Saint Seiya: Blood, Love, and War (Ebonique and I)
 

Name: Gertrude

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male

Race: God?

Alliance: Himself

Rank: Leader (Aka. The Big Bad)

Armor?: The Manticore

Appearance:

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Personality: Saying he's crazy would be an understatement. He is someone that you would truly not want to meet...EVER! Gertrude has a taste for flesh and spirit alike. He could care less who he kills, or how it's done, just so long as his hunger gets satisfied. Another thing he has been known to do is flirt with his victims, particularly the males, before killing and then devouring them. The only ones that are safe...well...safe-ish...are those that follow him. However, he often times still draws blood from them. After all, a little blood loss never hurt anyone, right?

Abilities/Powers: Gertrude's main focus is on poisons, mostly the really deadly kind. He also dabbles in acids, blood draining, and soul snatching. This particular person often attacks first and asks questions later, if his prey is still among the living. Also, he rarely ever shows mercy. In fact, his idea of mercy is rather twisted.

History: Ugh...Masquerade is to lazy for this. D:

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Was Gertrude truly a god? His appearance would suggest that he was more of a demon than a god but his power alone was enough to rival even Hades and the Twin Gods. He was also, perhaps, far more cruel and crazy than all three of them combined. Gertrude was feared and he knew it. That was how things should be.

He had just finished a meal. It was just some unlucky person he had seduced. The God had not only devoured the person's body but their soul, as well. It was unfortunate that the people he ate never got the chance to move on. However, Gertrude didn't care in the least. Those souls helped to make him just a tad bit stronger. The problem, however, was the clean up after his meals were over. He licked the blood from his hands and claws as he stood up. Gertrude liked blood but he didn't like it when he was covered in it.

"Jyan!" he called, having finished cleaning the blood from his hands and claws. Gertrude had also wiped his face off and then licked that from his hands as well. Now he had to wait for his second-in-command and, if the other wasn't quick about arriving, then Gertrude would have to punish him. A devilish smirk came to his face at the thought of punishing the handsome male.

He had recently devised a plan that involved attacking the Sanctuary but he had yet to put it into action. The time to do so was almost near. It shouldn't be very hard at all. Like taking candy from a baby to Gertrude who could rival the Gods.

Name: Jyan

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male

Race: Unknown/Demi-God?

Alliance: With Gertrude

Rank: Second in Command

Armor: The Chimera

Appearance: http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f8.../Amaranth4.jpg

Personality: Though not quite as twisted and slightly less insane than his Boss, Jyan could still possibly call a pysch-ward home. A cruel fighter and a level-headed thinker, Jyan is an expert when it comes to battle strategy. Usually calm and unfazed by very much going on around him, he easily tolerates his Master's psychotic ways. It's quite amusing, really.

Powers/Skills: Stealth, infiltration, combat planning, sword technique, and insta-healing.

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Just like the ever-faithful second in command that he was, Jyan always stuck close to his leader. He stood silently outside the door while Gertrude had his was with his dinner. Jyan, personally, preferred the taste of the meat from beasts, lizards in particular. He found humans far too revolting to ingest. How in the world could you tell where those things might have been? Gertrude enjoyed them immensely, however.

To each his own, he supposed.

When his superior called to him, Jyan entered the room without delay and approached the annoyed man before him. He shut his eyes and gave a repectful bow. "Yes? What can I do for you?" he asked in his usual soft-spoken manner. This was a dangerous question, to say the least.

Still, Jyan's sadistic side couldn't help be extremely curious.

Gertrude frowned slightly when Jyan appeared rather quickly. That meant he wouldn't be able to punish him. However his smile soon returned. The smiles that Gertrude wore always portrayed his crazed nature. He let out a crazed giggle when the other bowed before him and asked his question. Jyan was such a good and loyal dog. It made Gertrude want to break him but he would take his time with that. Breaking such a fine toy would be fun, to say the least.

