Masculine Delights

Sin's note- If I was you, I'd go potty and get a drink. This is a twenty-three page long chapter... and it's yummy. ;-) Enjoy!
Alexia's note- I agree with Sin. This chapter was very fun to write.



It was many hours later, the sun slipping across the sky, and down towards the horizon when Jean-Claude stirred.

Edward quickly filled Jean-Claude in on the situation.

Jean-Claude swore, turning to look at Jason, where his pomme sat by Asher. "Mon Loup, are you alright?"

Jason ran a hand over his face. "Just worried."

"Did you enact the security protocol? Call Richard, lock down security?"

Jason nodded. "We'll be ok." Edward said from across the room.

The Master of the City moved, wrapping his arms around Edward from behind. "Oui, of course we shall..."

He was so far into his Death persona he didn't respond to the hug.

The vampire nodded after a second, pulling back. "I shall change. Recall, Jason, no water usage, lest they have added silver to it."

Jason shuddered. "All the rooms have bottled water for such an emergency."

"Oui." Jean-Claude moved to his wardrobe, beginning to change without a thought as to propriety.

Edward stood watch by the door.

Asher gasped as he woke, panicking as he realized he was in a different bed.

Jason kissed him and told him what was happening.

The blonde vampire swore, pulling Jason into his arms. "Sacre merde..."

He hugged the vampire tightly. "It'll be ok."

"I know, Mon Loup, but you could have been hurt..."

"But I'm ok." He assured him. Edward was still standing by the door.

Jean-Claude picked up the phone, heading into his office to call the mayor and police.

Jason snuggled up to Asher.

"Mon cher petit loup .." Asher kissed the wolf, glancing at Edward. "Death?"

"Hmm?" Was all he got out of Edward.

"Are you alright?"

He nodded. "I'm fine." Edward kept his back to them. Jason rested against Asher.

Asher sighed, stroking a hand up and down Jason's arm.

Jean-Claude pushed his curls back, entering the room. "Alright, everyone has been warned and put on alert. I shall be at Guilty Pleasures."

Edward jerked. "I'm going with you." He said, firmly.

"Pardon?" The Master of the City frowned.

Ah... Asher thought, so Death does live.

"I am going with you. You can't go there without someone watching you back." He told the vampire.

"I shall be fine, Edward." He shrugged, picking up a brush and a hair thong. Slowly, he began to pull his long curls back.

"That wasn't an offer, Jean-Claude. I go where you go. It's my fault he's after you." Edward told him.

Asher nodded, tugging Jason into the office and shutting the door as Jean-Claude slowly set down the hair brush.

"Truly, Edward? Are you worried?" He quirked a brow.

He clenched his jaw. "Is that so hard to believe?"

"You barely acknowledged my presence after I awoke." Jean-Claude sighed, running a hand over where his hair was pulled back smoothly.

"Sorry. I'm in my hunter mode. I try not to feel when someone is hunting me. It just slows me down." Edward shrugged.

"I see." Forcing the emotion from his voice, Jean-Claude nodded. This was hardly the first of such threats since he had become Master, and it would hardly be the last. There was no point in entirely scaring everyone. With a look, he'd perfected at court, he motioned to the door. "You are welcome to come if you wish."

"I'm so glad I can come, Mommy." Edward snorted as he followed him.

Jean-Claude didn't even react to the comment, heading towards his usual limo.

He watched him walk and smiled. He wasn't sure how long he'd be alive, but at least he had Jean-Claude for now.

Jean-Claude climbed inside the limo, his face cloaked in shadow.

Edward slid in next to him. He knew he'd hurt Jean-Claude with how distant he'd been, but it was just who he was.

Pushing a button, Jean-Claude told the driver to take them to the club before relaxing in his seat. He'd yet to feed, so his skin was nearly translucent.

"You're hungry." He said simply.

Jean-Claude quirked a brow at him. "I was preoccupied."

Edward shrugged. "I guess so."

The vampire turned, looking out the window, watching the city lights flash by.

Edward laced his fingers through Jean-Claude's.

He jumped, turning to look at the assassin for a moment, before squeezing Edward's warm hand in his own, cold one.

He held his love's hand tightly. "Someone betrayed us. No one, but people in the circus knew we were together."

"I know." Jean-Claude raised Edward's hand to his mouth, kissing his fingers, then the delicately beating pulse in his wrist. "This, Mon Amour, is not as an uncommon occurrence as you might think..."

Edward leaned forward and kissed him. "I don't want to lose you."

