Feeding (Gabriel and Belial)

His grin widened as the man's legs spread apart over a simple bite, he could already tell that this was going to be fun if the man was so sensitive to touch.

He let out a groan as nails dug into his skin, he had always loved the feeling of nails and teeth against his skin, there was something so primal about it.

The hand around Gabriel's arousal tightened, stroking the man firmly as Belial's free hand ran over his stomach, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and stroking the newly exposed flesh.

His nails dragged down and over the man's hip, leaving long red scrapes over the pale skin.

He let out a quiet groan as the man began to stroke him, hips jerking upwards as he started to unbutton the man's trousers, slipping a hand inside to reciprocate the slow stroking motions.

He leaned up to graze his teeth over the side of the man's neck gently, before clamping down, teeth tugging softly at the skin trapped between his teeth. His fangs were threatening to extend from lust, but he managed to keep them under control. He didn't want to kill Joshua before he had had some fun first.

He groaned and pressed up against the Vampire as his nails scraped over him, grinding his hips hard against him out of lust for the rough treatment.

A purr sounded in his chest as the Vampire began to stroke him, he definitely wanted more from the man now that he was becoming aroused.

His free hand grasped onto Gabriel's pants and pulled them down over his hips and slid them off, he didn't care who saw them out in the garden like this, let them watch.

Belial slid his body between the Vampire's legs, pressing up against him as his hand continued to pump him slowly.

A shudder ran through him as his neck was bitten, Gabriel had better self control than he first thought.

He lifted his legs willingly to allow the man to slide his trousers off, pulling the man's shirt and t-shirt off in return.

His tongue trailed along a collarbone and up the side of the man's neck to draw an earlobe into his mouth, tongue flicking over the skin lightly. The movements of his hand became a little firmer, thumb rubbing over the man's slit.

He ached to bite him. Properly, this time, to actually sink his teeth into that skin and to be able to taste him on his tongue. That's what he loved to do at times like this. But it was too early. Not yet.

He gave a moan as his earlobe was taken into Gabriel's mouth and his thumb ran over his slit, a shudder through his body, he was definitely going to enjoy this.

Belial leaned down, trailing his tongue down Gabriel's torso, laving over his navel and skimming down him pelvis.

His hand slipped away from the Vampire's member and he trailed his lips down the shaft, feathering it with soft licks and sucks before taking his head into his mouth, sucking on it eagerly.

His hand slipped further down also, caressing the man's entrance as his fingers drew circles around it.

His eyes slid closed, biting down on his lip in anticipation, feeling the muscles of his torso leap at the sensation of the tongue travelling slowly down his abdomen.

He let out a shaky moan as the man's tongue and lips caressed him, back arching, his hips slowly rolling against demon's mouth. The noise became slightly louder when the man took him inside his mouth, legs parting willingly under the touches as his head rolled back against the grass.

Belial bobbed his head, sucking the Vampire firmly, his tongue swirling around the tip of his head and pressing against his slit as he moved.

His hands slid down and stroked Gabriel's thighs, caressing them beneath his skillful finger tips.

The Vampire was so pliable under his touch and the Demon could not keep the content smirk off oh his lips.

He guided his legs up so they were draped over his shoulder as he continued to suck the man, his teeth scrapping against his shaft.

His body jolted with a sharp intake of breath and a needy moan as a tongue pressed against his slit, hips rolling quickly against the man's mouth.

"...Dieu..."

He allowed the man to guide him, legs curling around the demons neck and shoulders willingly. His back arched as he tried to push closer, one hand fisting in the long, black and purple locks.

Belial had to hold back a chuckle at the man's murmured words.

I'm not a God, think lower, much lower...
He thought to himself with a smirk, Heaven and Hell could not have been further apart.

This one had needs, needs that were not currently being met, and he could satisfy the Vampire much more if he used some of his power, this was much more fun than he little game earlier.

He sucked Gabriel hard, his teeth dragging as he moved his head, his tongue wiggled and thrashed against the man's slit.

Belial moved his head away, moving his head lower to lave over the man's entrance, covering him generously with a layer of saliva.

He unhooked, Gabriel's legs and wrapped them around his waist as he arms wrapped around the Vampire's torso.

The Demon moved swiftly, one moment they were laid out on the grass and the next he had Gabriel pinned up against a tree as he pushed himself into the Vampire roughly.

His eyes shot open in shock and pleasure, arching and jerking, his body twisting on the ground. A hand clamped to his mouth to stifle a loud cry. This... this wasn't human. He had been with humans before, and this definitely wasn't human.

His legs tightened around the demon's shoulders, whimpering softly as the man's head moved away to lave over his entrance.

"C'est quoi ce bordel?!" he yelled as he was slammed against the tree, head hitting the wood harshly.

A loud cry ripped from his throat, nails scraping at the man's back.

