as Jace's hand came down on his behind, jerking in surprise.

Recovering from his shock, he let out a faint moan as the sting started to kick in, pressing closer as he ground down against him.

A small shiver ran down his spine as teeth and tongue caressed his lips and piercings, head tilting down to give the man better access. He gave a small groan as teeth nipped his ear, nails raking down Jace's chest in return.

Jason took advantage of the exposed neck, marking the skin under the earlobe and then lower. The slight taste of blood still lingered, leaking from the wound, and mixed with the salty coat of sweat.

He gasped and curved his back, long lines left feeling raw down his chest. His nails scratched at Damien's back and cheek, leaving them as raw as the ones on his chest.

A leg hitch over Damien's back, helping his press forward and ring Damien further down to rock their bodies together. Needing faster and more friction, becoming desperate for more pleasure until it overwhelmed him.

His actions echoed Jace's; back arching as nails scraped down his skin, their bodies almost symmetrical in their movements.

He grasped Jace's leg as he moved against him with a soft grunt. Pushing it up to his chest, he forced him to lie down, mouthing down his body slowly, stopping to bite a nipple harshly, tongue twirling around the nub soothingly before continuing his path down the expanse of tanned skin.

Pausing again, his teeth raked down a hipbone to suckle at a thigh, his eyes lifting to meet Jace's as he did so.

Willingly, Jason lifted his leg, feeling it stretch as it was pushed against his chest. Jade eyes flickered downwards, watching Damien intently. He let out soft, breathy moans each time lips skimmed across his collarbone, or teeth scrapped his chest. The softer moans were interrupted with a loader and sharper moan as his nipple stung from being bite. He writhed, feeling it being toyed with before it was left, bruised.

Hands smoothed over Damien's back, purposefully over the sensitive and reddened lines, to tangle in the black strands of hair. He encouragingly pushed the head down towards his erection. Whining he pressed his hips up as they were scrapped, and spread his thigh a little more as a patch of skin was sucked. Not what he wanted.

Locking eyes with the werewolf, he mouthed, childishly, "Meanie."

His nails dug into the scalp.

Normally he liked teasing. No, loved it. Whether it was himself teasing or the one being teased. but after going for so long with out sex, longer then he was normally used to, left him wanting to hurry up the teasing as feel his erection hit the back of Damien's throat.

He yanked on the hair, whining.

The lycan gave another harsh bite to the thigh in reprimand as his hair was yanked, a growl rumbling in his chest.

He would take his own time with this. He was enjoying working him up this time, when Jace had spent so long teasing him before.

His lips grazed lightly over the underside of the man's arousal, tongue lightly lapping up towards the head. Teeth grazed the head fleetingly, only teasing, as his fingers brushed over his balls and down, one fingertip circling his entrance slowly.

A smirk curled his lips as his tongue flickered out over the man's slit, pulling away again to drag long nails down his chest.

Jason yelped, his thighs spreading a little wider. He jerked the hair before relaxing, seeing the bite and growl as a warning.

The soft and light touches on his arousal made him squirm, in relief and frustration. There wasn't waves or pleasure, but small fleeting moment. Soft brush of lips, a graze of teeth, calloused fingers barely touching him. It made his hips roll and twitch, begging for more.

His cheek stuck to the leather seating and he exposed the side of his neck, whining an moaning. He rolled his hips down, trying to press the finger inside him, pleasure himself. Rather then the teasing touches that will drive him insane.

The smirk and the tongue made his breath hitch, the nails decorating his chest with more raw scratches made his chest heave as he let out a moan. He was only partly aware of calling out Damien's name, begging. Nails digging back into the scalp, pushing him back down.

A small grin curled his lips at the man's reactions, loving the feeling of having such power over him.

It almost made up for being the vulnerable, needy one himself last time.

He gripped the man's hips tightly to stop him from moving, giving another sharp bite to a hipbone. Jace would leave here not only pierced, but black and blue and bleeding.

A low purr rumbled in his chest as Jace began begging, the finger slipping inside him a little as a reward. And then pulled back out again, pulling away as Jace tried to drag him down by his hair.

"No." he scolded lightly, slapping his inner thigh playfully... though it still left a sting.

Jason let out a satisfied mewl, hands tightening as the finger pressed inside him. Dry, would of left him writhing in the seat, throat sore and skin glistening. Instead he cried out in need, feeling empty.

He gasped and bucked, thigh stretching as he exposed himself as much as he could, the other leg still pressed against his body. But he followed command, loosening his hands, feeling the strands of hair fall from his fingers.

Hands griped ink covered arms instead, thumbs almost pressing hard enough into the muscle to bruise them.

He was needy.

Desperate.

More whines and pleads, trying to pull the werewolf forward to press their bodies together. So their lips locked and bodies rolled in sync.

Damien purred softly as more pleads and whines spilled from Jace's lips, leaning in to brush their lips together fleetingly as a reward.

Lifting his hand to his mouth, he wet his fingers before pressing them to the man's entrance again, pushing one inside slowly. He began to thrust it agonisingly slowly, pulling away slightly to watch the movement of his fingers as he added a second, scissoring them.

He leaned down, tongue darting over the slit of the man's arousal fleetingly.

He sucked on the fingers. Tongue rolling over them, wetting them. His teeth gently bit down, feeling the bone under the flesh. The teeth scrapped at the fingers as they were pulled out, hearing a pop as they past his lips.

The vampires chest heaved and he sucked in a breath, feeling a finger press into him. His hips twitched and he pressed down, letting out a soft whine of annoyance. As the second finger was added he felt himself stretch, and he let out a more needy whine. Not enough. Not enough to make it feel good and have him purring in pleasure.

