[M] Rude Awakening

He gasped softly, trying to pull away again with a low growl.

"But I can fight, which is more than can be said for you."

Despite his growls, his head hit the pillow, body sagging a little with a quiet noise as the fingers danced across his skin.

A small shiver scuttled up his spine, eyes sliding closed.

The vampire purred as the werewolf gasped and growled.

"Of course you can. Like how you are doing so well now."

Jace changed the patten he was making into the skin, watching the American with interest.

Slowly, he began to drag the nails up the other males thighs, over his back and along his arms to push them up to the bars of the bed. He curled his hands around the more calloused ones, coaxing them to grip onto the bars.

He was, again, pressed against the werewolf. Lips, tongue and teeth against the the others ear, abusing it, staining it with the red of his lipstick.

"Maybe I don't want to fight now."

He let out a breathy sigh as the pattern on the back of his knee changed, squirming a little with a quiet noise.

The sensation of nails dragging up his back forced a small whimper from him, legs curling up under him as he allowed his arms to be manipulated, fingers curling around the metal bars.

He shivered, tongue darting across his lips.

A shiver of his own ran up Jason's back and he kissed Damien's neck, pleased that the other male was so willing.

Squeezing the hand he leaned back for only a moment to return with the clank and ting of metal. The hand cuffs were cold, and they shine from being used.

But he was sure Damien could warm them up and dull them down.

With a few clicks, he now had the other male handcuffed to the bed - willing and squirming. With him having such a 'tough' attitude, it was satisfying. It always was.

Another soft shiver ran up his spine as Jace's lips grazed his neck, head rolling back against his shoulders. A low groan slipped from his lips.

He shifted, legs unfurling a little beneath him to lie back down, nestling back against the pillow. The cuffs clinked against the metal bars with the movement, restricting him, but allowing enough movement to switch position.

His deep grey eyes locked with Jace's as he waited expectantly, tongue darting across his lips.