Rebel seeking a cause (Gaelen) (AC/GC)

Night were nice in Venice. While it was cool it wasn't over cold. A warm breeze kept even the humans from shivering as they wandered up and down the streets some of them dipping into coffee places or pubs or the clubs that lined this section of town. He didn't have work that night but Killian did. The theater was holding some kind of showing or another which left Patrick to find some kind of way to entertain himself. This was the first time in awhile he hadn't been hanging out with Killian. While he missed the wolf he had to admit the alone time was something he missed. He had always been a loner before hooking up with the younger wolf so he enjoyed the silence that was on the streets as he wandered around.


He wasn't dressed for club going really. Just a blue shirt and a pair of jeans. His normal array of bracelets and rings were on him of course but there was no jacket. His hair was twisted into little spikes all over his head and he was humming a song just under his breath when he accidentally brushed against someone. He blinked making himself refocus as he took a step back and to the side. "Sorry about that. Day dreaming when I shouldn't" He offered a small smile his inner wolf sniffing at the unusual smell before nodding once more and heading back down to the club he was going to check out before heading home again. His mind was half on his song and half wondering why he didn't know what that smell had been before he shook off the thought and slipped into the club.

He figured since he wasn't doing anything better he might as well check out the local clubs. Keep Becca updated on what was going on so the Lunar could keep up. He ordered a drink eyeing the dancers on the floor before snagging a table in a dark corner by himself. He sniffed his drink before taking a sip not aware of the sense of someone watching him till he looked up from his drink. That odd smell was back as was a blonde male standing not to far from the table. He tilted his head back thinking he was most likely looking for the bathroom or someone. "Bathroom?" He called out getting the guys attention and pointed to a door across the way from himself.

Gaelan was just now stretching his legs out to be seen in public again. After the old master had been taken out he had disappeared for a time. Now that things were calming down, and the waters appeared safe...he was determined to let himself out again and be known that he was not dead. If there was one thing that he knew just as well as killing the preternatural beings, it was how to save his own skin. He was currently roaming the streets with no direct goal in mind. He was re-learning the territories of the main groups, as there was no snake nest in Venice that he knew of.

He was walking down a road that had one of the many clubs in Venice when he was bumped into by a younger man. He was going to simply take the apology and leave, when a breeze came up and he got a taste of his scent on his tongue as he licked his lips moist. That taste was exquist, and sweet! It also held a subtle taste of submission that he rather liked in his partners. The taste of wolf was also there, and he could taste another wolf on him, but he pushed it out of his mind with little thought as it did not taste of power.

He waited a moment before he turned silently back in the way he had been walking, and in the direction of the wolf. He stopped at the clubs entrance as he debated on if it was worth going in to follow. He then re-called the taste he had taken on the air, and that was all he needed before paying his way in to search for the wolf.

He worked his way through the crowd. With how long he has had his beast, the fluidity of how he weaved amongst the bodies almost seemed snake like even. His gray eyes scanning the crowd in search of the young man. A few people glanced his way in interest, but upon seeing how blank his eyes were quickly changed his mind. He soon found the wolf sitting in a corner near the rest rooms, and merely watching the occupants. He made his way out of the crowd as his eyes remained locked onto their target and stopped a little ways from the table.

He blinked as the male indicated to the bathroom and asked if that was what he was looking or. He ignored the inquiry as he simply walked up to the table and took the seat next to him. "No...I was looking for you," he said as his gray eyes stared intently at the wolf. The eyes of a killer lurked with in them, and a blankness that would remind most people of death.

After a brief blink he realized this was the guy he had accidentally bumped into on the street. He idly wondered if the guy was actually upset about the little encounter as he looked him over subtly. He was good looking he'd give that much. Blonde hair a build not to different from his own and a nice set of blue grey eyes. Which kind of made him think of sharks in the water. There was an almost flat look them like he had no warmth on the inside.

Without even saying anything the guy took the seat next to him. Patrick blinked his hand tightened up on his drink but he didn't say anything as he heard the guy speak. Looking for him? Maybe he knew this guy and his name and face just slipped his mind for a moment? "Really?" He blinked at that raising the glass up to his mouth and taking a sip before looking over. "Do I know you?" He didn't really seemed bothered by some random guy sitting next to him. He was to laid back and life was to short to get all stressed out over the small things in life.