"You won't. I promise." Jean-Claude hugged Edward close, then sighed. "There is more of a risk of me losing you, Cher Morte."

"There doesn't have to be." He said, softly.

"How do you mean?"

"Make me your human servant."

Jean-Claude froze, then slowly faced the man beside him. "You... you would want that?"

Edward nodded. "It'll make us both safer...and I wouldn't mind being with you."

"You wouldn't mind... or you want to? This is forever, Edward... there is no going back. I nearly died when Anita did." Jean-Claude shook his head. "I didn't wake for days."

"I want this." He told him. "And I know this is forever."

"When?" Jean-Claude kissed him softly.

"As soon as possible." He returned the kiss.

Taking that answer to heart, Jean-Claude began the first mark. A brush of their lips, and it was done.

"That felt sort of odd." Edward told him.

"That, Mon Petit Morte... was the first mark." He cupped Edward's face.

"I see." Edward kissed him.

Jean-Claude purred. "Perhaps, Edward, we should simply return to the Circus...?"

"Did you need to do something at the circus?" He asked.

"I was thinking of having you there..."

"I see." He smiled.

"Do you?" Jean-Claude shifted, kneeling before the assassin.

Edward's breath hitched in his throat. "Yes."

Jean-Claude reached over, telling the driver to turn around before he began rubbing his face over Edward's clothed cock. "Bon..."

"Shit." He thrust his hips up a bit. "You're one horny bastard, you know that?"

"Are you complaining?" Jean-Claude looked sinfully innocent as he pulled back. "Shall I stop?"

"I'll hurt you if you do." Edward growled.

"And if I say I like pain?" Jean-Claude purred the words even as he undid Edward's fly.

"Then I'll tie you up and leave you on your bed....all alone..."

"Non..." Having freed the other man's cock, Jean-Claude began to tease it with his mouth.

Edward grabbed a handful of his hair. "God, Jean-Claude..."

The vampire purred, sucking Edward's cock deep into his mouth.

He moaned as he thrust up a bit.

Jean-Claude worked Edward's pants out of the way, fondling his testicles and pressing a finger to his entrance.

Edward gasped. Leave it to Jean-Claude to seduce him when they were being hunted.

The vampire purred, easing the finger into the assassin, fucking him with his mouth.

"Jean-Claude... we're in danger... I need to be able to think..."

He froze. "You told me not to stop..."

"I know, but I need to be in control right now." Edward looked at his lover. "So I can protect you."

Jean-Claude nodded slowly, pulling back. "Je suis desole..."

Edward kissed him. "No, I'm sorry."

"Non... I started this..." Jean-Claude moved, sitting on the far seat.

"And I ruined it." He sighed.

"You ruined nothing..." The vampire looked back out the window.

Edward looked at him and redid his pants.

Jean-Claude swore mentally as they pulled back into the Circus, feeling like a fool.

He touched the vampire's leg. "We can continue this inside the safety of the circus, but we were wide open out here."

"That is up to you, Edward." He replied softly.

Edward moved and sat beside him. "What's wrong?"

Jean-Claude jumped, not having expected him to do so. "Nothing...?"

"Do not lie to me." He said, firmly.

"I was simply confused by your signals... at times, I'd swear you want nothing to do with me.... others..." Jean-Claude shrugged.

"I am sorry. It's just hard to be Death and Edward at the same time. I'm used to only having to be one."

"I only want you to be one... yourself."

"I haven't been that for a very long time." He leaned back in the seat.

"Je suis desole." Jean-Claude felt the limo stop, and opened the door, climbing out.

Edward followed him, sighing.

The brunette entered his rooms, heading for his office.

Death laid down on the bed.

Jean-Claude sat at his desk, putting his head in his hands. This was hopeless... pointless to try. Was Edward mistaking physical attraction for stronger emotions? Perhaps it was only part of the witch's curse...

Edward sighed loudly. It was hard to have such strong feelings again. It'd been so long since he'd loved anyone and he was just screwing it up.

Standing, Jean-Claude began to pace his office, shoving a hand through his already messy hair.

Edward stared up at the ceiling. He was too tense to sleep.

Jean-Claude moved into his den, only to see a drink of Jason's on the coffee table. Thinking to take care of it, he accidently knocked it over, causing the glass to break as it hit the side of the coffee table, then the tile floor.

He bolted out of bed and ran into the den, gun in hand. "What happened?"

Having been about to pick up a shard of glass and focused in his thoughts, Jean-Claude jumped at Edward's sudden appearance, cutting himself. "Merde! I... Nothing... I was simply a klutz..."

