Paul licked the mark after he had made it, a sloppy wet slide of his tongue against the abused flesh. The sound of Gabriel's cries washed through Paul like a wave of lust, prickling along his skin and making him burn within. He looked up to Gabriel's face and let loose a dark, breathless laugh. His smile was like the toothy maw of a wolf and his eyes flashed with hunger as he tracked the tears falling down Gabriel's face.<br/><br/>"You're mine," Paul growled, punctuating the exclamation with a harsh shove, making Gabriel bounce, "you're mine....my angel......you are<i>mine.</i>"<br/><br/>He then licked away the tears, the touch of his tongue gentle compared to the rutting of his hips. The taste of it was exquisite, the salty tang a counterpoint to the copper of his blood. Paul could never get enough, the boy was too good, too addictice. He gasped and grunted as he felt his own end approach, the burning inferno of need between them becoming too great, nearly unbearable.<br/><br/>"You close?" he gasped into Gabriel's ear, "of course you are, I can feel you spasming around me."<br/><br/>Paul groaned as it happened, Gabriel's walls fluttering, squeezing, fighting and desperate.<br/><br/>"Ah, angel, my beautiful angel," Paul sighed as his thrusts began to slow, the sensation so sweet it made him nearly weak with wanting, "you've been so good, holding it for so long. I know you want to come, but not yet, not<i>yet.</i>"<br/><br/>Paul then took Gabriel by the throat, squeezing down with one hand. His thrusts sped up again, frantic and brutal as he chased his orgasm, using Gabriel's body for his own pleasure.<br/><br/>"Hold it boy! Hold it!" Paul bellowed, his voice as angry and forceful as his fucking. A handful of punishing thrusts and he was coming with a shout, his grip tightening as he shot his load into Gabriel, another mark to show that the boy was his.<br/><br/>"Ah, that's it, that's it," Paul said, sounding breathless and relaxed even as he continued to pump his hips, thrusting his seed as deep as it could go. His grip though did not loosen, even as Gabriel's face began to go red.<br/><br/>"Come."