He settled back in his seat eyes watchful on the guy next to him wondering if he was actually calling this whole thing wrong. Maybe he was just flirting with him, but really badly. It was a thought and he kept in in his mind for later even if this was just going to turn into a story to tell later. Tapping one hand on the table he wondered if he should offer to buy the guy a drink. That seemed weird even in his head so he refrained just waiting for answers back from the guy.

He didn't say anything as the kid spoke the first time. Instead he watched him with his cold blank eyes. He watched him move, watched how he grew anxious around him, and nervous. He watched as he wasn't sure what to do with his sudden approach and appearance. When he asked his second question he thought for only a second before answering.

"No," was the simple word that he spoke. His eyes flashed a moment to an eye set that would not be familiar more then likely before settling to the gray again. With the shadows of their location, he wasn't afraid to shift his tongue to that of a snake so that it could flicker out to taste the air better. The shadows would be enough to make the wolf think he was imagining it.

Well that settled the question of him knowing the blonde. It was odd to know that the blonde had followed him into a club even without knowing whom he was. Had to sort of give him props for that though. He didn't move though he was sure his eyes had started playing trick on him when he saw an elongated tongue. He shook his head and took a sip of his drink not really minding the dead look to his eyes. The inner urge to make him show emotion was shoved to the back of his mind as he glanced back over.

He didn't really know what to do or say after that. Not like the guy offered alot to go on or anything.Oddly enough the look that he was getting pinned with only seemed to settle him instead of ruffle him. Something to look into later that was for sure. He glanced over at the bartender that was giving him a look. "Well since your here can I buy you a drink?" His fingers were tapping against a thigh as he waited. He was more curious about this guy and his interesting smell that he had been about anyone in awhile.

Gaelan watched the wolf as the wolf watched him. He could see the slight unsureness that flicked in the eyes as his tongue had darted out, and then an urge. He couldn't tell what kind of urge, but something had been there for the briefest of moments before it was pushed back. He wasn't very good at hiding what crossed his mind, and as he opened himself up more to his energy the more of the thought of beta that crossed his mind.

He had to give the wolf his dues for not getting unsettled on his look. Though at the same time it wasn't good either. He didn't seem to know how to read people even in the slightest to understand that his look was more of a predator look watching his prey. He blinked his eyes slowly and lazily despite it being night, and flicked his eyes to the tender then back to him. "Shot of Vodka mixed with hot peach tea," he said in answer. If the wolf was offering him to buy him a drink there was no reason. Granted the mixture was a bit odd.

"Gaelan," he said after a moment before he leaned back into his chair. He was wearing semi casual slacks with a buttoned up, slightly sheer blue shirt. He normally wore jeans but he had also checked in with a few....potential clients in the day and he had wanted to look some what impressive.

Hearing the drink request Patrick blinked a little. He'd never worked as a bar tender or anything but that kind of hit him as an odd drink to order. He wondered if it was normal. He shrugged slipping over to the side and giving him more space between himself and his sudden drinking buddy.The little stare was kinda unnerving now that it was a little closer than it had been. Plus no other explanation had been offered to why the guy was looking for him.

He played with his drink for a moment before finally looking over to the blonde. "So.. you were looking for me? Was it cuz I bumped into you earlier?" He didn't think it was that. Why the hell would the guy pay a cover charge to take a swing at him. Though by the look in his eyes he might have been killed just as easily as he could have been hit. "Or do I know you from somewhere?" That ones seemed just as easy to brush off. If he knew this guy then the name would sound familiar. It wasn't ringing any bells in his mind.

His eyes tracked Gaelen as he settled back against the seat. He didn't have anything to say and licked his bottom lip for a moment trying to gather his thoughts. "I'm Patrick." He wasn't sure if giving his name to someone that might be stalking him was a good idea. Sniffing at him was just as bad as an idea but he manged to not do that, just barely.

"That has a part to do with why I'm looking for you," he said in answer, a smirk crossing his lips but it doesn't meet his eyes. He then shook his head no on the other question. Though as he got a better whiff of his scent, he thought he might have picked it up at one point while walking in the plaza a while ago. Then it was the plaza where too many scents were and he wasn't completely aware of the activities in the middle of the day.

His eyes tracked Gaelen as he settled back against the seat. He didn't have anything to say and licked his bottom lip for a moment trying to gather his thoughts. "I'm Patrick." He wasn't sure if giving his name to someone that might be stalking him was a good idea. Sniffing at him was just as bad as an idea but he manged to not do that, just barely.

