A Beast Taming [Jura] (Gomorrah)

He was set back down onto the floor and all but dusted off, which he was a bit puzzled over-- why bother straightening up their clothes when they'd just take them off later?— but didn't say anything about it. In fact, he was too busy both purring inside and envying the man's ability to keep his calm even when teasing him. He knew he looked, had looked, rather ruffled and quite open with his expressions, but Gabriel looked as immaculate as he'd been before their hot and heavy make out session. Damned sexy businessmen.

These thoughts ran distantly across his mind over the span of several short moments, but by the time he was done contemplating, however absentmindedly, he was distracted by the look that flitted over Gabriel's handsome features. "Yes, of course." He remembered to say after a second or two, blinking quietly as he waited for the man before doing as he'd said, trailing after him almost like a lost little cat washed up from a storm. A passionate storm-- he was still a bit dazed from the intensity that was Gabriel--, but a storm nonetheless.

He couldn't put his finger on it just yet, but the man had made him feel special with just a pet name and a fond look. The thought that maybe playing so soon wasn't such a good idea crossed his mind again, but he shoved that paranoid (cautious?) part of his mind to the corner. He was too deep in it now to back out without losing face, and why would he even want to say no now?

Before he knew it, he was being led into the nicely modern-looking place and hummed softly. He couldn't help the curiosity that bubbled up from underneath the teasing lust. The only decadence he knew was the home he grew up in-- a large, regal manor that appeared to be straight out of the Elizabethan era and had belonged to the family Constantyne for generations upon generations upon generations. And while nice, he'd heard that the dorms of Starlight Academy were fairly similar to those of a regular boarding school. He suddenly got the urge to explore, his head tilting in a gesture reminiscent to a cat seeing if it could proceed without painful death raining down upon it.

The manners his mother had nearly beat into his brain kicked in soon after, and, since he figured he'd get the chance to explore after the wild sex they'd have soon, he simply turned back to Gabriel. He flashed the grin that seemed to be his trademark look, stalking over towards the man and sensually molding his body to fit the other's again. "Won't you show me a good time now, Gabriel~?"

{{Sorry if it's weird, I'm very sleepy now ;; I'll change stuff if you think it needs it in the morning}}

The cool wall against his back made the hairs on his arms stand a bit, but it only added to the anticipation. He knew they'd have great sex, if what he'd felt up until then was any indication. When Gabriel opened another bottle of what he assumed to be some sort of alcohol, Ren grinned to himself. Drunk sex, then? Bring it on.

He hummed a quick, quiet acceptance, only hesitating for a beat or two before taking the offered bottle from the man and gulping down a mouthful or three. He'd have one hell of a hangover in the morning if he continued to drink, but again, it was too late to back down. In for a penny, in for a pound, and all that rot. Besides, it was so difficult to find a good lay here. A lot of people were willing to flirt with him, and he'd even had some good make-out sessions-- not as good as Gabriel's, mind you--, but for some reason, he was never able to find someone as intense as the man currently leading him away from the wall.

He was settled on the couch and, within moments, was glad he was lying down. Whatever was in that booze made him feel pleasantly warm and relaxed. Every sensation seemed to be multiplied a few times over, making Gabriel's lips feel like they were trailing a low-burning fire in its wake. And when his shirt was enthusiastically removed and he was left semi-naked beneath the man, he began mewling softly, hands touching whatever part of Gabriel they could reach. Because he had clothes on, Ren grew irritated with the lack of skin and began tugging.

"Gabriel~" He looked up at the man, biting his lip in a small pout. He'd realized that he was going to lose any battle of wills tonight, and had resigned himself to letting Gabriel dominate him. However, that didn't mean he wasn't going to use his own ways to tease the man. "More please, please, please~" There. He was sure the man would react favorably to a bit of begging.

Ren merely offered the man a sweet smile, the expression turning hungry as his lust-darkened gaze roamed Gabriel's bare chest. Damn, he'd caught one hot man. Or rather, had Gabriel caught him...?

He sighed contentedly into the rough kiss, his moans muffled as hands traveled across his skin. The sensations were addictive and he wriggled below the man, one hand burying itself in the man's hair while the other gripped the strong shoulder, as if needing something to keep him grounded. Then, a small explosion of pleasure had him inhaling sharply even as he began nibbling on Gabriel's lips, only pulling away when his lungs protested too much.

A low rumbling purr built up from Ren's chest, whimpers interspersed throughout as he ground his hips up to get more of that delicious friction. All too soon, however, Gabriel stopped, eliciting a disappointed whine from the feline shifter.

