Rusty Spotted...Kitten?

He watched the man watching him silently, subtly shifting, muscles rolling under his skin with the movement.

"Yeah, definitely not a kitten any more. Thank god."

He ran a hand through his brown hair and gave the man a half-grin. "Ever trying something like that again and I'll wring your neck. No surprise kittens, yeah? I nearly had kittens I was that worked up."

He mirrored Jean's grin.

"Please don't, I enjoy breathing. Besides, how was I supposed to know you would turn that instant?"

His eyes leisurely gazed back down Jean's body, and he leaned back on his hands to show off his own tanned one; toned, yet slender.

While he had a little rule about not fucking anyone in relationships, he did often bend it a little if they made the first move. Because if they did, that would mean that he was not the one to blame... Right?

"I can picture you cold and dead under my hands. It's a good look on you."

Vampirism had really done a number on him. He didn't usually joke about death like that. He didn't usually joke about death full stop.

His blue eyes slid down over Jace's body then flickered up to his face, tongue darting out over his lower lip.

"A lot of other people probably agree with you."

He caught the eyes looking at his body and the lick over the lips. His grin turned into a smirk. So it was obvious the younger was not disgusted by the site of him, which made things easier.

Arching his back a little, cocking his head to the side to expose his neck, he waited to see what Jean would do.

"Good at pissing people off?"

His eyes flickered down over the man's body again, tongue darting over his lower lip. Damn, he should be doing this. He had a lover. He had Gabe.

Gabe. GabeGabeGabeGabeGa-

Fuck it.

Jean-Claude lunged forwards, cupping the back of Jace's neck, pulling him in for a rough kiss.

Jason grinned into the kiss, kissing Jean roughly back, adding a little more force behind it as he pushed the younger onto the grass.

Pulling away from the kiss, lips instantly went to the other males neck; kissing and nipping at a patch of skin as he pushed a thigh between Jean's bare legs.

Pulling away again, his Cheshire cat grin returned on his face as he looked down at Jean's body, admiring it. Gently, with his fingertips, he began to trace random pattens around Jean's chest, every so often her gently brush over or squeeze one of his nipples, watching his expression with interest.

Jean-Claude laid back against the grass, looking up at Jace with hooded blue eyes.

His head arched back when the older man's lips descended to his neck and his legs parted slightly to allow the knee more room.

A soft moan sounded as the man's fingertips traced over his skin. Quiet mewls sounded as the fingers passed over his nipples and occasionally gave a little pinch, back arching into the touches.

His cheeks were flushed, eyes heavily hooded, lips parted slightly.

The corners of his lips twitched, and the tugged Jean's nipples again harshly, purring at the moans. Bringing a thumb up to brush Jean's lower lip softly, almost apologetic to his harshness, before he bent down to kiss him again. Slower and more gently compared to the last kiss, but not innocent.

Nipping the bottom lip, he trailed butterfly kisses down and along Jean's collarbone hands placed on his hips.

He moaned loudly, head lolling back, chest arching against Jace's hand.

The younger vampire's eyes slid open slightly, gazing up at the older man with lust-clouded eyes, tongue darting out to run over the tip of the thumb on his lower lip.

Jean-Claude returned the soft, slow kiss, arms sliding around the man's shoulders, hands fisting in his hair.

His lips parted when his lower lip was nipped and he gave a low purr.

Lips kissed the spot on the neck where he felt the pulse underneath them. He nipped and sucked at the the patch of skin, despite the fact he knew his funeral will be soon if a hickey appears there.

Forgetting his looming death, or at least being beaten bloody to the ground, he continued to to give attention to the patch of skin, thumbs rubbing Jean's hips.

His head arched back, offering more of his neck to the older vampire.

"Gabe's gonna beat us both black and blue," he murmured softly between quiet moans and mewls.

His legs wrapped around Jace's waist and he pushed his hips upwards against the older man's.

"Though, I think I will have the worst of it." He murmured in the skin, grinning a little.

Moaning, he ground his hips down against Jean, hands trailing down the tanned skin to hitch the other males legs higher on his waist, dragging the slightly taller man down a little.

Biting Jeans ear lobe, he pulled away again, smirking down at the younger male.

"You'll survive."

His legs tightened around the man's waist and he gave another soft moan. Another soft murmur was given when Jace nipped at his earlobe.

The man's arms tightened around Jace's neck before his hands moved to his shoulders. His grip tightened before giving him a hard shove, following him up then pinning him down on the grass.

"And if it doesn't," he murmured in his ear softly, lips brushing against his skin. "I'll set some nice flowers on your grave."

The man captured Jace's lips in a searing kiss.

Jason let himself be pushed up then down on the grass, jade eyes looking up at Jean through his eyelashes.

"Nice to know you ca-" the rest of the word was muffled as Jean captured his lips. He moaned softly, hands moving from the thighs to grab the younger vampire's ass, squeezing it hard.