New places, familiar faces (m-rated!)

Gabriel wandered down the steps, taking everything in curiously as he lead the other young man by the hand. He had been showing Jean-Claude around the mansion, but he hadn't been in the basement before. He swung open the door, blinking slightly as he noticed that it was a dungeon.

"Well, there's something about Giacinto that I didn't know before." he laughed.

He stepped into the room, glancing around in interest, before turning back to the other man to check his reaction.

Jean-Claude still felt a little meek in this new place.

He had his hand in Gabe's, chest pressed against his arm.

As much as he loved seeing this new place, he was still a little wary. He was a baby compared to all these people and he just knew that he'd say or do something accidentally and make an enemy.

When he was led down under-ground he was curious. What would it be? An underground sleeping place for them? A stupidly large wine-cellar?

His eyes widened when he saw the dungeon and all its questionable furnitures. Having a boos like he did, and being sold off as a stripper and sex-slave, he had seen many weird and wonderful sex-related furnitures. He could name most of these without pausing to think.

A blush panted his cheeks as he looked back up at Gabe.

Gabriel noticed the blush and walked back over to the young man, pecking him reassuringly on the cheek. "We can leave if you want."

He had been a little taken aback himself... not that he actually minded... in fact, not at all... but it had been a little bit of a shock to find a dungeon like, well... this. Unsure if Jean's blush meant that he was uncomfortable here, he ran a soothing hand up and down the young vampire's arm.

His tongue ran over his lips.

He didn't particularly want to leave, but... His eyes darted over the equipment dotted around the room curiously, cheeks darkening in colour. Were they going to use this stuff?

The younger vampire wasn't opposed to the thought. In fact, he was already getting very vivid mental images of the two of them.

But how to tell his creator that he didn't actually mind this without coming across as... Well, as a desperate whore. What person, after having been changed into something completely different to what he had been for his entire life, would want sex without being a nymphomaniac or something?

He bit his lip softly and turned his blue eyes to the floor.

Gabriel smiled to himself at his fledgeling's reaction. Adorable. He brushed his fingertips under the young vampire's chin to tilt his head back, kissing him gently. His unoccupied hand curled around the young man's waist, pulling him in closer, as he traced the seam of Jean's lips with his tongue. Pulling away, he mouthed up the side of the boy's neck to brush over his ear.

"You want to stay, then?" he purred, dipping his tongue into the shell.

He returned the gentle kiss, wanting something a little less...gentle but scared to act on his desires.

As soon as the man's arms slid around his neck, his arms encircled the blond's neck.

His lips parted at the touch of Gabe's tongue to his lip, fingers threading through the long,curly hair of his creator.

He opened his mouth to answer the question but paused, cheeks colouring.

"...Mhmm," he answered eventually, blue eyes sliding shut.

Gabriel purred again, recapturing the younger vampire's lips, a little more forcefully this time. Giving a playful nip to Jean's lower lip, his hands slid under the man's top, tracing feathery circles on the silky skin, before slipping up the expanse of flesh to brush fleetingly over the nipples. He withdrew his hands for a moment, slipping the shirt off Jean-Claude's shoulders before returning to trace the soft flesh with his fingertips.

Jean-Claude moaned quietly at the more forceful kiss, fingers threading tighter through his hair.

His chest arched into the feather-light touches and he purred another quiet moan.

He pulled his arms from around the older man's hair to held with the removal of his shirt before winding his arms back around Gabe's neck.

Gabriel trailed down the man's neck to kiss and nip the silky flesh. Trailing his hands further up the man's top, he pressed down on the nipples, rolling the piercing slightly under his thumbs. He gave Jean's collarbone a harder nip before trailing back up to kiss the man again, trailing his tongue along the back of the set of teeth.

His neck arched back to allow better access to his neck.

A whimper escaped him and he arched his chest into the touch of his nipples, fisting his hands in Gabe's hair and tugging slightly.

A low groan passed his lips at the hard nip to his collarbone and he hiked a leg up onto Gabe's hip as he returned the kiss.

Gabriel groaned as hands fisted in his hair, pressing down harder on the nipples. One hand slid down to cup the man's arse, pulling him in closer to press against him, gently raking his teeth along the other's tongue with a moan. He gave a rough tug to the piercing, rolling it between his fingers before pulling away slightly to pull off the tank-top.

He ground his hips forwards against the older man's when he was pulled closer, moaning in return when he felt the teeth against his tongue.

A purr sounded at the attention to his nipple and his head lolled back. His nipples were sensitive. Perhaps one of the most sensitive parts of his body.

Again, he helped with the removal of his shirt, tossing it aside before leaning close, arms around his creators neck, pressing his lips against Gabe's.

Gabriel groaned lowly into the other man's mouth, hands quickly returning to the nipples, having enjoyed the purr that had slipped from Jean's mouth. He pressed down on them again, before giving them a slightly harsh twist. His mouth trailed down the man's neck to tug at the piercing slightly, swiping his tongue around it. His hand slipped down the young vampire's stomach to stroke him through his trousers, gripping the bulge lightly.