Edward put his gun in its holster and moved over to him. "You're bleeding."

"I cut myself... you startled me. Tis nothing serious..."

He grabbed a towel and applied pressure to the cut.

Jean-Claude was silent, watching Edward tend the wound.

Edward looked at him. "Something wrong."

"Non... I am simply... watching you. I did not expect..." He motioned towards the wound that Edward was taking care of, his touch gentle, yet firm.

He shrugged and let go of Jean-Claude's hand.

The vampire sighed, starting to pick up the glass again.

Edward knelt down and helped him.

"Merci, Edward..." Jean-Claude bunched the glass in the towel, then threw it away.

"You're welcome." He said, standing up.

Jean-Claude stood. "Is... there something I could do...? To help you relax? You seem tense..."

Edward shook his head. "I'll be fine."

"Ah... I see." The vampire nodded. Having skipped his bath earlier, he moved into his bathroom, turning on the water. Smelling that it was fine, he began to ready for his bath.

"Are you sure it's safe?" He asked eyeing the water. "I don't want you bursting into flames."

"I do not smell anything wrong with it..." Jean-Claude brushed the tip of a finger over the water. "It is fine."

Edward nodded and headed back out to the bedroom.

Fisting his hands in his hair, Jean-Claude froze, scenting a light, metal scent. The water began to shimmer faintly as the water from the tap changed slightly. "Edward!"

He ran into the room. "What?"

"Look." He waved a hand to the water.

"Is that silver?"

"Oui. I am going to make an announcement over the loud speaker." Jean-Claude moved from the bathroom, shirtless. Clearly they had timed the silver to make them think the water was safe to enter.

Edward turned the water off. He shook his head. This was all his fault.

An announcement came over the sound system, announcing that there was silver in the water, and for people to follow the protocol for such situations.

He moved to the bedroom again. This was all so very stressful.

Jean-Claude moved back into the bathroom, rubbing the back of his neck.

Edward was sprawled out on the bed, wearing only boxers.

"Are you alright, Edward...?"

"I'm fine." He mumbled.

"Non... you are not... what is wrong?" Jean-Claude sat down next to him.

"This is all my fault." He said softly.

"Non... it is not your fault."

"He wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me."

"Edward..." Jean-Claude put his face in his hands. "Do you regret this?"

Edward wrapped his arms around him. "I regret nothing."

The vampire tensed for a moment. "You truly believe this?"

"Why would I say it if I didn't believe it?"

"I do not know. You are so hard to read, Mon Morte..." Jean-Claude rubbed his face.

Edward moved to the bed. "I can't change that."

"I know." Jean-Claude looked at Edward. "I am sorry."

"Don't be." He sat down and rubbed his neck.

"I do not want you to think that I regret this either, Edward... I could never..."

"I know." He said. "I just feel bad."

Jean-Claude turned to face the assassin. "How so?"

"Van Cleef is trying to hurt your people."

Moving, he pulled Edward into his arms. "Edward..."

"Yeah?" He rested against the vampire's chest.

"I love you. Had you chosen to be with me or not, I would have involved myself in this..."

"I couldn't have asked that of you. Hell, I still can't." He shook his head.

"You didn't." Jean-Claude shrugged. "You have my aid, whether you want it or not."

"Thank you." Edward has never really had anyone stand by him.

"De rien." He waved a hand.

He closed his eyes and relaxed.

Jean-Claude stood, stripping the rest of the way before curling up on the bed. He might as well sleep if he could not bathe.

Edward blinked at the suddenly nude Jean-Claude, "Tired?"

"Not particularly, but there is naught else to do but sleep, non?"

"We could finish what we started in the limo." Edward offered.

Jean-Claude paused. "I do not wish you to feel pressured." That, and Jean-Claude had tried. Edward kept pulling back. The vampire's confidence with Edward was waning.

"I'm sorry. This is hard for me." He rubbed a hand over his face. "I close my eyes and I see her."

"Her?" Jean-Claude blinked.

"Marlissa. We were young, in love, and married. I got her killed." He wouldn't look at Jean-Claude.

"Dieu..." Jean-Claude gasped. "Edward..." Gently, he touched the assassin's back, soothing him.

"Once, I wanted out. I thought I could protect her, but Van Cleef proved me wrong."

Jean-Claude hugged Edward to him, resting his head against the other man's. "Je suis desole, Edward. I know how hard it is to lose someone... but I promise you, that we shall stop Van Cleef... we shall finish him."

