The crazed god watched as his loyal pet approached and then leaned in. The kiss was soft. Perhaps, too soft. He lifted a clawed and and reached around to place it on the back of Jyan's head, tugging him down into an even deeper kiss. If the male wanted a kiss then it should at least be a proper one.

He forced his tongue into the other male's mouth to deepen the kiss even further. This was something that Gertrude was all to familiar with. He soon tugged at Jyan's hair, yanking his head back some and breaking the kiss between them.

"Make it a real kiss next time, pet," he told Jyan, licking lightly at the other's lips.

Some would say that Gertrude was almost more animal-like than human-like and, at times like this, it showed a bit.

Jyan was caught off guard when Gertrude dripped the back of his skull and pressed their mouths together with even more force. He expressed something like a small groan, not quite a moan and not quite a whimper. The loyal servant did moan, though, when his Master pried his lips apart with his tongue and thrust into his mouth. The action sent a shiver down his neck, into his shoulders, and finally his spine.

He hoped like crazy that Gertrude's hadn't felt it.

Jyan was in no way resisting the kiss, in fact he was thankful for his Master's forwardness. He, himself, had been too unsure of how the twisted man would react to forcefulness, though he should have known the answer to that. Still, caution often kept him alive.

The servant gasped when his head was craned backwards via his hair, their kiss now severed. One of his eyes was closed at the moment, a reaction to the winced he'd given during the pulling of his silky silver mane. His open eye gazed down at Gertrude with a mix of confusion and desire.

He gave a chuckle at his superior's words. "Yes, sire... next time," he replied breathlessly, sticking out his own tongue to let it touch Gertrude's as he licked at his lips.

((I'm sorry this took so long but my mind is running amazingly slow @.@ Forgive meeeee! *clings* I'm off to bed now, deary. Goodnight!))

The sounds that came from Jyan only made Gertrude want to continue. They were so delightful but he new he had to let Jyan take a breath at some point. Gertrude, on the other hand, could hold his breath for a very long time. That was when he had pulled back on Jyan's hair to sever the kiss. He smiled when Jyan's tongue came out to touch his as he licked at the lips of his pet.

The gasp he had recieved, and the wince, were music to Gertrudes ears. However, he knew when to stop when inciting pleasure from pain. There was only so much a person could take and he was usually pretty good at realizing when he was about to cross the line. He chuckled slightly at Jyan's reply. Oh how he loved that delicious mixture of emotions in his pet's gaze.

"Then prove it, my pet. Show me a true kiss," he told the other male, releasing his hold on Jyan's hair and lowering his hand.

(( Okay. I understand. xD Goodnight and sleep well. *Huggles* x3 ))

Jyan was just about to pull away completely when Gertrude let go of his hair, but his Master's words made him freeze and gaze at him again. There was another emotion mixed in with the others this time: gratitude. Jyan fought to quell his internal giddiness and was glad that he managed to succeed. He knew Gertrude would only make fun of him if he lost control and began to grin like some spazzing human female. That would be embarrassing.

The Chimera Saint let only the faintest of smiles crease his face as he drew in close once more. "I will... master," he breathed before pressing their lips together again. This one began with much more force than the last one.

His eyes became half-lidded as he bit, sucked, and tugged on Gertude's lips, able to taste blood on them leftover from his gory meal. This went on for several seconds. Jyan felt it time to press on and he covered his Master's mouth with his own, thrusting his tongue into his mouth as deeply as it could go, which was quite a ways.

Wrapped up in the moment, Jyan had begun to lose his balance. To restore it, he let his hands come to rest on the arms of Gertrude's throne. His lust hightening, it was taking everything Jyan had not to slide into his Master's lap.

Gertude smirked rather widely when his loyal pet replied and then kissed him again. It was more forcefull this time and the God enjoyed it because of the force behind it. Gertrude liked dominating over people but, surprisingly, he also like the feeling of being dominated. That was why he was letting his pet be this forcefull with him. He enjoyed the biting and the sucking that Jyan did to his lips.

