Jason gulped and slowly moved his hand to the door, he looked to the being before them and blinked. His black eyes began to cut into bright purple shards as he watched. The shards vanished when he was satisfied this was no illusion and soon he looked up. His eyes taking in the sight as he watched blood, blood spat onto the windshield. Angel saw it too and looked over as Jason began dropping shades of skin tone. Gulping Jason gripped the door handle and pulled, yet didn't open the door. The waterfall of blood made his stomach flip into his throat, "Jason? Jason you alright?" Angel's voice sounded but Jason didn't answer. Stepping out of the car he watched as his eyes enveloped to no white just black shining darkness with slivers of neon purple, letting out his shroud a little as he watched. The whips of bloody vines scared him but yet somehow he knew he needed to see this but why? The skull that formed from the weaving of blood made his shroud near come out. Death. He knew what some of this was. But deep down he was trying to learn what was being said. Jason heard the tormented voice and gripped the car door, his heart racing as he whimpered. Not from fear but uncertainty of what was going on. He would figure this out. He would!<br/><br/><br/>The male chuckled as he continued to rush his fingers in and out of Kinjo, he liked the reactions a lot. His hand kept moving and so did his hips as he heard the moan come from Kinjo. He continued to lick and suck on the sides before pulling his erection nearly out and then back in hard. Repeating it more than three times before his fingers left Kinjo's bud. By all rights James knew he was in trouble from his brother if he ever learned but he'd have fun for now. James kept his dick in Kinjo's mouth, lessening the rough was as he began to lick and suck on Kinjo's length. Getting him aroused if possible. Moaning every once in a while when it felt good to himself from Kinjo's sucking. He was actually quiet pleased Kinjo's mouth was so small, it felt good.