He rolled the name around, a very common name in his opinion, bu that didn't matter. What mattered was that this one was attractive, and the taste of him was exquisite. He also felt submissive in his energy that he was a feeling, and that in itself drew him in to him. He eyed the distance that had grown between them, and with a simple blink Gaelan had slipped in next to the wolf and had his face buried in his neck so he could breath the scent in. However it wasn't enough for him and he let his forked tongue come forth again to flicker every so lightly on his skin so he could get a better taste.

"You're different," he said before pulling back again and starred him in the eyes with as he waited to see his reaction.

Well he at least knew it had something to do with Patrick accidentally bumping into him. He wasn't sure if he was annoyed about it or what. He couldn't see another reason for Gaelen to track him down. He was decent looking but not overly hot. Plus he had to smell like Killian up to a point. After all he had all but moved into the younger Wolves room making his room basically a storage space. In the time it took for him to look at his drink and look over there was blonde in his personal space moving much faster than he thought he could.

He blinked wide eyed already tensing his muscles to back up. He didn't know what the hell was going on or why this guy was sniffing him but it was creeping him the fuck out and then some.Then he had a nose pressed to his neck pushing his back against the back of the seat and just like that a switch was flipped and his muscles relaxed. His breathing got deeper as he blinked wondering what the hell was going on. This close to Gaelen it would be hard to not smell him so he took a little sniff. He hadn't smelled anything like Gaelen before but it wasn't a bad smell. Remembered him of cold temperatures and darkness.


When a tongue flicked across his skin he shivered slightly before finally attempting to get a grip on himself. "Really? Wasn't thought I was pretty run of the mill myself." His hands remained clamped in his lap and he was mentally pushing Gaelen away not even wanting to know what Killian would say if he smelled someone else on Patrick. Bad enough he was going though the whole turning Alpha thing. He didn't want to move away either so he merely sat there waiting for Gaelen to get bored or finish whatever he was doing and move back away.

He didn't move away, but instead moved in. Yes he could smell another on him, but he didn't care. The taste of the other was not strong enough for him to be overly worried about. He had a hand that lightly ran up the wolf's chest and up to his chin to grip it firmly, and turn his head. With the head turned more he saw the mark upon it, but he only smirked a little.

"No...you smell of...power...not of wolf," he said breathing him in again and letting his tongue press to his flesh again to taste, "but something else...something...foreign." He said his breath seeming to hitch a little after he got a taste. His other hand moved between them and under the table to grip his hips and firmly pushed in to hold him in place.

He didn't know what to do or say when a hand trailed up his chest raising goose bumps then a hand grabbed a hold of his neck and forces it to the other side exposing the claiming mark that Killian had placed on him. While he didn't know what to do his body sure seemed to have some idea. He was already getting hot and aroused by the simple way he was getting moved around and pushed down.The words about power caused the hair to raise on the back of his neck. He knew some very distant cousin has special blood, Seelie blood but it hadn't touched anywhere on his side of the family. He wasn't sure how much he should admit considering the guy was all but pinning him down now.

A hand gripped his hips and he instantly tried to buck up into the hold. His mind was slowly but surely getting fuzzier and he couldn't even blame the drink he had been sipping on. He needed to get away before he did something stupid. The hold that was on him was strong enough that he couldn't wiggle away and his wolf didn't seem to like the idea of him trying anyway. His head remained till to the side. "Only thing I got going for me is a wolf and some really interesting blood cousins." He bite his tongue not meaning to have said that much.

Looks up as he hears the last part of his statement. Interesting cousins with unique blood as well? His curiosity was going, and he moved in closer to the wolf. His hand remaining on his hip as he lightly placed a kiss on his neck before pulling back and licking his lips to get a better taste. It was there alright...power. Not strong, but it was there underlying the beast.

"It must be that then...it holds no flavor of animal, and nothing mortal that I know of," he said as he had gone up against his share of things, but never a Seelie and thus he didn't recognize the taste. "May I taste?" he asked though it was more courtesy of him asking then being polite. He was going to taste his blood whether this wolf liked it or not.

His gaze became heavy lidded as he the other kept getting closer and closer to his personal space. He didn't know what was going on but deep down he liked it.The pressure against his body the silent demand to keep still pretty much made him eager and ready to go. Even with a stranger. So of course when the other made his request he nodded not even thinking about what he meant to him. He should have been worried about the whole thing. After all it screamed blood letting it made the effort to count the dots.