"I want to be the one to kill him. I own Marlissa that." Edward leaned back against him. "I am sorry I am so distant at times."

"Of course." Jean-Claude kissed Edward's shoulder.

"And it is something we shall work on, non?"

He nodded. "If you can put up with me then I'd like that."

"Oh, there might be times when I am unreasonable, but we shall work through it." Jean-CLaude smiled.

Edward smiled and kissed him. "I think we'll be ok."

"Oh, we shall." Jean-Claude kissed the other man, then simply held him.

He rested his head on his lover's chest.

Jean-Claude kissed his head. "Comfortable?"

"Very. You make a good pillow." Edward told him.

The vampire laughed. "Bon. I am glad I am good for something, non?"

"Well you're pretty good in the sack too." He smirked.

"Oh really?" Jean-Claude quirked a brow.

"Really." Edward told him.

Smirking, Jean-Claude shook his head. "I am glad you think so."

He kissed Jean-Claude's jaw.

"Happy, Mon Morte?"

"Yes. I am."

"Bon. I am glad." Jean-Claude ran an absent hand over Edward's torso.

Edward's stomach did a little flip.

The vampire kept up the caress, not having intended it to be anything but soothing.

Edward's pants were suddenly very tight as he remembered what had happened earlier in the limo.

Jean-Claude didn't notice his predicament, instead, he was thinking about Asher and Jason, and how they were fairing in their fledgling relationship.

Jean-Claude kept rubbing him. He finally coughed loudly.

The vampire paused. "Something wrong, Edward?"

He moved Jean-Claude's hand to his crotch.

Jean-Claude cupped the hardness there. "Ah. Je suis desole... I had not intended... I meant..."

Edward covered his mouth with his own. "I love you."

He smiled. "Je t'aime aussi, Edward."

He returned the smiled. "That you for understanding."

"Of course." He smoothed Edward's hair, smiling as it slid back into the same position.

Edward kissed Jean-Claude's hand. "So what do you want to do?"

"That is up to you, Mon Morte... I am content to hold you, if you wish..."

"And if I want more...?"

"Then you may take it." Jean-Claude shrugged. "I am willing."

Edward kissed him deeply. He buried a hand in Jean-Claude's hair. "So am I."

The vampire purred, kissing Death back just as deeply.

"I am just glad that your naked. Your clothes are usually so hard to get off." He rubbed his hand across Jean-Claude's leg.

Jean-Claude's thigh clenched. "How so?"

"They have so many buttons and crap like that." Edward kissed Jean-Claude's shoulder.

"Ah... I see." He watched Edward's movements, his member soft as he had yet to feed.

He bent down and took Jean-Claude into his mouth.

Slipping a hand into Edward's hair, Jean-Claude moaned, running the other hand over the assassin's back.

He bent down and took Jean-Claude into his mouth

"Merde, Edward!" His hips bucked, and Jean-Claude moaned.

He licked down the vampire's length.

Slipping a hand into Edward's hair, Jean-Claude watched the movement of his mouth over him. "Dieu, you are amazing..." He might yet to have an erection, but that did not stop him from being aroused.

Edward looked up at him. "You're the amazing one."

"You have not felt your mouth..." Jean-Claude traced Edward's lips with a pale finger.

"That would be handy if I could." He said jokingly.

The vampire shook his head. "Now you sound like Jason..."

As if the wolf knew they were speaking of him, he knocked on the door accompanied by Asher.

Jean-Claude swore as his Pomme entered, sitting up. Asher, however, simply smirked.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we came to report in." He raised an eyebrow at Jean-Claude and Edward.

"And what did you have to report?" Jean-Claude didn't even move to cover himself. Asher licked his lips, then looked back to Jason.

Jason slid his arm around Asher. "That we warned everyone and made sure they all had rations."

Edward laid his head on Jean-Claude's leg.

Jean-Claude ran his hands over Edward's hair in a petting motion, amazed that his lover was not... what is the term? Flipping out? at Jason and Asher's presence.

"You look quite comfortable, Edward." Asher sat on one of the chairs in the bedroom.

Edward shrugged. "He's comfortable to lay on."

Jason sat on Asher's lap and cuddled up to him.

"Oui, I know that." Asher wrapped his arms around his wolf, tracing idle circles on Jason's belly.

Jean-Claude tensed, unsure of Edward's reaction.

The assassin chuckled. "I'm sure you do."

Jason bent his head so he could nibble on Asher's neck.

"Mon Morte?" Jean-Claude stared. Edward was so calm...