"Be a good dog and dispose of this, would you?" he asked, gesturing to what remained of his meal.

The crazed God then walked up to Jyan and wrapped his arms around the other's neck and leaned in to whisper into the other's ear. His voice was rather seductive when he wanted it to be and this was one of those times. No wonder he could lure humans to their death with very little problems at all.

"If you continue to be a good dog then I'll give you a treat," he whispered before releasing Jyan.

He then watched Jyan with his strange eyes as he waited for the other to move to dispose of the body.

Having reopened his eyes after bowing, Jyan became momentarily confused when he saw the look of displeasure on Gertrude's face. Hadn't he reported in a timely manner? He mentally shrugged, deciding to let the subject drop. No one possessed the talent of being able to tell what the insane man was thinking, not even he. Jyan's only goal every single day was to stay on his Boss' good side, or something there of. He knew that Gertrude could kill him on a whim and there was probabaly very little he could do about it. The best he would probably be able to do was escape, though the chances of that were very slim, as well.

All this aside, Jyan didn't exactly mind serving underneath his twisted Master. He had nothing better to do and Gertrude's base beneath the sea was extremely comfortable. He doubted that he would be able to live this good roaming the land as a loner. Jyan merely knew that he had to tred lightly. Do that, he things would be just fine.

His narrow, golden eyes darted to the mostly-eaten body laying not too far away and he gave a single nod when Gertrude told him to get rid of it. This wasn't anything new to him, so it was no problem. He remained where he stood as the other man approached and embraced him, unmoving.

Gertrude's words caused his lips to curl upwards into a small smirk. Anytime a reward from his Master was up for grabs, it was usually worth the effort it took to get it. Another nod. "I will take care of it right away," Jyan said as his Leader stepped back. He then began with his given task.

The crazed God smiled his insane smile when the other replied to him and then went about the task that he was given. He couldn't help but think that Jyan really was such a good dog and a toy worth keeping around until he finally broke him one day. Gertrude began to think about what kind of reward to give his loyal pet. Perhaps he could leave it up to the pet himself to decide on what he wants to recieve from his master?

Gertrude walked over to his throne and took a seat as he watched Jyan clean up what was let of his meal. His clothes were dirtied with human blood but he could deal with it for a little while. He would first wait to see what it was that Jyan wished for before changing into something a little less blood-stained.

"Does the dog want something in particular as a reward?" he asked, continueing to watch Jyan with his strange eyes.

Jyan was far from squeamish so dealing with a dead, blood, and partially eaten body was nothing for him. He bent to pick up the remains, trying to keep as much blood from getting on him as possible. He didn't feel like detailing his armor that night. The corpse in hand, he turned and walked to the very rear of Gertrude's chambers. He opened the door and disappeared into the hallway.

The second in command returned several minutes later. He'd placed the body into one the base's many launch tubes and had ejected it out into the cold sea waters for the sharks to finish off.

Just as he re-entered the room, Jyan heard his Master pose the question about his reward. The man swallowed thickly but silently. Yet another dangerous situation. He looked off in a random direction before answering. "Whatever you wish to give me," he stated honestly. "I will accept it."

He shook his head.

"Tsk. Tsk. That reply just wont do. I think it's just fair of me to give you something that you wish for. I always choose the rewards. It's your turn now, my sweet pet," he replied.

"Now, tell me what you desire," he told Jyan, drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair.

Gertrude had to resist the urge to punish the other male for that answer. After all, he had asked a specific question and he had wanted a specific answer in return. Gertrude now waited again for the male to reply. He wasn't going to let Jyan off that easy. Gertrude was the type to do just about anything if he found the thought of it interesting and possibly fun.

Gertrude's dissatisfaction with his answer made Jyan want to roll his eyes, though he refrained from doing so. If he had, it would have certainly ended badly for him. His Master would have taken it as a brash display of disrespect. No, that simply could not happen.