He didn't even think to brace himself thought he had a good idea what was going to happen. His hand clenched tightly onto the other male his eyes rolling backwards at the feel of the bite.A low whine rose up and he hoped no one that wasn't at the table could hear him. Even as the snake got a taste he wanted to press down and keep him there and biting . He didn't think that was one of his kinks but apparently it was if the loose muscles was anything to go by.

As the younger male gave his permission, Gaelan had already shifted his fangs out. He pulled the wolf to him as he breathed him in again. He did not want to bite down where the other wolf had marked him, as tempting as that was to him, he did not feel like bringing too much attention to himself. Instead he turned his head the other way, and pulled the shirt back to reveal his shoulder.

With a slight hiss that sounded like a snakes, he snapped his head forward and clamped down on the mans shoulder. He resisted the urge to make it rough as he did not want to draw attention, and to rip the skin more then just piercing the flesh. Once he was sure he had done enough, he pulled the fangs back to do normal teeth, and he eagerly lapped up the blood that had oozed out.

The taste that filled him was amazing. It sent tingles through his body, and a shiver down his best that even he could feel. He began to lap at the blood again, slowly coaxing the bleeding to stop and clot. Once it did, it took a lot for him not to bite down again for more. Instead he pulled back from the boy, and even took his grip off him completely as he leaned back from the booth. He picked up his drink and took a sip as he watched. He smirked as he saw how submissive, and workable he was right now, and wondered if his mate knew how to use him right.

Even though he could considered to be more of an outdoors before than an indoors one Patrick had never manged to run into anything that would wanna take a bite out of him. Be it snake,spider or anything else that would attack a human to protect it's home. Even with that he knew when he was being bitten it was really snake like. The double points on his neck burned and tingled sending tiny little way of what seemed to be electricity though the rest of his body. His head was tilted as far as he could get it to go wanting to give the snake as much room as possible.

Even he was able to put two and tow together and realized that's what this guy had to be. The dead look, hissing before he bite, hell the bite it's self all screamed snake to him.He wasn't expecting the lick afterward it causes on of his hands to clamp down on the shirt in his grip holding the blonde closer. He gave a shaky breath as the other body moved farther away blinking like he didn't know what was going on. He actually had to stop himself from following Gaelen as he leaned back to where he had been sitting before the whole thing happened.

Clenching his jaw slightly he made himself slip over into the corner giving himself some space and hopefully enough breathing room to work out the mess that was no his head.His drink was still in front of him but after the rush he had just gone though it felt like getting drunk wouldn't bring the same effect so he just used it as a focal point as he spoke.He kind of expected the guy to leave no that he had gotten his taste and just waited half wanting him gone half not. Crap he didn't even know what to say after something like that.

Gaelan could taste the confusion on him in the air, as well as the lust. This boy had liked his treatment and that was vanilla from him. His mind couldn't help but wonder how he would react to his...true attentions. His eyes wandered over his body, and there would be no doubt in any one's mind that the look was pure sex. His eyes undressing him before a small smile would slip to his lips as his mind played over what he would do to the wolf.

However that was for another night perhaps, and he had to learn more of the wolves itself. Find out their strength, their leader, and this mate. He wanted to be prepared in case things got bad. He also wanted to try and learn what this unique taste was. Normally he would just a submissive and move on to the next target, but him...oh his inner thinking was already in conflict despite that his whole body remained quite still and unchanged.

"What makes your cousins so....special?" he asked, no hissing, just a plain...normal voice asking a simple question.

When nothing else seemed to be happening Patrick let himself relax once more and tug his drink closer to himself. Maybe this was as cut and dry as he hoped it would be. There was a slight twitch going on in his right hand but after staring at it a moment it seemed to stop by it's self. He wondered about that for a moment before tilting his head and looking toward Gaelen as he spoke. "There's Seelie blood way back in their tree. SO far as I know it stayed on that side. I mean I've never noticed anything though I haven't seen them since I got infected."

It did make him wonder though. Not like he was planning any trips to go see that side of the family but if he did would he freak out like he heard most shifters did when it came to the Seelie. Their blood was supposed to be really tempting- both to shifters and vampires. He made the mental note to call his mom upp and see if they were normally in trouble. For all he knew they could be pommes or something. It didn't hit him till then he might have just put his cousins in danger by admitting this. Hopefully Gaelen's train of thought wouldn't go that way. "Wonder what Killian would say about the blood?" He didn't speak loud and for a moment forgot another shifter was sitting next to him clearly able to hear him.