He writhed as the fingers stretched him more. His toes clenching and unclenching. A hand covering his face to stop him going past begging and whining because everything was slow. Too slow.

A cry escaped past the hand as a tongue flickered over his slit. His head pressed into the seat in frustration, back arching.

A hand tightened in the hair and he pressed down on the head, trying to force the lips around his arousal. He tried to command the werewolf to suck him, but he was unsure if it cam out as a plead, or if it was even sounded out at all, and he had just mouthed the words.

A low growl rumbled in his chest as his head was forced down, promptly pulling away. He wouldn't tolerate being ordered and pulled around.

He slid his fingers out of the man, pulling his hair roughly.

"Apologise. And beg." he ordered, voice cold. His lip curled.

It was once too often that Jace had been in control of him. And now he got to turn the tables.

Yanking the man's head back, he plunged his teeth into the side of the vampire's neck.

He let out another whine, sounding almost pained as the taller male pulled away and grabbed his hair. He felt it tug at the roots, but he kept his hands at bay, not fighting it off or lessen the slight pain. Instead just grip Damien's hair a little tighter, as if he needed to cling onto something.

His whole body ached. A little in pain, mostly in need. His groin throbbed at the coldness of the orders. Lust filled eyes were half lidded as he looked at the werewolf. A thrill ran up his spine at the smirk.

This was not helping with his ordeal. Making him more turned on and more needy, rather then a quick release to free himself of the tension. He was now caught between loving this colder, more dominant, Damien, and wanting to hit him for not giving him what he wanted.

Before he could follow orders and beg, he let out a loud cry. Hands scrapped down the neck and back. Damien's teeth were blunter then vampires, but sharper then humans. Leaving him writhing and pressing up into the inked body.

Catching his breath, quickly accustomed to the familiar sensation, he begged. Begged for the man to fuck him, use him - just as long as he felt release. And soon.



((i am, like, 99% sure they are blunter, sorry if i'm wrong OTL))

A soft purr rumbled in his chest as Jace arched up against him, gently prying the man's fingers from his hair.

A small smirk of satisfaction creased his lips as the vampire begged, teeth slowly scrapping down the lean body, before his tongue trailed slowly up the underside of his arousal, taking him into his mouth.

Hopefully now Jace would know not to rush him. If he did, he had no reservations whatsoever about pulling away again.

He would get his own way. He was the dominant one this time around.

He let Damien loosen his fingers, placing them instead on the shoulders, gripping them gently. The digits squeezed into the skin as teeth scrapped his chest, making him squirm.

He kept letting out small pleads. Unable to stop now that they have been forces out of him. Some full sentences, mixed with the werewolfs name. Others were more of a stutter as he gasped and purred, the teeth scrapping across raw skin that Damien had left earlier.

The digits of his fingers were now leaving small bruises each as the wet muscle licked his erection. Slowly. It made him whine and bite his lip, legs quivering. But he resisted all temptation to push himself into Damien's mouth, or force him to hurry the pace.

A low moan left his lips as the he felt Damien take him in. He chewed his lip, unable to stop a small roll of his hips, the warmth and lips around his arousal almost felt too pleasurable.

He called out Damien's name again, urging him on. Hands gripping onto the shoulders that they would surely leave an impressive print of his hand. He wanted to feel the back of Damien's throat, watch him take each inch of him, hear him moan as his own erection was left unattended.

The auburn haired vampire groaned and rolled his hips again, lost in his half fantasy.

He purred softly, a smirk curling his lips upwards in satisfaction at the small pleads and whines.

Taking him in a little deeper, he groaned lowly as fingertips dug into his shoulders, loving knowing that he could make Jace react like this. That he could reduce the vampire to a quivering mass of nerves, make him cling to him in desperation.

Pulling back a little, his tongue swiped around the head of the man's arousal, before engulfing him entirely, forcing back the urge to gag as it hit the back of his throat.

Reality merged with fantasy. Jason had little control over his body, which jerked and and trembled with each touch, and moans spilled from his mouth. It did not bother him, only half aware of how needy needy he was, only focussing on the pleasure against his arousal, and the heat building and spreading tough his body.

He let out mewl and a strangled gasp, scrapping at the shoulders. He writhed under the other male, hips rolling, feeling the lips at the base of his erection. Hands gripped and tugged the locks again, nails digging into the scalp - subconsciously worried he will move away again, especially he was now so close that he could almost scream in pleasure.

He moved a little closer, fighting down the urge to gag with difficulty as his nose brushed the concave between the man's hips.

A gulp rippled through his throat, trying not to cough.

His teeth scraped lightly over the sensitised skin as he pulled away again finally, pushing the man's knees to his chest. Two fingers pressed against the man's entrance, sliding them inside and beginning to thrust them slowly with a low purr.

Jason's back arched and knuckles turned white as he was overcome with pleasure. He let out whine, shivering and relaxing.Still panting as his knees were brought to his flushed chest.

His thighs quivered as the two fingers entered him, legs spreading wider to accustom the more then familiar stretch. His hips twitching and shifting in rhythm.

Seeing the smirk and hearing the purr, he pulled at Damien's hair to kiss his eagerly, tasting himself on Damien's tongue. He let out his own purr, pulling away to nip at the bottom lip and suck at the piercing.

He let out a low, playful growl as Jace's teeth caught his piercing, nipping his upper lip in return as he slipped another finger inside him, thrusting them inside him a little faster.

His lips trailed down the centre of the man's chest to lick and nip at his pelvis, giving a gentle nibble to the base of his arousal before lapping slightly lower to brush his tongue fleetingly over his entrance.

He leaned up to kiss him roughly again, a hand weaving through the dark locks and tugging playfully.