He sighed and thought for a moment. "Well, then..." he murmured as he racked his brain for something he could ask for. Honestly, his life was pretty good. He didn't have many rules he had to follow and he had control over almost all of Gertrude's other underlings. He could go where he wanted, do almost anything he wanted... so what else was left?

It was then that something finally came to him. Thank goodness.

Jyan lifted his eyes so that he could look directly at his superior before voicing his request. "I would like to kiss you," he stated evenly, waiting for Gertrude's reaction.

Gertrude was becoming increasingly impatient as he waited for Jyan to reply. He was just about take back the promise of a reward and punish his pet instead when the other finally replied. It was just in time, too. A wide, toothy smirk came to his face as he looked upon Jyan after hearing the request for a kiss. He nodded.

"Very well. Come here and claim your reward, then," he told his pet, not moving.

He'd let Jyan come to him rather than himself going to the other in this instance. This was very interesting indeed. Gertrude was no stranger to intimacy between males. He often seduced and flirted with his prey, both male and female. However, he prefered to flirt with the males he targeted.

Jyan gave another singular nod as he was given permission to approach Gertrude's throne. It took only nine steps for him to reach the elaborate chair from where he stood. He came to a stop on the platform just in front of Gertrude. The handsome servant spoke no words as he stared at his leader for several seconds.

He moved in at last, leaning forward slowly. Jyan closed his eyes at the last moment, just as his lips touched Gertrude's.

The kiss started out feather soft. It's firmness grew almost instantly, however. Jyan counted the passing seconds, wondering if Gertrude would stop him or complain.

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...))

(( That's okay. It's a difficult and rather unexpected question. xD ))

Gertrude grinned upon hearing his pet's reply. He removed his claw from Jyan's flesh. This was a show of approval from the crazed god. Anytime he didn't draw blood was a sign of approval. However, he sometimes drew blood anyway because of his sadistic nature. It was to be expected though. He wasn't exactly in his right mind but he had times where he became even more crazed than normal. That, thankfully, hasn't happened for a long while.

"Very good, pet. You may have my body as you desire to," he told Jyan.

He opened his arms to invite his faithful pet closer to him, letting him know that he was submitting to his will, at least temporarilly.

Jyan wasn't sure whether to take Gertrude's grin as a good sign or a bad one. When the claw was removed, however, he knew that it had been a good one. His Master was now submitting to him. Sexually, at that. Jyan couldn't contain a smirk of both excitement and triumph. This was going to be interesting.

Leaning away from the demented man, the servant straightened his body until he was standing upright. He closed his eyes and a faint, green glow began to shine from his armor. When his eyes opened, his cloth seperated itself from his body and went to reassemble neatly by the door. The now empty Chimera armor ceased its glow and began to wait for its owner to call upon it again.

The only thing covering Jyan's slender, but well-toned body now was a pair of long black pants, which clung to him tightly. They would go too, but not just yet.

Wasting no time, Jyan closed the distance between himself and his Master once again. Gertrude's throne was large, its seat offering enough room for the loyal solider to slide one knee up onto it so that the rest of his body hovered over the man in front of him.

Jyan's hands came to rest on Gertrude's abdomen. He pressed down with gentle firmness and began to caress upward while, at the same time, he leaned in to steal another searing kiss.

Gertrude watched as his pet's armor left his body. The crazed God would have done the same if he had actually been wearing his armor. However, that wasn't the case. His single, curled horn, was a natural part of him but he could send it away if it hindered anything. He didn't move as Jyan closed the distance between them and began to caress him, starting from his abdomen and working upwards. Then came another kiss. Jyan was a fast learner and that pleased the God.

"Wish to take what you desire here? Or elsewhere?" he asked, not caring where they did it.

He was open to suggestions. Gertrude couldn't stop thinking that this situation was very entertaining. A pet dominating it's master. That's something that rarely happens and it wouldn't have happened if Gertrude had said otherwise.