Gaelan blinked at the mention of Seelie. ‘What the hell is a Seelie?’ he asked himself as his face remained dead of emotions. “That could be it,” he said sounding sure and like he knew what ever that race was. He watched as the kid moved away from him further, and he grinned just a bit so that in the dark it looked lewd and suggestive.

“What’s wrong pup? You look like you’ve seen ghost,” he taunted him a little. His eyes then snapped to the side as he spotted a male walking up. He could tell from the manner he walked that he had no good intentions about him. He was wearing just leather pants, boots, and a trench for his upper body. He was looking at Patrick, and there was a slight grin on his face.

“Is this guy bothering you? I can get rid of him for you,” he offered while looking a little lustfully at him. Gaelan remained silent as he waited to see what he would do. The male himself walked over to Pat, and placed an almost possessive hand on his shoulder, pinning him down to the chair as if….Gaelan cursed himself. He had probably revealed what Pat was unintentionally to any other loose dom’s that were hunting. However he couldn’t really do anything unless Pat asked for help.

Even though he hadn't meant for it to happen his eyes latched onto the snake watching him carefully as he spoke. He looked like he knew what Patrick was talking about and the wolf had no reason to think he didn't. He really didn't think he had seelie blood himself after all so didn't see what difference it made really.the eyes still had the dead look and he found himself wondering what it would take to change that. Needless to say he was startled when someone else walked up to the table.After getting a quick look at the guy's outfit Patrick was biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud.

The urge to laugh left him as soon as he got a good look at the guy when he spoke up. Was he for real? Had someone seen Gaelen biting him? The idea caused him to flush slightly but he stayed where he was sitting his head already moving to shake out an soundless answer.He eyed the hand wondering who the hell this guy was and if he had a death wish trying to get snuggly with a were-wolf. Anything else he could have thought about saying died on his tongue as the hand pushed him slightly into the seat.

A help me look was sent to Gaelen and without even noticing it his hand was moving over and stealing Gaelen's hand under the cover of darkness. Not that he was that much better of an option but this new guy was seriously starting to freak him out. Hell he hadn't even said hi really before putting hands on Patrick. Least Gaelen had asked before hand."Nope..No is getting bothered here." His hand flexed onto Gaelen's almost like it had a twitch.

"I suggest," Gaelan spoke up suddenly, "You let go of my property if you value your hand." His voice was dead but still seemed to hold a darkness in it that would make most people shudder. The other man did but he wasn't going to back down.

"I don't see anything on him marking him as yours," He said defiantly as he dropped his guard to show he was another snake. With a blink of any one's eye Gaelan was out and standing in front of the snake.

"If you think I am lying then look at his shoulder," He said as his eyes became a darker gray. He reached down, and roughly pulled aside Pat's shirt to reveal the bite marks he had just put into his shoulder. He had to treat Pat rough weather he liked it or not to convince the guy.

He did look down to inspect the bite, and then glared at Gaelan before wondering off. He didn't like the feel of that one and he'd have to keep an eye on him. He then sat down next to him before forcing his arm behind his back and pulled him to his side possesively. He then leaned down as if he were going to bite him but really it was to whisper.

"Play along pup. I don't feel like bashing heads tonight," he hissed softly into his ear as his fingers dug into his right hip.

He had to admit he didn't think that anyone else claiming him outside of Killian would have made him as happy as he felt when Gaelen spoke. He didn't know who this other guy was but something told him he wasn't going to go with a simple no thanks and brush off. He was fully prepared to sit there clutching onto Gaelen till the guy left when he heard something about a mark. He didn't even have time to reply when his hold on Gaelen was slipped out of and the snake was standing in front of him facing down what was apparently another snake.


When Gaelen reached a hand up and grabbed the neckline of his shirt he let him even going so far as moving easily with no protest as his head was tilted away to expose the bite mark still fresh on his shoulder. He relaxed just as he had the first time Gaelen used his weight to pin him down lightly. A hum escaped his lips and he had to bite down on his tongue before attempting to focus his eyes.


He didn't say anything as Gaelen sat back down and wrapped an arm around him tucking him firmly into the snakes side. Feeling Gaelen get close to the bite mark he had placed made his breathing pick up a little bit and his skin started tingling. He took a swallow breath trying to ease the racing of his heart when he caught a good whiff of Gaelen's smell. He whined slightly tilting his head back farther only slightly aware of what he was offering the snake.