"Jason..." Asher half moaned his name. "What're you doing?"

"Hmm?" Edward asked. He felt...calm. He realized tonight that Jean-Claude would stick by him no matter what. And now, he felt like a great weight was lifted from his shoulders.

"Biting you neck." The wolf responded.

"Are you alright?" Jean-Claude looked up, hearing Asher moan low in his throat.

He nodded. "I just feel happy now that I know I'm not going to screw this up." He too heard Asher as Jason continued to attack the vampire's throat.

"How could you?" Jean-Claude pulled him up, kissing him.

"Mon Loup... zut alor... this is not the place to tease me so... Edward will not be pleased..." Asher barely managed.

"Edward can hear you and doesn't mind. Edward is gay too." Edward said, realizing he'd admitted out loud for the first time that he was gay.

"Well if Asher doesn't want me sucking on his neck maybe Edward won't mind." Jason slid off of the vampire's lap and stalked to the bed. Edward shook his head. That wolf sure liked to tease.

Asher quirked a brow at Jean-Claude who gave him the exact look back at him. If their lover's wished to play... fine.

Edward sat up and Jason pulled him against his body. He sank his teeth into Death's neck gently, making Edward moan.

Jason smirked. "Someone likes it, at least..."

Asher couldn't keep his eyes off of Jason and Edward. Death seemed to enjoy it a lot. Edward glanced at Jean-Claude as Jason sucked on his neck.

Jean-Claude's eyes were hot as he stared, licking his lips.

Jason licked along Edward's throat, making a sound of approval. "You taste good too..."

Edward buried a hand in the wolf's hair. "Fuck, Jason..."

Asher shifted, trying to relieve the pressure in his pants.

Jason lifted his head, smirking. "Yeah? We can do that if you want and they say yes..."

"You think you can top me wolf?" He said as he kissed the blonde. Asher nearly fell out of his chair. This was not the Death they all knew. What in the hell had Jean-Claude done to him?

Jason moaned, kissing him back. Shit. He was kissing Death! Fuck, he was hard...

Jean-Claude held a hand out to Asher, beckoning him to him.

Asher went to Jean-Claude, wanting the other vampire and a better view.

Edward pushed Jason back onto the bed. He ran his tongue over the wolf's lip.

"When... the hell did you get so hot?" Jason muttered, then met Edward's tongue with his own.

Jean-Claude smiled at Asher, kissing his hand as he took it. "Tres sexy..."

"Oui....tres..." Asher kissed Jean-Claude as Edward slid his hand under Jason's shirt.

His abdomen tightened, and Jason broke the kiss, nipping at Edward's jaw. "Do you see them?"

Jean-Claude purred, kissing the other man deeply.

Edward watched as Asher slid his tongue into Jean-Claude's mouth. He nodded and rubbed himself against Jason.

Jason bit his lip, rubbing back. "Can I use my mouth on you?"

Jean-Claude began to suck at Asher's tongue, teasing it with his own.

"Use you mouth how?" He asked Jason.

Asher groaned into Jean-Claude's mouth.

"Here." Jason reached down, cupping Edward's cock as Jean-Claude began to take off Asher's shirt.

Edward sat up and pulled his shirt up, over his head. "Go ahead." He told him.

Asher helped Jean-Claude undo his shirt.

Jason kissed Edward, then began to tease his way down towards the other man's cock, knowing that both the vampire's were watching even as they played with each other.

He felt Jason undid his zipper and moaned as the wolf's lips first touched his cock. He met Jean-Claude's gaze. Asher cupped Jean-Claude in his hand.

Jean-Claude groaned, thrusting into Asher's hand even as he leaned down, kissing Edward. Glancing, he saw Jason's mouth stretched full of the assassin's cock.

Edward moaned into Jean-Claude's mouth. Asher removed the rest of his clothing as he watched the three men with hungry eyes.

Smirking, Jean-Claude moved, pushing Jason so he reach, and bared his Pomme's cock for his own mouth, pushing the clothing out of the way, also baring Jason's inner thigh. Rolling his Pomme, he fed.

The wolf, of course, shifted his hips to help, not losing rhythm on Edward's cock.

Edward watched his loved take Jason into his mouth. God, he was having a fucking orgy with three other guys. Asher ran a hand down his chest and Edward kissed him.

Jason pulled back, licking over Edward's sacs, pulling them into his mouth and growling slightly as Jean-Claude began to lick his own cock, done feeding. Pulling back, he swore. "Shit... that's..." Moaning, he began to suck at Edward again.