They were already a couple of minutes into their make-out session and Gertrude hadn't clawed him to pieces. This was going extremely well as far as Jyan was concerned. When his Master pulled out the kiss and questioned their location, the solider slowed the motions of his hands.

He had been totally fine with taking his leader right there on his own throne, but the idea of moving to someplace with more space was tempting. A bed would work wonders right now.

"Mmm... I don't want to move...." he murmured lustfully, "Still... I could do it... if we don't have to go far..."

"Then let's head to my quarters. There's more than enough space for this," he told his pet, standing up.

He never invited people into his quarters. This was a rare opportunity, a privilage that no one has received before today. Jyan must have been doing something right to earn this right. Gertrude lead the way, knowing that his pet would follow him. He opened his door and was greated by his mini-manticore. Gertrude had named her Lucia and she was also very loyal to him.

"Out, Lucia," he told her.

The mini-manticore obeyed and left the room as Gertrude and Jyan entered it. The door was then locked. His room was larger than was necissary for one person but Gertrude liked it that way. Then there was his bed. It was covered in fine silk bedding and it was large enough for 6 people, maybe more. The crazed god moved to sit upon the edge of his large bed and watched to see what his pet would do next.

Jyan paused at the door after entering his Master's room. This was only the second time he'd been inside it, the first time having been many years ago. The massive and very luxurious space left the servant momentarily awestruck. Sure, his own chambers were large and quite comfortable, but the plushness of this room compaired to his, was doubled.

He quickly snapped out of his stuper when Gertrude ordered out an oddly small manticore. Jyan blinked at the, apparently, female creature as it scurried out of the room, the door locking itself behind her. No one could enter now and disturb them. Jyan liked the idea.

Now, back to the matter at hand!

Gertrude was already waiting for him over on the bed and Jyan wasted no time in marching over to his Master and dropping to his knees in front of him. He spread the crazed man's legs and scooted forward so that he was kneeling between them. The action was followed by another kiss, though this one was brief and not as deep as the others had been.

Naturally pouty lips kissed and nipped along Gertrude's jaw, then his neck, and then his collar bone. Jyan's hands, meanwhile, were busily tugging at and undoing his Master's clothing. Seriously, they needed to go.

Gertrude's odd eyes followed his pet's movements. It was entertaining to see the way Jyan reacted to such a large and extravigant room. He didn't move as the other male came over and got to his knees between his legs. However, he did lean down to return the other's kiss, biting at Jyan's lower lip for a small second but it wasn't hard enough to draw blood. Gertrude was the type that liked blood so it was only a matter of time before blood was involved in this activity, as well.

He watched as Jyan began to undo his clothing, removing them. Jyan seemed almost impatient with the removal and so it didn't take to long for the crazed god to be completely naked before his pet. He wasn't completely hard yet but he had been aroused by this situation. Gertrude smirked at his loyal pet, running a clawed hand through Jyan's hair.

Jyan could hardly contain his excitement at the moment and though it didn't show up on his face, it did through his movements and actions. He'd hastily gotten rid of his Master's clothes, longing to see his body revealed to him completely. Jyan leaned away a little to admire his superior. This wasn't the first time he'd seen him nude, but it was the first time he was exposed in such a sensual manner, to Jyan at least.

Golden eyes trailed down the body before him and it wasn't long before they settled on his developing erection. He licked his lips without even knowing it. Jyan wasn't sure why, but the sight of the appendage made his mouth water.

Jyan leaned up and then to the left of Gertrude to trail his lips down the same path they'd taken on the right side of his body. With his clothes gone now, his mouth could travel further south. He bit and nibbled on the skin around the god's left nipple before taking it between his teeth, giving a teasing tug and pinch.

Gertrude smirked at his pet's reaction. He could still read Jyan, even though he tried to hide such feelings from him. After all, they had been master and pet for a very long time now. Jyan was usually close by when he took a shower, ready to give him a hand in drying off. Gertrude acted like a spoiled God alot but that didn't mean that he could't do things for himself when he had to. He noticed how Jyan had licked his lips slightly.