He only slightly heard the remark about playing along before fingers dug into his hip causing his breathing to stutter. He blinked slowly his tongue darting out to lick his lower lip before refocusing on Gaelen. "Is he gone?" He snuggled even closer to the snake his eyes not bothering to look around as he watched Gaelen's eyes stay a dark grey shade of color.

Gaelan had to admit that the excuse of being closer to the wolf was nicely planned. He didn't think he could have done it better himself. His arm remained possessive around his waist and on his hip. He was keeping an eye on the other snake, and he leaned down to kiss the top of his head just in case. "No...he's still watching," he whispered to him, "we're going to leave...and I might have to show more...claim to you." He said quietly.

He continued to brush his lips along his head and then he slides out while pulling pat with him. They needed to get out of there as quickly as possible. It would not be good to do anything just when he resurfaced. It could set off a few warning flags, and he wished to remain...hidden in his occupation still for a little bit.

He proceeded to guide them through the club, his hand moving from his hip to his ass and gave it a firm grip. Taking advantage of the situation to feel him up a bit.

Even though this was a bad chain of events he couldn't seem to help cudding into the hold that Gaelen had on him. To make it even better his wolf was actually purring away tail waving back and forth at the forth treatment. He was going to have to have a serious talk with him after this to find what the hell was wrong with him and why his head wasn't screwed on straight. You just didn't go submissive out of the blue. He had never felt any urge to let anyone top him though considering he had only slept with one guy in his whole life that might not have been as far fetched as he was thinking it was.He didn't bother nodding as Gaelen spoke. He could feel the eyes on him even now.Even though the sane part of his mind told him going anywhere with Gaelen was a bad, bad idea his heart beat picked up slightly. With as close as the snake was he was pretty sure he'd pick up on that right away. He was just screwed apparently. But better to be screwed with someone who hadn't forced his hand then someone that looked like they would.

He allowed himself to get tugged out thankful he was wearing everything and hadn't hung his jacket up onthe back of the chair. He didn't think Gaelen would have lingered long enough for him to grab it if he had. He remained pasive eyes to the ground and didn't look around as he was taken out of the club. The little grip to his ass set his wolf off purring loudly again even as he bite back on a sigh. He didn't relax till the were out of the club and heading down the street. He didn't know where Gaelen was planning on head or what he had meant by saying he might have to show more claim. The hand was still around his wrist so when it curled into a fist Galen would have felt it right away. He leaned against the snakes side ducking his head down. "He's still following. What are you going to do?" He didn't mean to pull the snake into any harm on his behalf and it didn't evendawn on his that this was Gaelens fault in the first place. He just knew he didn'twant the other snake following him now or further down the road.

He knew the other snake was still following. He was probably following to make sure that their act wasn't an act. He did a quick glance around with his eyes before he suddenly jerked Pat with him down an alley way, and then pressed him to the wall pinning him. "You act what ever comes natural...but I'm afraid that I have to go further," he whispered in his ear that was away from the alley entrance. His hand having already snaked around to undo his pants, and pushed them down around his legs.

He was actually pleased that this was progressing this way. The thought had toyed in his head of taking the wolf, but it was just a thought at the time. However if he didn't mark him more then a bite, that snake would do worse. He moved his hands to pull the wolves up over his head, and then over lap. He used one hand to pin him, and roughly so that he would more likely have impressions from the bricks after wards.

His other hand moved to his own pants, and proceeded to pull himself out. He was already half aroused, and he grinded himself into Pats ass. His hand now moving around to grip him and start to stroke the wolf as he gave rough nips to his neck.

He almost landed on his face when he was suddenly jerked side ways out of the blue. His face didn't show any surprise hoping to give anyone that might be watching the two that he was used to this kind of thing from the blonde.He blinked at the act natural comment wondering if Gaelen knew something he didn't know. His hand went out bracing himself against the wall and acting on impulse he spread his legs out a little bit to get better balance. He was wondering what go farther actually meant when he lost his pants. He blinked for a moment so startled he didn't even say anything.

Feeling the bricks bite into his hands he shuddered slightly. Feeling the grind completely flipped a switch inside of. He couldn't say no now. Not that he wanted to suddenly. Even as a hand moved to wrap roughly around him his head was moving to the side exposing the side that the snake had bitten into as an offer. Like it was something he was used to doing.He purred knowing that the snake was most likely watching but too far gone to think about anything other than what was happening at that very moment. He knew well enough to not demand more or wiggle, hell even he knew some stuff about the sub/dom world if he never really got into before this.