A hand slipped up the Vampire's back to cradle his head, his fingers stroking through his hair softly, gently rubbing the spot where he had hit against the tree.

He had to remember that this one was young, and he didn't want the man getting a concussion before he had, had his fun.

Belial gave a long moan as the nails scratched down his back, his back arching into the touch.

"Calmez-Gabriel, on dirait que vous n'avez jamais eu des rapports sexuels avant."

He muttered with a soft smirk as he became to move his hips, thrusting into the man firmly.

His hand leaned the Vampire in towards his neck, shielding his head from further knocks against the tree from the force of his thrusts.
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Calm down Gabriel, anyone would think you've never had sex before.

"Tais-toi. Tu m'a prendu au dépourvu, c'est tout." he growled, lip curling back over his now fully extended fangs.

He let out a long, moaning cry, head falling back against the bark of the tree, jolting with each thrust as his nails scrabbled at the man's back roughly.

His eyes lingered on the man's neck heatedly as he was drawn towards it. Well, he wasn't a human, so he would survive if Gabriel bit him now. But what if he was a lycan.

"Qu'est-ce tu es?"

He wanted to bite him. But it might be dangerous. He needed to know first.

(translation: "Shut up. You took me by surprise, that's all." )
"What are you?"

He gave a soft chuckle as the Vampire growled at him, it was always funny being scolded by someone so much younger than him.

Belial continued to thrust into him hard, his pace quickening as his hands gripped onto the man's hips tightly, his nails biting into the soft skin.

His blue eyes met the red irises of Gabriel's, so he knew he wasn't human now, took him long enough.

Belial blinked as his eyes stayed locked onto the Vampire's, when they reopened his eyes were back to the deep purple that he usually had.

"I'm a Demon, my name is Belial."
He replied, his eyes darting down to the Vampire's fangs, his lips pulled up into a grin, he could tell what Gabriel was thinking.

"My blood wont harm you, quite the opposite."
Nothing had higher healing powers than demon blood, it offered the drinker so much, even enhancing their powers for a short amount of time.
Belial was old, older than Giacinto so the blood that coursed through his veins was amongst the strongest currently on Earth.

As the Demon spoke his aura returned, the scent of his age and ability now sweeping over his body like a cloud of smoke.

"C'est... des conneries." he panted out.

He didn't believe in demons. In the whole century that he had been alive, he would have known if they did exist, he was sure of it.

But if he could...

His fangs sank deeply into the demon's neck, eyes widening with a surprised moan, drawing in a deep mouthful.

It was like nothing he had ever tasted before. It was so rich... it was like drinking a gallon of blood at once... it was almost too much, and his head spun, but he didn't want to stop drinking.

Soft whimpers and moans were muffled into the demon's skin, overwhelmed by the blood and the pleasure surging through his body.

A large smirk appeared on the Demon's lips, as he rejected what he had just said.
"You're obviously not a religious man."

Chances are if Gabriel knew who he truly was he would have run miles away, Belial was not just some pitiful lesser demon.

He gave a low moan as the fangs dug deeply into his skin, arching his neck to offer the Vampire more.

He continued to thrust into the Vampire roughly, speeding up the movements of his thrusts until his hips were practically a blur, Gabriel had what he wanted now it was time for Belial to take his payment.

He gave a soft chuckle as the Vampire whimpered, he had heard that noise before, his blood could be a bit of a shock if the man hadn't been expecting it.

Belial wondered how long it would take for Gabriel to realize that he was telling the truth, perhaps as he drank he would notice that he did not have a heart beat, in fact, Belial didn't even have a heart.

No... no heartbeat. Even most vampires did have heartbeats so could this man be telling the truth?

No. He wouldn't believe it. He wouldn't.

A harsh cry ripped from his lips as the thrusts of the demon's hips sped up, clinging on for dear life as his nails dug into the man's back, clawing desperately at the skin. Drawing one final mouthful, he forced himself to break away, head swimming as though he were drunk, a sensation like the licking of flames flickering down his throat.

This hurt. He could feel his back getting scraped against the bark of the tree, beads of blood welling up on his back...

And he loved it.

He loved Jean dearly, but he had tried for so long to get him to be rough with him, to dominate him properly, but with no success. He needed this.

Belial moaned as the nails raked down his back as the Vampire clawed at him, he would never get enough of nails cutting his skin open like that.

Gabriel had more self control than most, all the other Vampires that young that he had let drink from him drank until he had to stop them so they didn't pass out, he didn't fancy having sex with someone who was unconscious.

The sound of Gabriel's cries aroused him more than anything else, the sound was intoxicating and had him building up as he moved inside of the man harshly.

His hand slipped from the Vampire's hip and wrapped around his arousal, pumping him hard and fast as his head leaned forward as he continued to move at this pace.

