[M] Familiar Meeting

A falcon flapped it wings dove down to land, its form shifting and changing, loosing it feathers as it took on a human shape.

He rolled forward as he landed, with ease and practice. Standing, he stretched, hearing joints click and feeling muscles tense.

Stark naked, save for his jewelry that decorated his neck and ears, he glanced around himself, taking in the familiar sight. As much fun as it was here, he did like to stretch his wings. Literally, and metaphorically.

Gabriel sat under a tree with a cup of blood, swirling it around the glass in thought. He had been lonely recently. Ever since Jean had fucked Jace it had only been downhill. Since then, he hadn't seen anyone he used to be close to. Not Vashka, not anyone.

It was all Jace's fault.

He downed the rest of the blood, standing up and dusting his trousers down.

A scowl crossed his face as he smelt a familiar scent. All too familiar.

Speak of the Devil.

He started to stride away quickly. An encounter with Jace was not what he wanted right now.

A shiver ran up his spine and his skin goose-bumped slightly from the breeze.

Raising an eyebrow, he turned his head slightly, trying to pick up on the faint scent. Defiantly a vampire, and defiantly someone he had sex with.

Sometimes he cursed his poor senses.

Leaning over the balcony, jade eyes quickly spotted the mass of blond hair.

Gabriel.

The corners of his lips twisted into a easy smile, remembering the last time they meat. Not a happy one, but an interesting one. He wondered how he and Jean-Claude are getting on now?

Leaping off the balcony, shifting again for a few seconds, he quickly caught up with Gabriel, landing with a soft thud in front of him, back into his more human form.

Tossing his head over his shoulder, he waved and gave flirty smile, as if nothing was wrong and they were still content fuck-buddies.

"Haven't seen you in a while. How's the relationship going?"

He kept walking, eyes flashing. It took keeping walking just to stop him from beating Jace to a pulp for the second time.

"Go fuck yourself, Jace."

Jace was in for some serious trouble if he stuck around. But knowing him, he probably wasn't going to leave any time soon.

So he was just going to keep walking and try not to kill him.

The corners of his lips curled more at the sore mood Gabriel was in. Turning, he followed the slightly younger vampire, easily keeping up with his long strides.

"Why should I when you are normally so willing? What's up, trouble in paradise?"

He feigned concern, bringing his eyebrows together in mock sadness. Reaching a hand out to gently press it against Gabriel's shoulder

But in reality, this was too good. Who expected on little fling to cause this much trouble? It thrilled him.

Gabriel slapped the man's hand away with a snarl. "I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot barge pole. I don't know where you've been."

He started to walk back to the mansion again, calling over his shoulder.

"Other than around, of course."

Ok, so perhaps that was hypocritical of him. He himself hadn't exactly been celibate before he had got together with Jean. But he was pissed off, and it was the only thing he could thing of to lash out at Jace with without bringing up the whole situation with Jean. He really didn't want to talk about that right now.

Jason's shoulders shock as he laughed at Gabriel's comment, he did not touch him again, but he still stood uncomfortable close to the other male.

"Sort of insulting yourself their, aren't you? Last time I checked, you were not wearing a purity ring when you got together with Jean. And even if you were, you were defiantly not saving yourself for someone special."

His lips curled a little more, slightly cruel.

"Besides, you don't even know where he has been now, do you?"

The vampire snarled, spinning around immediately, lashing out in anger. His hand stung from the force with which he had struck the man, almost satisfyingly.

"I couldn't give a fuck about where he's been. I'm done with him. You can fuck him until the bed breaks, for all I care."

He knew it wasn't true. Jace probably knew it wasn't true too.

It made his eyes sting. But Jean didn't care about him, he knew that now. Jean didn't give a flying fuck about anything except those comics of his nowadays. And if Jean didn't care about him, what did he have to gain from caring for Jean?

Nothing.

Nothing whatsoever.

Jason stumbled a little as he was hit. He did not expect it, but he knew that he should of. Lifting his hand, he pressed his fingertips against the tender skin, his smile returning on his face, feeling giddy.

"I have no care for him. I only wanted to fuck him once, try and figure out why you would want a relationship with him. Besides, he was the one that come onto me... I just did a little prompting."

The corners of his lips turned gentle again, and not so cruel when a caught Gabriel's eyes go sightly pink with tears.

"So you do still care for him." He shook his head in slight disgust. "In all honestly you should forget him, or just have him as a part time fuck buddy if you get can't let go of him."

"Fuck off."

He didn't want to hear it. Any of it. Not Jace trying to justify his actions, or Jace slagging off Jean. He didn't want Jace near him.

"Who are you to get involved in people's lived anyway? Yeah, I fucked you. But you know nothing about me, you know nothing about Jean and you have nothing to do with either of us!"

He couldn't stop himself now. His fist was flying towards Jace's face again, and there was nothing he could do to stop himself because he had to unleash it somehow. And Jace was just... there.

Jason, this time expecting a fist flying his way easily dodged it. Enough people have tried to hit him that it was not difficult feat for him.

