[M] Hey There

The Vampire smiled to himself as he almost skipped back into his room.

He had been out working as he did almost every Thursday night. During the night he had been accosted by Khaliq as he had almost every Thursday night. And now he was home and every so slightly (read: quite) tipsy.

He hadn't bothered changing out of the thong and corset he had been wearing for work and had simply tossed on a pair of old jeans and a jacket over the top.

When he got to his room, he tossed both the jeans and his jacket onto his bed, avoiding Cleo as she stared at him sleepily.

The young Vampire smiled a little as his eyes fell on his sleeping creator/boyfriend. Well, he couldn't have that, could he?

He slid into the man's bed behind him, kissing at his neck as he drew his long blond hair away from it. "Gabe. Gabriel," he sang softly, trying to rouse the Vamprie from his sleep. "Gabe."

He blew gently on the man's ear.

He stirred gently, a small shiver racking his body as he slowly roused from sleep. Drawing in a slightly deeper breath, his arm twitched, fingers slowly unfurling and arms stretching above his head.

The vampire gazed hazily at his fledgeling, sleepy mind slowly awakening.

"Jean? You've finished your shift already?" he groaned, propping himself up on his forearms.

Normally Jean Claude didn't come to bed after his shifts. Normally he stayed somewhere until nightfall. It was a surprise to see him crawling into their bed again now.

"Yupp. Slow night for the men tonight."

There were a lot of men in looking for the female strippers tonight. He'd been let off after two hours of just sitting around doing nothing but getting drunk with Khaliq.

He pressed against his lover's side, smiling a little.

Under the covers he was wearing a leather corset and a very sheer black thong.

He couldn't wait for Gabriel to find that little surprise.

"Maybe I can do a little show for you instead of that disastrous night at the bar?" he crooned softly.

Gabriel rolled over, wrapping one arm around him loosely as the man pressed into his side.

"Mm, if you like." he purred sleepily.

He was still groggy and tired, and a little distracted, but he hadn't seen one of Jean's "shows" in quite a while and he wasn't about to pass that opportunity up.

His body pushed a little closer to his lover's, pressing a slow kiss to his lips.

Jean-Claude returned the slow kiss with a little smile.

He pulled away from the older Vampire, pushing him so he was laying on his back.

He moved to straddle him, pushing the blankets away from them both. Now his entire body was on show; corset showing his pecks with both nipples pierced, sheer thong showcasing his current state of arousal.

He was tipsy and he wanted a good fuck; that was clearly showing with the state of his arousal.

The man's hips rolled slowly as his hands moved to push his hair from his face.

He inhaled softly as the blankets were pushed from his lover's body, allowing himself to be pushed down. His fingertips gently trailed over the man's thighs, treasuring the feeling of smooth skin under his touch.

A quiet groan escaped him as his lover's hips rolled down against his, leaning up to graze his teeth over a pierced nipple, scarlet eyes meeting blue as he tugged gently.

Jean-Claude moaned softly when he felt the scrape of teeth against his sensitive nipple.

His hips continued to roll and sway as he gazed down at his lover.

His fingers trailed down over his chest and leather-clad sides, moving to stroke his inner thighs as he ground his hips down against his lover's crotch.

"Enjoying the show?" he asked in a soft, breathy moan.

He let out another quiet groan, scarlet eyes darting across his lover's skin with every move he made. Savouring every detail; the creases of the fabric over the man's arousal, the small beads of sweat which glistened on the tanned skin. The way that the soft brown locks clung to his forehead.

"Yes." he murmured quietly, eyes locking in on the man's hands as they trailed over his thighs.

This was something that he would never get tired of. Something comparable only to the exchange of blood. Feeling so close to each other... even if it was a shallow, fleeting moment... at the moment it felt deep.

Even if it would pass.

"How much do you like my little show?"

His lips curled up into a little smirk as he rubbed himself against Gabe's crotch, hands moving to caress himself through the sheer black fabric of his thong.

"Show me how much you like it?" he asked in a quiet almost innocent voice, though he knew exactly what he was doing to the man below him.

He wanted to rile the man up a little more.

Drive him to take what he wanted.

A small gasp caught in his throat as his lover's body rubbed down against him, hands sliding up to grasp at a small sliver of flesh revealed just below the end of Jean's corset.

The nails dug into the skin slightly, leaving faint pink indents in the pale flesh.

He leaned up to kiss his lover roughly, one hand fisting into the brown locks as the other pinched a nipple roughly, letting out a playful growl.