A sharp cry was muffled into the side of the man's neck, his tongue lapping out to clean up the last droplets of blood from the pale skin with a faint moan.

He needed more. It tasted so good.

His nails dug deeper into the man's shoulders as his fangs slipped back into the skin, drawing a long, deep mouthful. Perhaps his self-control wasn't as good as he had thought.

A wail was muffled into the demon's skin as he pumped him, body jolting and writhing in a timing unable to keep up with the speed of the thrusts. It was so overwhelming... drinking, being fucked, being pumped all at once, along with the delicious scraping pain of his back against the wood.

He couldn't keep this up for much longer.

His fangs pulled out for a moment.

"I'm going to..."

Each of the Vampire's cries sent shivers through his body, Gabriel made the most beautiful noises, it had a smile curled up on the Demon's lips.

He gave a low groan as the Vampire's fangs dug back into his neck, the pain was delicious as had the flames of desire licking at his stomach and blazing across his pelvis.

Belial moaned as the feeling of the fangs in his neck, the nails in his shoulder and the Vampire tight around his member consumed him in a lustful cocktail of sensation.

He bit down on Gabriel's neck roughly, the Vampire was going to come and needed that last little push over the edge, a smirk spread across his lips as he ground his teeth against the man's skin.

His tongue laved over the bite mark as he pulled away, he needed something to finish him before the Vampire was completely spent.
"Bite me, as hard as you can."
He muttered in a breathy moan, he was a very old demon a savage bite from a Vampire this young would not harm him.

His eyes shot open as teeth clamped down on his neck, back arching as his head rolled back to hit the bark harshly. A shudder rippled down his body, letting out a shaky cry.

"M...muerde..."

His teeth ripped into the skin of the demon's jugular, muffling one final cry as he came, jolting against the man's body.

He drew in a few last mouthfuls of the blood before he stilled, head buried in he man's neck, body trembling a little as soft pants racked his chest.



(Translation: "S...shit...")

A loud breathy moan escaped his lips as the Vampire tore open his neck, pain shot through his torso and he shivered with delight.

The demon tilted his head back as he gave a final drawn out moan as he came, burying himself deep inside of the Vampire as the throbbing consumed him.

Belial's breathing was still steady as he gripped onto Gabriel's limp body, pulling him away from the tree.

His hand stroked through the blond curls as he gripped the Vampire's hair and slowly pulled his mouth away from his neck.

"That's enough, any more and you will pass out."
He muttered, licking the Vampire's lips clean of his own blood.

The wounds he had inflicted on the man were already healing, the large scratches on his back from the tree bark, beginning to fade away.

He lay Gabriel out on the lawn and pulled out of him with a soft groan before sitting back against the blood stained tree and lighting a cigarette before propping it between his lips.

Gabriel let out a small noise as the demon came inside him, body jerking a little in the man's grip.

He allowed Belial to pull him away from his neck, reluctantly slipping his fangs out of the skin, shrinking them until they reached their usual, human size. His head spun as he was lain down on the ground, staring up at the night sky, his vision blurry from his high.

"Qu'est-ce que tu es?"

He didn't believe that the person he was sitting next to was a demon. He just didn't. Vampires, werewolves... those were different. They were human-made, afterall. It was rational to some extent.

But a demon...


(Translation: "What are you?")

He gave a soft chuckle, blowing a steady stream of wispy smoke into the air as he relaxed against the tree.

"I already told you what I am Gabriel.
My name is Belial but many have called me by other names."

The Demon replied as he gazed up at the sky.
"I fell from heaven before Lucifer, one of the first greater demons ever created, not that it is important."

He replied with a mutter as he flicked some ash from the end of his cigarette and hummed to himself softly.
There was a reason he had crawled out of hell, his interests and the demonic agenda differed and as such decided it was time for a break away from the burning legions.

"The world if full of supernatural creatures, not just the ones that reside here, but you are young and will figure that out sooner or later.
Heaven, hell, angels and demons, they all exist and have been around much longer than Vampires and Werewolves I'll tell you that much."

Gabriel reached over and flicked the man's nose playfully, as if scolding him.

"Lying's very naughty, Belial. Didn't your mother ever teach you against it?"

He was possibly burying his head in the sand, but he didn't believe it. Not for a minute. Demons didn't exist. It wasn't scientifically possible.

"Besides, if you really were a demon, why bother granting people like me the gift of immortal life? Wouldn't you want to carry me off to your pit of flames for sodomising with men and drinking myself into a stupor every other night?"

He chuckled, reaching over to pluck the cigarette from the man's fingers, taking a deep drag of the smoke.

Never before had he really thought he would be this much of an atheist. Before, he had just... never really thought about it. It was irrelevant as far as he was concerned.

"Honestly, you'll be telling me God exists next."

Belial scoffed and chuckled softly, shaking his head, nothing he could say would convince a non-believer.