He was not too sure about why he then grabbed a fist-full of blonde curls and dragged him down, smashing their lips together that he was sure they would bruise.

Maybe it was because of Gabriel's comment? He liked the vampire enough to care for his well being.

He pushed his tongue past Gabriel's lips. The back of his mind wondering vaguely if Gabriel would bite the tip of it off. That thought alone made his tighten his hold on Gabriel's hair.

Gabriel froze in Jace's grip, body trembling with unshed tears and anger. His hands pushed against the man's chest, wanting him to be away, wanting to be alone but... he needed this.

He needed this relief. To be distracted, to be hurt, anything.

Slowly, his tongue began to move against Jace's, before letting out a growl, teeth biting down enough to draw blood.

He wanted to hurt, to be hurt. Some kind of release from the emotional pain he felt.

A groan slipped from his lips at the feeling of Jace's hands gripping his hair, hips grinding against the other man's.

Jason yanked on the blonde hair as he tasted the familiar copper his his own blood. He purred, pulling his tongue out, saliva tinted pink form the blood, to bite harshly on Gabriel's bottom lip, the familiar bitter taste of his blood mingling slightly with the taste of his own. Gabriel's blood always had a a nice kick to it.

He felt his groin twitch as Gabriel pressed his hips against his and made him all the more eager, pulling the taller vampire further down so he bent at an odd angle. One hand untangling itself form the locks to press the palm of it into the small of Gabriel's back, to keep his close. Nails digging in just enough to leave marks, but not enough to draw blood.

He cried out in surprise as Jace's teeth bit into his lower lip, tasting the mingled blood of his and Jace's filling his mouth. His hips pressed up more eagerly against the man's, pressing him into a tree as he ground up against him.

"You always were a twat." he snarled, sinking his teeth into the side of the man's neck.

A moan was muffled in the skin as Jace's nails dug into his back, drawing in mouthful after mouthful. He was furious and he wanted to feed, and he wanted to fuck.

It was his instinct.

The corners of Jason's lips curled as he heard the yell of surprise, feeling slightly satisfied as he felt the lip being pulled from his teeth. His tongue darted across his own lips, tasting the few drops of blood left, as he was shoved against the tree, his naked back being scratched by it.

He laughed a little at the familiar 'nickname', which turned into a slight yell of surprise and delight as fangs sunk into his neck, instinctively rolling his hips against Gabriel.

"Bastard." He gasped out with a laugh, pushing his hand further up Gabriel's back to scrap them down, leaving angry red lines.

A clothed leg slipped between Jace's bare ones, grinding up against him firmly as he drew a final mouthful of blood before pulling his fangs from the man's neck, eyes burning a brighter shade of scarlet.

He hissed a sharp breath as nails dragged down his back and reciprocated the motion, his own nails scraping down the flesh of the man's backside.

A finger pressed against the man's entrance as his tongue lapped out over the wound, plunging his teeth in again.

He let out a whine as a leg pushed between his legs, teasing with the lack of skin and the pressure again his groin. He let out another whine as the fangs pulled out of his flesh, blood dripping out of the puncture marks and over his collarbone, highlighting it. His neck now felt slightly empty, and he cocked his head a little more to the side, trying to tempt Gabriel's teeth.

The smaller vampire let out his own hiss as nails scraped the skin of his backside and a finger pressed against his entrance. His hips rolled again, but against the finger rather against Gabriel's hips.

A purr then fell out of his lips as a tongue ran across his skin to clean the blood off before fangs bit into the wound again. Tanned hands clenched tighter and tugged on the hair in appreciation. His thigh pressed hard between Gabriel's legs and he groaned, wanting to either wrap his legs around Gabriel's hips or to spread the taller vampire's thighs.

His finger circled the man's entrance slowly before plunging into him, quickly forcing in a second.

He was not feeling in the mood to be gentle right now.

The vampire drew in mouthful after mouthful of blood, letting out a low moan as Jace's leg pressed up against him, grinding against him forcefully.

He wanted to make Jace hurt, but in all honesty, he needed to hurt more himself. Needed that physical pain to make the emotional pain fade, just for a little while.

Withdrawing his fingers, his hand wrapped around Jace's arousal, pumping him slowly as his thumb flit over the head.

"Fuck me." he breathed, pressing up against him.

He moaned and writhed as two fingers forced inside him and blood taken out of him. He pressed down on the long fingers, needing them to touch the sensitive area inside him.

But they were gone just before he hit it. He let out a groan of un-satisfaction, and then a groan of satisfaction when the fingers attended to his hardening arousal, He trusted into the hand, feeling pleasure spread through him.

He tugged hard on Gabriel's hair, forcing his head back to expose his neck. Very lightly he pressed his lips, slightly curved, against the jugular, warming it with his breath.

"My pleasure."

He scrapped his fangs down the stretched skin, before nipping on the collar bone. He used all his body weight to turn and slam Gabriel against the tree, making sure the his thighs were spread around his own.

He let go of the hair for only a second to rip the shirt away. Normally, he was a little more caring for clothes. But right now, he desperately wanted to fuck Gabriel, and he could not me dealing with his long-term enemy.

