The Horror of Shopping

"Yeah. I trained as a piercer before I began tattooing. It doesn't take so long to graduate, so it was something to do in the meantime. And yep, this one's mine." he rolled his tongue over the piercing, suddenly more conscious of it.

His lip curled in displeasure as Jace dropped his cigarette on the floor.

"Oi, I was smoking that!"

He mentally made a note to get revenge on him for that. Maybe burn him with one next time. His mind gradually slipped into malicious and sadistic thoughts as he watched the cigarette burn out on the floor.

"Such a drama queen." he grumbled.

He rolled his eyes again, he stamped on the cigarette to get Damien's attention back on him.

"[i]I'm[i] the drama Queen." He paused, looking up at the st the sky in thought. "Okay, maybe I am a little. Though, I would prefer it if I was just a Queen, rather then a drama Queen."

His finger looped back around the belt holder, and he tugged the taller male forward.

"Anyway, pick up the bags. We need to get a taxi back since I can't drive." Jade eyes glanced back up at Damien. "Unless you can?"

His mouth twitched in annoyance as Jace stomped on his- now rather dead- cigarette again.

"Nah, you're doing a pretty good job of being a Drama Queen."

He broke away from Jace's grip to bend down to pick up the bags, groaning a little as he stood up.

"I can drive, but I have a bike. So, unless you feel like being crushed under the weight of those bags while I drive you back, a taxi might be a better idea. I can pick up my bike in the morning."

He started to walk off towards the taxi bay. The sooner that he got rid of these damned bags the better.

"The taxi it is, then. Being crushed under bags is your job."

"Swiftly overtaking Damien, he went over to the nearest Taxi. Bending down, he quickly told the taxi driver in fluent Italian where he wanted to go.

Standing back up, he waved over to Damien.

"Hurry up, or the taxi will leave without us."

He tapped his foot - more teasingly then impatiently.

"Take some of these bags, then you can tell me to hurry." he groaned.

Handing the bags to the driver, one by one, to put in the boot, he slid onto the seat next to Jace, slumping back on the seat with a relieved sigh.

"Do you do this every time you go shopping?"

Damien made a mental note not to go shopping with Jace again. He didn't fancy having to do this every single time that they were in town. Next time, they would get a drink, or do something else.

Settling in the seat, his own feet aching, he turned and beamed to the tired Lycan next to him.

"Yep, normally I grab the closest free male next to me. Some more willing then most."

Leaning closer, not bothered by the driver, he nipped Damien's ear and placed his hand on his inner thigh.

"Most of them don't know about the aftermath."

The hand traveled lower and he pressed his fingertips against Damien's bent knee. Pulling away away, he glanced up at Damien through his eyelashes, leering smile in place.

"You don't do carrying bags, then?"

He inhaled sharply in surprise as teeth nipped at his ear, but smirked, leaning in to brush his lips down the man's jaw fleetingly. Pulling away again, a let out a quiet whimper as fingers pressed against his knee, squirming lightly in his seat. He glared at Jace as he pulled away, but wound his fingers into the auburn locks, tugging lightly.

"Fucking tease."

Licking his lips, he then snickered over Damien squirming and whimpering in his seat. They were quickly cut short, hands grabbing the fist which held his hair. He tried the loosen the fingers and free his hair from the other male's grip.

"Not the time and place."

One hand left the first to rub his fingertips, once again, on the sensitive skin behind the knee in circular motions.

Damien rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right, like you actually care about that."

He sucked in a breath as fingertips continued to stroke the sensitive flesh behind his knee, torn between wriggling away from the teasing touches and sinking into them. His grip tightened around the man's hair for a moment before loosening his hold, leaning forward to bite an earlobe sharply.

Jason's eyes flickered up to the rear-view mirror, meeting the driver's judging eyes for a second before he pulled away.

"True."

Keeping his mouth shut to stop the gasp as Damien's grip tightened, he then let out a soft purr as it was loosened. The purr was replaced with a sudden intake of breather, before turning to lick Damien's piercing. He glanced back at the rear-view mirror, still seeing judging eyes on them. Well, at least he was not complaining or throwing them out of the taxi.

"Let's put on a ten minute show."

Shifting into the middle seat, he pressed his lips against Damien's. The pressure of his fingertips altered between soft and firm, in hopes of coxing out a few more whimpers.

Damien almost faltered for a moment as he caught sight of the driver's eyes in the mirror. Oh. So that was why Jace was hesitating. He had thought that the driver wasn't paying any attention.