What? Ren took a few moments to clear his dazed mind, surprise filtering through his handsome face once he realized what Gabriel was doing. He then needed several more moments after his breath caught at the man's expression and gesture. 'This man...' He thought distantly to himself, falling just a little more into his trap. In the end, he probably wouldn't care what Gabriel did, so as long as he kept lavishing him such attention.

Despite the burning need pulsing through him, Ren actually thought about it all; he didn't want to seem too easy. Yes, he'd get flak for this from his friends and teachers, and yes, on some level Ren knew he was only doing this to get him to eventually agree to a familar bond. But Gabriel was so kind, and he was giving him an out when he could have just drowned any complaints in booze. It was an easy decision for Ren, who figured the only thing he'd regret in the morning was the pain he'd feel whenever he'd try to sit.

"Just fuck me already, Gabriel. I want to feel you inside me~" Here, he tugged at the man's pants, baring his throat suggestively.

It was the little gestures that drew Ren further into Gabriel's web, filling the feline shifter with a warmth he couldn't help but to trust. A small part of him was worried about this development, but the rest of him lapped up the attention, a light flush tinting his cheeks. Well, Gabriel sure was prepared. He wondered if that meant Gabriel had a lot of visitors here, and while that was probably the case, Ren wanted to hiss warningly at that thought. It wasn't his business, really, and he'd just met the man earlier, but as Ren fell for the man, his mind rebelled the idea that Gabriel had other partners.

His mental ranting was suddenly cut off as he caught sight of Gabriel's body in all its glory. Swallowing heavily, his soft, pink tongue darted out to wet his lips. His gaze barely moved even as he could feel the rest of his own clothes being tugged off and remained pliant as he was positioned, once again eager to feel the man inside of him; Gabriel was equally as excited it seemed. And then--

A small shock of pleasure registered before he was engulfed completely, the deliciously hot wetness doing wonders to keep him from thinking logically at all. He was no newbie at this, and didn't come immediately, but his hips bucked a few times as a cry echoed around them.

And then it was gone, the remnants of friction leaving with the man's last, long lick. Soft whines and moans of indignation blended into a litany of wordless yet unmistakable begging. He'd had blow jobs before, but this... The man hadn't been on him for a handful of moments and he was already rock hard, so very ready to be fucked into the mattress. When Gabriel's words floated quietly to him, he waited no time to obey, needing more more of the wonderful feeling from before.

He winced silently at the cool lube on his skin, and while he started out perfectly fine, fitting in the other two fingers sent sparks of mixed pain and pleasure that only seemed to spur him on. Both his hands tangled into Gabriel's hair, his darkened eyes meeting the man's intense gaze for a moment before he turned his face away. "N-No... I'm not a blushin' virgin." He mumbled between sharp intakes of breath and soft sighing exhales, though the color returned to his cheeks, contradicting at least one part of that claim. "I can take whatever you give me, Gabriel, so don't hold back~"

He could all but feel the amusement rolling off of the man in spades, but Ren somehow managed to stop himself from blushing further. It would do no good to be found out now that he wasn't as... experienced as he always claimed to be, though he had the feeling Gabriel would be able to sniff out his lie from several miles away if it came to it. Ren just hoped the man wouldn't be too upset with him when he found out what he'd been hiding. He couldn't bear the thought of Gabriel shifting his attentions elsewhere because he had turned out to be a virgin up until their meeting.

Just as Gabriel advised, however, Ren stopped worrying about everything and did his best to relax. The sensations were odd and foreign, but didn't truly make him uncomfortable, so he did nothing but breathe and feel. By the time Gabriel was satisfied he was prepared enough, Ren was mewling again, lulled back into that sex driven mindset by the alcohol and the simulation of what Gabriel would be doing to him. He just wanted Gabriel inside dammit how hard could that be.

His mental rant tapered off as he obediently lifted his hips slightly to accommodate the small pillow that had been placed beneath him. The anticipation was building inside of him, as was the warmth that demanded to be sated, but he whined softly as he was penetrated for the first time. Despite the previous preparation, it still burned somewhat. The part of him that had been so eager, so trusting, to give himself over to Gabriel, though, kept him pliant and fairly calm in face of the pain. Gabriel wouldn't hurt him, after all.

Eventually, Gabriel was completely sheathed inside of him. He contentedly returned the kiss, lapping up the comfort and reassurance the gesture provided. He inhaled quietly with each thrust in and out, slowly but surely coaxed back into a more passionate state the more used to the unique sensations he became. "Ga-Gabriel~" He moaned softly, legs wrapping tightly around the man's waist as he continued to move, his hands gripping at the couch as if to try and anchor him from the onslaught of pleasure. "M-More, please~ Ple~ease~"