Bending, he ran the tip of his tongue up up from the waistline up to his nipple clamping his teeth around it, grinding them, pulling at it.

He let out a shaky breath as lips brushed along the column of his throat, submitting easily with a quiet moan.

His body jerked as he was slammed into the tree, crying out in surprise, his legs spreading eagerly, head lolling against the treebark.

Why had Jean never done this? He had asked him again and again, and it had made him feel vulnerable to make his needs known, and again and again Jean had turned him away.

He needed to be treated like this. To be treated roughly, even hurt at times.

His thoughts were scattered as teeth clamped down on his nipple, back arching with a moan of mingled pleasure and pain.

"Merde."



(Translation: "Shit.")

He tugged even harder on the nipple, with half the mind to rip it off before the let go, teeth makes leaving a visible imprint. His tongue darted over it, almost apologetically, leaving a light coat of still blood tinted saliva.

The muscle then glided up the pale skin to the lobe of Gabriel's ear to tug it with his teeth. Bite on it. Sucking on it. Abusing it as much as the nipple until it bled.

He kissed the small bleeding wound, lips stained red as he before he turned to kiss Gabriel's own lips, coating them red with his own blood.

A light purr escaped him as his thumbs trailed from their original placement to rest against the indents of Gabriel's hips, dipping into the the trousers teasingly.

"Tell me what you want." He murmured against Gabriel's lips, just far enough so their lips did not make contact. The corners of his lips twitched, and he eased the pressure between Gabriel's legs.

His moans escalated to an agonised cry, a tremour of pleasure tingeing the edges as he writhed against the tree bark, feeling the satisfying scrape of the wood against his skin.

Yes, he needed this. He needed this so badly.

He could feel the pain beginning to get to him, feeling a little lightheaded from the combination of pain and arousal, hips pressing up against the man needily.

A shudder rippled down his spine as his ear was bitten, licked, kneaded and tortured, head tilting back in pained bliss. He whimpered quietly, the noise quickly muffled as he kissed Jace back eagerly, moaning at the taste of his own blood on the vampire's tongue.

He let out a frustrated huff as the pressure between his legs was relieved, squirming a little uncomfortable.

"...Hurt me... I need more..."

The corners of Jason's lips curled a little more.

Oh this was too much fun.

He bit harshly on the lip, reopening the small wound he left earlier. The corners of his teeth scraping at it, opening the wound a little more to suck at it. Another purr erupted from him at the hint of blood, making his instincts beg for more.

While he was not terribly blood thirstily, it has been a while since he had sex with another vampire. Or drank their blood for that matter. While it never tasted as good as human blood, but there was something strangely comforting about sharing blood with the same species.

He titled his head and plunged his teeth into Gabriel's neck, the blood flooding his mouth. Pressing his thigh back between Gabriel's legs he lifted his hands and scrapped the down Gabriel's front, making the scratch marks bleed slight. He pulled back for only a second to admire the marks, the the red liquid running down his chin and joining the stains that were his own blood. Lifting his index finger, he tenderly ran it over the mark it made, a startling red against the pale skin.

Dropping to his knees, his tongue flicking over the end of one of the scratches, and he quickly unbuttoned Gabriel's trousers, dropping them down around his ankles. He lifted a thigh, pressing his lips against it, inhaling Gabriel's scent, before biting it, letting more of the bitter blood flood his mouth. All sets of nails also digging into the skin, one holding the thigh, the other against Gabriel's abdomen to try and steady him.

He gasped softly as his wound was reopened, hips rocking against him insistently with a low moan. The mingled taste of Jace's blood and his own, and the pain was addictive. He wanted more.

A raw cry ripped from the back of his throat as fangs plunged deep into his neck, legs clenching tightly around Jace's leg to keep him close as his hips rocked and thrust against him with a low groan.

He writhed, whimpering quietly as nails scraped down his sides, the movement creating blissful friction on his arousal. His head fell back and hit the tree trunk as he moaned softly.

His body stilled, panting softly as Jace dropped to his knees, relief for a moment from the painful, pleasurable torment. But he wanted more, to feel the pain which relieved his thoughts, relieved the emotional whirlings of his mind.

Another pained cry slipped from his lips as Jace's teeth sunk into his thigh, hips pressing upwards as he writhed.

Jason moaned lightly against the thigh, each cry from Gabriel's making the ache between his legs more prominent. For the soft, throaty whimpers to the ear splitting shouts. He wanted to here more of those sounds coming for Gabriel.

Letting a few more drops of warm blood trickle down his throat, he licked the wound clean before his tongue worked its way up to the base of Gabriel's erection.

Eyelids flicked open to glance up at Gabriel through thick eyelashes. Another purr erupted at the back of his throat at the blonds expression.

Jade eyes still on Gabriel, he sucked at the base, nails still piercing the flesh to hold the taller up. The muscle in his mouth rolled over the sensitive flesh, then he his teeth just gently nip at it lips curling slightly as he nipped it a little harder.