He completely forgot about it as their lips met, kissing back eagerly as he gave a few sharp tugs to the auburn locks. A whine was muffled into the man's mouth, legs parting a little under the soft touches to his knee.

He pulled away from the kiss, eyes glinting mischievously.

"So shameless." he purred, leaning in to nip at the man's lower lip again.

This time, he let out a soft moan as Damien tugged his hair, his fingertips pushing harder against the sensitive skin. Experimentally, he dragged his finger from behind his knee to the top and gently draw circles to see if that would also draw a reaction out of Damien.

As Damien pulled away, his tongue darted along his lips, still lazily drawing circles on the cap of the knee.

His the corners of his lips stretched a little at the comment.

"Yep."

Feeling teeth capture his bottom lip, he leaned in closer, his tongue running along the seam of Damien's slightly chapped lip.

Hearing grumbling muttering at the front of the taxi, he moved the hand on the American's fist onto his chest and lightly pinched his nipple, purring into the kiss.

He whined softly as Jace pressed harder against the back of his knee, squirming lightly. A quiet whimper escaped him when the fingertips traced light circles over his knee cap and he shuddered, head lolling back against the seat.

Lips crashed against Jace's again, kissing him almost viciously as he grabbed a fistful of the auburn locks, moaning quietly as fingers pinched his nipple.

His hands slid down the man's chest and under his shirt to trail fingertips lightly over a hipbone, purring into the kiss.

Jason purrs increased at the reaction he got. He was slightly wondering whether or not it will affect Damien at all. But now knowing that it did meant that he had a lot more area to abuse. Lips quirked for a second at his discovery, he quickly kissed the exposed neck before lips crashed against his. Letting out another loud moan, his fingers tightening around the nipple, tugging at it slightly.

His hips jerked as fingers trailed over his hip-bone, a pleasurable sensation shooting towards his groin.

Knocking his head against Damien's forehead, his teeth clanking together, he gave yelp as the taxi came to a sudden stop.

Rubbing the bump, he turned to the driver, plastering a bright smile on his face.

"Grazie tanto!"

Throwing a fifty euro note at the driver, not bothering to collect the change, he crawled over Damien and out of the taxi.

Out of the taxi, he leaned down so he was face to face with the Lycan.

"I shall leave you with the bags, and see you in the mansion."

Pecking the other Male's lips, he turned and trotted off, heading towards his room. He hoped that Camille or his cat was not in their. And the others... Maybe he could convince them to join? Though, that did sound like a hopeless case. If their was anyone in their, he will just go to an empty room - like one of those random halls. And hope that Damien had a good nose on him, unlike himself.

Entering the room his lips twitched again. Empty. Settling down on the nearest bed, Camille's, he waited for the Lycan - expecting him to follow.

"For fuck's sake."

He growled quietly as Jace just left him with the bags, but grudgingly dragged them up to the room, having to do two or three runs. Perhaps he should just fuck off back to his room? It would serve Jace right for treating him as a donkey. But then... this opportunity was a little too good to pass up.

He slowly carried the bags the final way up the stairs before collapsing outside the door, rapping on the wood from a sitting position.

This had better be fucking well worth it.

Closing his eyes, he traced lazy patterned on his naked thigh as he waited for Damien. His eyes flickered open as he heard a knock on his door. Jumping up from Camille's bed he opened the door and flashed a half amused and half flirty smile at the Lycan. He was now stripped to his boxers -his half hard erection visible.

Crouching in front of the Lycan, his lips pressed against Damien's ear.

"You took your time."

His tongue darted over the piercing while his fingertips rested lazily on the knee caps. Not doing anything, but just a light reminder of what he knew. Waiting patiently for the answer, he toyed at the piercing with his lips.

He glanced up as Jace came to the door, lips twitching... partly flirtily, partly in irritation.

His eyes travelled down the man's half-naked body with a smirk, sitting up a little in anticipation, his tongue darting over his lips.

"Serves you right." he growled, a little more playfully this time. "Leaving me with the bags like that."

He shivered lightly as Jace's hands rested on his knees, a leg hooking around one of the other man's with a purr.

"Tough luck."

Flicking a his tongue over the ear, he nipped at the shell of it. His fingertips beginning to draw slow and soft circles on knees, feeling satisfied from the little purr.

Standing up, careful not to trip over the leg hooked around his one, he flashed another flirty smile down at the Lycan. Interlocking his fingers with Damien's, he pulled the taller up.