Edward moaned into Asher's mouth. Asher pressed against Edward as he deepened the kiss.

Reaching over, Jean-Claude slipped a hand between Asher's legs from behind, teasing his cock at the base while sucking the were. His own cock now throbbed, rising hard against his belly.

Growling around Edward, Jason couldn't stop himself from thrusting into Jean-Claude's mouth. Damn!

Asher moved away from Edward and pulled Jean-Claude away from the wolf. "It has been too long, Mon Ami." He covered Jean-Claude's mouth with his own.

Jean-Claude groaned, letting Asher dominate the kiss, finding the other man's nipples with nimble fingers.

Jason paused, looking up at the pair of vampires, then at Edward. "You're not going to flip later, are you? Cause this is just too much fuckin' fun to freak over..."

"Just shut up and kiss me, Jason." Edward kissed the wolf. "I don't care if they are together because I know Jean-Claude is mine and Asher is yours."

The wolf moaned kissing him back as he reached to stroke Edward's cock, rubbing his chest over the other man's.

Edward bent his head to the wolf's neck. He bit down hard enough to make as mark. Asher cupped Jean-Claude and stroked his cock.

Jason cried out, his hand gripping the other man as Jean-Claude purred in French, begging Asher for more.

Asher spread Jean-Claude's legs, wanting all of his ex-lover. Edward moved down Jason's body and took his cock into his mouth.

Jean-Claude gasped, staring up at Asher before pulling him down on top of him impatiently.

Shouting hoarsely, Jason watched Edward. Shit... he might be new at this, but DAMN!

"Are you ready?" Asher asked the other vampire.

Edward looked up at Jason. "Are you going to top me, wolf?"

Jason pushed Edward onto his back. "Sounds good to me... Death."

Jean-Claude laughed. "What do you think?"

Edward kissed him. "You'd better this worth my while, Jason." He teased.

Asher thrust into Jean-Claude.

The were laughed. "I've been told I'm very good." Slowly, he slipped into the assassin, reaching down to stroke his cock.

"Sacre merde, Asher... Mon Chardonneret..." Jean-Claude pulled the vampire down for a scorching kiss.

"Fuck, Jason." He moaned. Asher returned the kiss and then watched his lover take Death as he moved inside of Jean-Claude.

Jason matched Asher's pace inside of Jean-Claude with Edward, biting his lower lip as his hand jerked the assassin's cock.

Jean-Claude groaned, turning his head to watch as well.

Edward met Jean-Claude's gaze as Jason had his way with him. He arched up into Jason's thrusts. Asher gripped Jean-Claude's hip.

Jason leaned down, nipping at Edward's neck and jaw as he began to deliberately hit Edward's prostate non-stop, wanting him to come.

Edward cried out as he came with Jason inside of him. Asher moaned as he watch them together. He came shortly after Edward.

Jason groaned as Edward clenched around him, unable to stop himself from coming.

Jean-Claude groaned, writhing beneath Asher. He was close to coming, so close, but just not there.

Asher wrapped his hand around Jean-Claude's cock and made him come.

The Master of the City shouted wordlessly, spilling into the blonde vampire's hand as Jason groaned, slipping to lay next to Edward. "Mmm... fun."

Edward sighed, content. Asher kissed Jean-Claude. "Let us join our lovers, mon ami." He crawled over to Jason.

Jean-Claude moved, resting his head on Edward's chest. "Was this a dream?"

Hugging Asher, Jason made a soft noise in his throat. "If not, that was one hell of a dream.

Edward snuggled up to Jean-Claude. "That was no dream."

Asher sighed. "Oui..."

Jean-Claude purred. "Bon."

"I must admit that was pretty good." The assassin said to the wolf.

Jason snorted. "That was damn good."

Asher smirked. "Indeed. You are louder than I expected, Edward. Tis a pleasant surprise."

Jean-Claude quirked a brow at Asher. "You've thought of Edward?"

"Why not? He is very attractive."

Edward just shook his head and rested on his lover. Jason kissed Asher. "Maybe next time Jean-Claude with share with you."

"Perhaps we should ask Edward... though Mon Morte does appear to be tired..." Jean-Claude teased, kissing Edward softly.

Asher laughed. "Indeed."

"Yeah, maybe next time." Edward said half asleep.

Jason rested his head on Asher's chest.

"Let us sleep, for now. Bonne nuit." Jean-Claude relaxed, letting himself as he drifted off.

Asher kissed Jason, then nodded. "Sleep..."

Edward drifted off first, followed shortly by Jason.