Good Evening

He moaned softly as he was rolled over and his legs pressed up against his chest.

A blush painted his cheeks at his lover's whispered words.

He swallowed thickly, gripping the vibrator in his hand tighter before moving it down to his entrance.

It brushed over him a few times and each time he gave a little mewl before he finally pushed it into himself.

He cried out softly, back arching as he pushed it further into himself.

His free hand gripped Gabe's hair, pulling him down to kiss him fiercely again as he began to thrust the toy in and out of himself slowly.

He groaned into his lover's mouth, flushing deeply as he pulled away from the kiss to watch him, fingers digging into the soft flesh of the man's upper thighs. His eyes locked in on the toy and he moaned, leaning down to kiss the tender flesh of Jean's inner thigh. He had expected Jean to protest, to refuse... but this

Gabriel lifted his head to watch his lover's expression intently, a tongue darting over his lips.

His head lolled back as the thrusts slowly began to gain speed, moaning lowly.

He bit his lips softly, writhing.

His hand slid from Gabe's hair to find his hand, guiding it from his thigh down to the vibrator.

Gabriel groaned under his breath as his hand was guided down, but somehow managed to control himself, setting the vibrator to a higher speed before withdrawing his hand. He trailed it up Jean's abdomen to smooth his cheek, leaning down to kiss him tenderly.

"Keep going." he murmured into his lover's lips, a hand slipping between their bodies to touch himself.

He gave a loud moan, hips jerking. "Bastard," he growled lowly before Gabe's lips captured his in a kiss.

He returned the kiss roughly, hands fisting in his lover's hair.

He had meant for Gabe to take over, not turn it higher.

Jean-Claude gave his lover a dark look at the mutter, hand searching out Gabe's again, pulling it away from his arousal and guiding it to the vibrator again.

He shook his head with a grin, pulling his hand away again. "You know the magic words."

Gabriel pulled away from his lover, sitting back on his haunches as his hand slipped back down his body again. He moaned loudly as his hand curled around his arousal again, watching Jean intently as he thrust into his hand, breaths breathy.

"Fucking. Do. It," he growled quietly, hips jerking with a loud moan, eyes screwing shut. Those words were magic enough.

If he wanted to masturbate, he wouldn't have woken the man up. He wanted Gabe to fuck him. He didn't want Gabe to watch him fuck himself.

But...

He could make this work to his advantage.

His hips jerked as he thrust the vibrator in and out of himself again. "O-ooooh," he moaned, exaggerating the thrusts of his hips to meet the vibrator. "Mmmm, fuck, Gabe..." he whimpered.

He flushed deeply, groaning deeply with a faint gulp, one hand reaching out to grab his lover's knee, spreading his legs further apart to get a better look. His hand sped up a bit, moaning as he leaned down to kiss the back of the man's knee, mouthing up his inner thigh.

"J-Jean."

His legs parted willingly under Gabe's prompting, baring all to his lover.

He ignored the man's existence beyond that, though. He just carried on pleasuring himself.

He whimpered, free hand slowly beginning to pump himself, hips jerking erratically as he sped up the thrusts of the vibrator.

His breath came in little pants between the low moans and whimpers.

He groaned softly as Jean spread his legs wider, his flush deepening. But when his lover reached down to touch himself, he finally lost control, grabbing the vibrator to pull it out of him roughly, forcing his arms above his head to pin him down, kissing and nipping his neck roughly.

"Jean..."

Jean-Claude moaned loudly a the sudden loss he felt, back arching.

His eyes flickered open to stare up at Gabe, panting softly.

His tongue darted out over his lower lip as his head arched back, offering his throat to the man.

"Mmmm, Gabe," he purred.

"Bastard... using that against me..." he growled, biting down on his lover's neck harshly.

Lapping up the blood, he mouthed up the man's neck to kiss him roughly, a hand fisting into the brown hair as he nudged a knee between his legs, grinding it against him slowly.

"I know how much it turns you on to see me pleasure myself," he groaned lowly.

A moan tore from his throat as his lovers teeth broke his skin.

He whimpered quietly, grinding his hips down against his lover's knee. "Mmmm, Gabe," he purred softly.

He blushed deeply, biting his lip. "Batard."

Pulling his knee away, he slipped a finger inside his lover again, curling it gently inside him as he buried his face in Jean's neck. A tongue lapped over the new wound apologetically, pressing his finger deeper inside his lover.

"I learned from the best," he growled playfully, leaning up to tug at his lover's earlobe with his teeth.

He moaned, back arching, as his lover's finger pushed into him.

He ground down against his lover, purring softly as he arched his head to give his lover better access.

He groaned as teeth nipped his ear, pushing a second finger inside, more roughly this time, scissoring them quickly. Now he was feeling in more of a hurry himself, and he scraped his fangs down the side of his lover's neck as he pulled his fingers out, thrusting them back in again. He loved to tease Jean, but sometimes, he wanted to get going quickly too.

"Smartarse."

He moaned when a second finger pushed into him, trusting against them as Gabe scissored them.

His legs moved to wrap loosely around his lover's waist.

"Would I be anything else?" he murmured with a soft chuckle.

He rolled his eyes. "Of course."

Thrusting a third finger inside him, he bent to kiss him again, nipping his lower lip playfully, tongue darting out to trace along the inside of his teeth. He smirked into the kiss, twisting his fingers inside his lover before curling them sharply.

He cried out, thrusting his hips against the three fingers, legs tightening around the man's hips.

His mouth opened in a silent moan as the fingers within twisted then curled.

"Fuck, Gabe..!"

He had to hold back a soft moan at Jean's reaction. He loved seeing his lover like this. He loved knowing that he could make him like this. The blond kissed the man's forehead tenderly, pulling his fingers out before thrusting them back in again.

"Having fun?" he teased.

He whined softly then moaned, hips bucking up against his lover's hand.

"Shut up and fuck me," he growled out softly, legs tightening around Gabe's waist yet again.

His grin widened. "What's the magic word?"

Fingers curled inside the man sharply, pressing them upwards to graze over the man's prostate. His hand returned to holding the back of the man's knee, pressing it up to his chest. Blood-red eyes flickered down to where his fingers lay buried in the man's entrance, giving a soft groan.

"Fuck. Me. Now."

He gasped, jerking violently, his (now free) hands flying to fist in his lover's hair.

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me," he whimpered softly, rocking his hips against the man's fingers.

Hmm. Almost good enough. Almost. He smirked, positioning himself at his lover's entrance, nudging him teasingly. "Please." he prompted.

A finger trailed up the underside of the man's erection as he leant down to caress a collarbone with his lips, gently mouthing over the silky skin.

His lips parted in a snarl.

"Fuck. Me."

He was tired of this teasing. There was no satisfaction in this type of teasing. He wanted Gabe to tease him properly or fuck him already.