It took all his will not to ravish the man right here and now. But with the threat of Camille walking down the corridor, he figured it was best to do business in a locked room.

He walked back into his room, dragging the other male behind him. He lead Damien to the bed, pushing him on it - not caring whose it was. Bending down, he steeled another far from innocent kiss.

Leaving Damien unattended for only a moment to lock the door, he bit Damien's lower lip. Fingers instantly began to abuse the sensitive skin behind Damien's knee again, not giving the other male an advantage to top.

Damien let out a quiet whimper, head tilting back to allow Jace better access to his ear, eyes sliding closed with a shiver.

Allowing Jace to drag him up, he followed him into the room, collapsing willingly onto the bed. He watched the man walk away to lock the door, eyes bright with anticipation. And let out an irritated growl when Jace began to abuse the back of his knee again, squirming with a whine. Well, there went his opportunity.

He seized a fistful of Jace's hair again, dragging him up roughly to kiss him, biting down harshly on the man's lower lip.

The corner's of Jason's lips twitched as Damien began to squirm and whine again. Honestly, he wondered whether he will ever get tired of watching Damien like this.

Taking in a sharp breath as his hair was pulled lip was bitten, and he bit Damien's top lip back, moaning against his lip.

Hand's hooked under Damien's legs, he pulled them up higher - forcing the other male back on the bed. Settling between his thighs, he pressed a knee between the Lycan's groin.

His lips were still pressed against the other pair, kissing them roughly and forcefully for dominance in the kiss. The fingertips on one hand idly drew circles on the cap of Damien's knee, while the other hand slipped under Damien's shirt. He purred as he felt the flesh under the shirt, the digit of his index finger running slowly from the center of the chest to Damien's waistline.

Damien kissed Jace back roughly, alternating between running his fingers gently through the auburn locks and giving sharper tugs. His body pressed up against Jace's as he was pushed down to the bed, trying to get some leverage to flip them, but quickly fell back against the mattress, panting softly.

A quiet moan escaped him as a knee was pressed against him, rocking against Jace with a shudder, writhing at the soft touches to his knee. He whimpered quietly, arching up against him.

Being in this position made him felt vulnerable and nervous, and it was not naturally something he would agree to, but it felt... good. Though he would never admit it.

His own hand dropped to brush over the skin above the man's belt teasingly, eyes glittering challengingly as he looked up at Jace.

He let out another purr in appreciation of Damien's whimpers, moans and shudders. Jason was sure he will never get tired of seeing Damien like this. All he needed now was a beg - no matter how small it was.

He glanced down, his own jade eyes equally challenging as he looked down into Damien's silver pair.

He felt his stomach jump a little as Damien's fingersran along the skin above the belt. Rather then ignoring it, he pressed his groin closer to Damien's hands, hinting at him to lower his hands.

Dipping his own fingers beneath Damien's waistline, he felt the skin, and let out a soft moan. Taking his fingertips out of his waistline he pushed Damien's shirt up. He lent back for a second to admire the body below.

He bent down, kissing the tanned stomach, the tips of his fingers returning to the back of Damien's knees, rubbing them softly.

Damien glared up at him, gritting his teeth to hold back a moan as Jace's fingers dipped under the waistband, hips jerking against the man's hand. His eyes slid half-closed hazily as his hand slid down to unbuckle Jace's belt.

He paused, eyes glittering teasingly as his fingertips ran along the waistband again, dipping slightly under, but still not touching him.

The man let out a frustrated whine as Jace's hand pulled away again, moaning quietly as lips brushed over the curve of his stomach, and fingertips traced circles at the back of his knee.

"For fuck's sake, Jace!"

He let out a soft whine as Damien continued not to touch him, getting his own revenge by not doing the same.

He traced Damien's hip bone with his tongue, while the touches on the back of the American's knee became even softer so that he was only lightly teasing them with his nails.

"Beg for what you want, then." He purred, glancing up at Damien through his dark eyelashes. His lips brushed against Damien's hip before he moved away, looking down at Damien with a smirk, still abusing his knee.

Damien whimpered quietly as a tongue trailed along his hipbone, arching upwards, teeth clamping down on his lip hard. His legs widened in expectation, hands tangling in the man's hair in an attempt to guide him lower.

"No." he growled back, glaring up at him.

Jace may have the upper hand now, but he wouldn't beg. He wouldn't let anybody control him.

But he still let out a quiet whine as the man's fingers brushed over his knee.