Good Evening

Well, he didn't really want to let Jace anywhere near Jean again... but then he didn't want to seem like a spoilsport. Gabriel's mouth twitched, deliberating his answer as he watched the way the tattoo stretched and twisted on the flesh of his lover's lower back as he walked, subtly admiring him from behind.

Gabriel's eyes glinted, slapping his lover's arse hard.

Yes, that was a good answer.

He jolted with a moan as he was slapped.

He looked back at Gabe with an arched brow before he opened the bedroom door and stepped out into the hall.

Gabriel followed him, his arms sliding around Jean's waist. "You go ahead." he murmured lowly, breath tickling his lover's ear. "I have a bit of a situation to attend to."

He pressed up against his lover from behind, letting him feel his arousal, grinding lightly. He let out a low groan.

"But then, I can deal with that myself." he walked back over the threshold, stripping off his shirt without a backwards glance, a hand skimming lightly over a nipple with a soft moan.

He swallowed thickly, glancing back at Gabe.

A soft moan escaped him as he watched the shirt fall to the floor.

But he tore himself away from the sigh, padding down the hall.

He got half way down the hall before he stopped and sighed, turning around and loping back towards their room.

He hovered in the doorway, blushing just a little.

He heard Jean leaving, but continued to strip. After all, he was partly telling the truth when he said that he had a situation to deal with. He didn't really fancy having to eat while trying to conceal his erection. Especially as he had a feeling that Jace had a sixth sense to tell when someone (man...woman...goat...) was aroused.

The man crawled onto the bed, moaning lowly as he curled around himself, bucking into his palm. He could hear Jean coming back down the hall and he smirked, feeling both smug and excited as he started to pump himself with a loud groan.

He watched Gabe jerk himself off on his bed silently, blue eyes smoulder.

Heh... His shorts really did feel tight now.

He closed the door behind him, flicking the lock. Artemis and Hellsing could come back later if they wanted to get in.

Jean-Claude padded towards his lover, shucking his shorts and leaving them on the floor.

He pretended not to hear his lover come in, only spreading his legs a little wider to get a better angle, a hand fisting in the sheets with a whimpering moan. "F-fuck... Jean..."

Reaching behind him, a finger circled his own entrance, pushing in slowly. He let out a strangled groan, pushing back against his hand, head tossing back.

"Jean... fuck... me... J-"

His tongue ran over his lower lip slowly as he watched his lover pleasure himself, thinking of him.

It was a nice stroke to his ego know that his lover got off on the thought of him.

The fledgling perched on the edge of the bed, eyes not straying from his lover.

"J-Jean..." Gabriel choked out again, still pretending not to see him, biting down on his lip with a shudder.

He pushed another finger inside himself, slowly scissoring. His back arched slightly, thrusting deeper into his hand, letting out a desperate whine as his thumb brushed over the slit, breath catching at the back of his throat.

He slid closer to his lover, dropping a kiss to his shoulder as he nestled up behind him.

The fledglings hand ran down his lover's back, stopping when he reached Gabe's hand.

Slowly he pushed a finger in alongside both of Gabe's, curling it gently.

Blood-red eyes slid open, casting a hazy gaze over his shoulder at his lover. "Jean...oh."

He arched as a hand ran down his spine, head dropping softly down to the pillow, breaths erratic. A soft cry escape him as Jean pushed a finger inside him, thrusting back needily, his hand pumping himself a little faster with a soft moan.

His free hand coaxed Gabe's away from his arousal, guiding it to his own, moaning softly as fingers brushed against it.

His finger continued to thrust into the older man slowly, curling occasionally.

The man dropped another soft kiss to his lover's shoulder.

He moaned, curling his hand around his lover, stroking him. His other hand matched the speed of Jean's, thrusting inside himself slowly, hips thrusting back eagerly with a shudder.

"Jean... please..."

His legs spread a little further, pressing his face into the pillow as he rubbed himself against the bed, needing friction against his arousal.

"Uh-uh, no." He gripped his lover's hip, stopping him from moving.

"Come...just from the back," he purred lowly in his lover's ear, thrusting his finger into the man up to his knuckle, curling it roughly.

He gave a sharp nip to his lover's shoulder, tongue laving out over the red patch soothingly.

He whimpered, trying to thrust forward, whining in frustration as Jean's hand stopped him.

A hoarse cry escaped him as Jean's finger curled inside him, writhing, thrusting his own fingers in and out of himself faster. He shuddered, pumping his lover faster. He needed more... he wanted Jean to...

"Jean... please... I want..."

His tongue lapped out over his lover's skin as he slowly pushed a second finger into him.

"Come just from the back; just from me fingering you," he whispered softly, scissoring his fingers gently.

His eyes shot open, choking out a sharp cry at the sensation of four fingers moving inside him, jolting and writhing against his lover's hand, legs trembling, threatening to give way. He needed Jean inside him... The blond let out an agonised moan.

"Please...Jean...I need..."

As the fingers inside him scissored, his mind went blank, crying out loudly, legs giving way as he came, sagging in his lover's grip, head rolling forward.

Jena-Claude grinned against his lover's shoulder as he began to writhe.

His fingers kept up the slow scissoring while Gabe came, forcing him to ride his orgasm out.

He nipped the man's shoulder again.

Gabriel whimpered quietly as he finished, collapsing onto the bed with a whine as he pulled his fingers out of himself. He lay there for a moment, head buried in the pillow panting softly.

And then turned to gaze at Jean with heated eyes from under a thick fringe of lashes, the tip of his tongue darting across his lip as he spread his legs slightly.

"Jean... please... fuck me."

He leaned over his lover to kiss him roughly, hand tugging at his blond hair.

He pushed himself up to hover over him, gazing down at him with dark blue eyes, panting softly.

Gabriel rolled over beneath him, legs wrapping around the man's waist. He gazed up at him with dark red eyes, short, breathy puffs escaping him with a needy whine.

"Jean... please..."

His arms wrapped around his lover's shoulders, pulling him in closer as he peppered the man's neck with soft kisses and gentle nips.

"We've just had a shower We'll get dirty again."

His lips quirked into a little grin. Not that it mattered much if they got dirty again. Gabe had already come and anything else they did just meant they'd need another shower.

"Jean, please..."

His legs tightened around his lover's waist needily. Jean had to be doing this on purpose. It was just too mean. A hand slipped down the man's chest and over his abdomen to massage his erection, continuing to drop soft kisses and nips over his neck and throat.

"Please fuck me..."

His legs spread when Gabe's hand gripped him and he thrust forwards.

"How about..." His hand gripped Gabe's, guiding it lower so his finers touched his entrance.

"How about you fuck me?"

He let out a soft moan, a finger circling his lover's entrance before pushing in slowly. A hand curled around the back of the man's neck to pull him in for a rough kiss, giving a sharp nip to his lower lip as he ground up against him with a low groan.

He curled and uncurled his finger inside his lover gently, watching his expression.