However, that was nothing to when his pet forced his tongue deep into his mouth. This almost made Gertrude utter a moan but he didn't. His own tongue mingled with Jyan's and he lightly sucked upon his pet's tongue. Now this was a kiss. Gertrude brought his hand up and gripped the back of Jyan's head again, taking a light fistful of hair as they kissed.

His Master seemed to be enjoying himself and that made Jyan feel good inside. When Gertrude gripped his hair, the servant didn't try and suppress his moan this time. Jyan's hands gripped the armrests of the throne and he pressed himself in closer to the insane man. "Mm," he murmured against Gertrude's lips as their tongues twined together in a wet and sensual dance.

Eventually needed to breathe, Jyan pulled away, though he didn't go far. "Master..." he sighed, taking a lustful inhale. "I want you..."

In the back of his mind, Jyan kicked himself. This was a bold statement, one that could possibly get him punished. He, however, was having a hard time caring right now.

Gertrude allowed his pet to pull away. He couldn't have the other passing out from lack of oxygen right now, could he? However, a momentary look of surprise crossed his face when he heard what Jyan told him. He hadn't expected his loyal pet to ever say such a thing. It was then that his look of surprise was gone and a crazed smirk appeared.

"Oh? What would you do to get me? And what would you do once you have me? And in what way, exactly, do you want me?" he asked.

This was shaping up to be very interesting indeed. He mainly just wanted to hear his pet say more interesting things. This situation had his full attention, not even a feeling of hunger bothered him. That was the problem with Gertrude. He was always hungry but he didn't exactly leave bodies laying around. They would spoil to quickly, after all.

Jyan blinked as Gertrude seemed to have been startled by something, his words, more than likely. The servant began to dread his Master's response. He really didn't feel like bring strung up by his wrists today. To his own astonishment, however, Gertrude's usual insane grin returned and a frown was no where to be seen.

Whew.

Dodged a bullet.

The questions his Master then began to pose made Jyan's mind race to try and form an answer for them all. "I would do... anything to get you..." he replied to the first query, his words coming out smoother than he thought they would. On to the next one!

"Once I have you... anything you allow, I would do to you..."

Only one more to go.

"The way that I want you... should be fairly obvious..." was his slightly cheeky reply to the final question. "I want your body... right now, naked... squirming and clinging to me... crying out as I take you..."

Jyan was impressing himself to no end at this point. "That is what I want."

Gertrude couldn't help but laugh. His laugh reflected his psychotic nature. He laughed for quite a while. His pet really was very entertaining. Gertrude could remember back to when he had first come across the male. He was so much different back then than he was now and it didn't cease to amaze him. However, the thing that had entertained him the most was his pet's answer to his last question. The male wanted to take him, did he? That certainly was an interesting thought.

"Tell me something. You're answer will determine my course of action," he stated, having finally stopped his laughter.

He reached out and ran a claw from Jyan's chin down the other's throat and stopped at his chest. Gertrude wasn't drawing blood but he did make sure that the other felt the trail his claw had taken.

"Am I beautiful?" he asked, looking at the other's face as he waited for a reply.

Jyan's face remained stoic as his Master laughed insanely for several minutes. He wasn't bother by it. In fact, he'd been expecting it, to some degree. It wasn't the worst reaction he could have gotten, that was for sure.

When Gertrude's cackling finally subsided, the faithful servant found himself posed with yet another question. This one would decide everything. Was his Master beautiful?

Jyan thought hard about this. There were a lot of things he could call Gertrude, but was beautiful among them?

What was the best course of action here...? Honesty? Tell a lie? Play dumb? Stay silent? He knew that he couldn't spend too much time pondering this, lest his superior grow impatient and press harder with his claw.

He decided to try and be as clever as he could with his answer and hope that Gertrude would accept it. "You are beautiful, but really... it matters not. For there is no greater label I can place upon you... other than my Master."



((I did my best here @.@ I couldn't come up with anything better...))