He whimpered loudly, lifting his other leg to wrap around Gabe's waist as well. He clung to Gabe, resting his chin in the top of his head as his mouth abused him nipple along with his fingers.

His hips thrust against the older man's hand with another whimper.

Gabriel gently pulled away, unhooking Jean's legs from around his waist before unzipping his jeans, slowly pulling them off. Kissing back up the Jean's stomach and chest, he lingered at a nipple again to bite it gently, flicking his tongue over the soft nub. He massaged the younger vampire's erection through his boxers, trailing over the length to touch the head through the fabric.

He whimpered softly when Gabe pulled away and pried his legs from around his waist.

But another moan escaped him at the joint attack on his nipple and the attention to his member through the thin fabric of his boxers.

"A-aren't we going to use any of this?" he groaned, raking his nails down Gabe's back over his clothes.

Gabriel pulled away smirking. He strolled over to the bag of luggage and rummaged around inside, throwing a carrier bag over to the man. "Put these on first." he purred out, padding over to a gymnastics horse to sit down, watching the younger vampire intently.

Jean-Claude blinked, catching the bag against his chest. "...What?"

He opened the bag and peered inside, blushing a little. Heh, he was planning on trying things out while he was wearing leathers?

But he stripped obediently, providing quite a show to the older vampire. And then he began pulling on his leathers. He chuckled quietly when he pulled the wrist cuffs from the bag. Of all the cuffs, Gabe had chosen D-Ring cuffs. Was he planning on using this equipment from the start?

He padded over to his sire, jumping up to straddle the horse and leaned towards Gabe with a grin. "Now what, master~?" he purred, blue eyes half-lidded.

Gabriel smirked slightly, purring as he watched the other man change. He sat back, propping himself up as he traced the tip of his tongue along the bottom of his teeth, taking in the other vampire's body with a gulp.

He pressed a playful kiss to Jean's lips as he came over before hopping off the horse, wandering across the room to examine the collection thoughtfully. There were a few that he did not recognise, picking up something odd-shaped and plastic, frowning at it slightly, before putting it back down again.

Then his eyes fell on the riding crop.

He turned back to the man, flashing him an evil grin, as he subtly pocketed the crop, picking up a chain before padding back over to Jean.

His eyes followed Gabe as he sat silently.

The newly-turned vampire was curious as to what would happen here. He didn't know if the older vampire had anything planned or if he was just doing whatever came into his head.

"Chains?" He leaned forwards on the horse with a grin. "Kinky."

Gabriel smirked, giving a playful snarl as he pushed Jean-Claude down onto his front, pulling his hands above his head. Slipping the chain through the rings, he secured him to the horse, pulling the chain tight. The blond stood back with a triumphant grin, admiring his handiwork, red eyes trailing down the man's body hotly.

"Hmm. I kind of like you like this." he grinned. "I might not let you go."

He strode over to the younger male, hooking his thumbs through the belt-loops of the trousers, before pulling them slowly over Jean's hips, tossing them carelessly on the floor. His hands smoothed the soft flesh of the man's arse, gripping one cheek for a moment, before pulling away to strip off his shirt, smirking slightly.

His eyes widened as he was pushed down and chained up.

Well now... He shuddered when he felt Gabe's eyes run over him.

"I wouldn't be entirely opposed," he purred, arching his hips up off the horse to aid the removing of his pants. Again, he was bare below the leather.

He whimpered when the man pulled away from him, looking at him over his shoulder.

Gabriel smirked, wandering back to kiss Jean a little rougher this time, hand gripping the brown locks harshly. He bit down on the man's lip hard enough to make it bleed, lapping up the bittersweet fluid eagerly, a hand sliding down the body before him to smooth the curve of the man's arse. He pulled away from the kiss, watching Jean's expression with a knowing smirk as he pulled the riding crop out of his pocket, making sure that the other could not see it.

He brought it down on the man's flesh quickly, grinning to himself.

He returned the rough kiss with a purring moan.

The tang of blood still tasted odd on his tongue but it was a pleasant enough taste now. It didn't make him gag like it had when he was human.

His back arched when the man's hand ran down it, arse pressing up into the touch.

He eyed the smirk warily. What was he smirking about?

His question was answered when he felt the harsh sting. A yelp escaped him ad his eyes widened. The French-man wasn't expecting the slap of leather - a riding crop by the feel of it (not that he'd ever had the experience of being hit with one, of course...) - and so was unprepared for it.

But the yelp wasn't pained. Just surprised.

Gabriel smirked, strolling back around to Jean's front. He hooked the crop around the man's neck, using it to pull him into another rough kiss, swiping up the last of the blood with his tongue before pulling away. Trailing the crop down Jean's spine, he walked back behind him, running it between the cheeks fleetingly to skim over the man's erection. He pulled the crop away.

And then brought it down on the already bruised flesh, a little harder this time.