"You like what you see, my pet?" he asked with a giggle.

He knew that Jyan was liking this very much. However, Gertrude was also enjoying it. When the other began to tug and pinch at his nipple he actually let out just the slightest sound of pleasure, barely even audible. That was still a good sign that Jyan was doing well, though. He began to pet Jyan's head with a gentleness that was almost unthought of for this crazed god.

Still playing with the nipple in his mouth, Jyan paused to look up at his Master when he asked if he liked what he saw. He merely responded with a purr of enjoyment that told him 'yes, definitely'. The tiny murmur of pleasure Gertrude gave, though small, gave a huge boost to Jyan's confidence in dealing with the ravenous god.

He gave another pinch to the rose-colored nipple before releasing it. The other one received the same treatment before Jyan moved on. He pressed his tongue against the taut skin of his Master's belly and licked downward until he reached his navel. He flicked his tongue over it a couple of times and then continued his course.

Finally, he was face to face with Gertrude's shaft. Jyan drew his tongue back into his mouth to rewet it before letting it venture out again. He held Gertrude's member steady with his hand as he applied preassure to the tip, lapping at it with kitten softness.

Gertrude's smirk got wider when his pet purred in reply to his question. His pet was a fast learner and would quicy learn what it took to sexually please this god. Gertrude gripped onto Jyan's shoulder as the male gripped his shaft and then began to gently lap at the tip. His claws dug into the other's shoulders, drawing blood. It was amazing that he had lasted ao long before drawing blood. The coppery smell of blood was sweet to him and it intoxicated the God.

"Very good, pet. However, there is no need to be gentle," he stated, withdrawing his claws and bringing them to his mouth where he lapped at the blood upon them.

Jyan's shoulder gave a small twitch as Gertrude 's claws sunk into his flesh. It hurt, but deliciously so. It was also no surprise. This was, after all, his Master's forte. It was flattering that Gertrude thought enough of him to actually draw blood. If he hadn't, Jyan would have thought that he'd perhaps done something wrong. Strange as that sounds, it was true.

The kneeling servant looked up at his leader when he was told that tenderness was not needed here. He gave the head of his cock another lick before smirking softly. "Yes... my master," he breathed against the fleshy organ in front of him.

Then, without warning, Jyan brought his mouth forward and swallowed Gertrude's entire length. It had been a while since he gave head, but like many other things in life, the skill for it never quite faded away. It was like riding a bike.

The arousing sensation of having his Master's member down his throat made the solider squirm, but Jyan tried to stay still, holding this position for the time being so that he could fully take in the other male's reaction.

Gertrude had felt Jyan's shoulders twitch when his claws had peirced them. He was enjoying the fact that he had a pet that didn't mind his habit of drawing blood. Gertrude was both sadistic and masochistic. Was his pet the same way? He didn't think on that to much before he gasped, louder than before. He could feel the throat muscles of his pet working against his member. It became harder nearly immediately upon feeling the sensation. He thought back on what his pet had told him.

~Crying out as you take me?~ he thought to himself.

~That may be a possibility,~ he added.

His eyes closed, showing that he was enjoying the warmth of the other male's mouth. His clawed hands went back to Jyan's bleeding shoulders and his claws sunk right back into the same puncture wounds they had made before.

His Master's gasping cry made Jyan's member ache within his pants, the same ones he had yet to remove. He was already full hard, having been so for a while now. He would see to his own pleasure soon, but for now, he was enjoying taking care of Gertrude.

Jyan gave a muffled grunt around the shaft in his mouth as those same claws worried his already fresh wounds. He could deal with it, as it was sickeningly sexy.

Drawing his head back, Gertrude's member almost slipped from his mouth. Jyan didn't allow that to happen, though. He brought his mouth forward again just as he reached the tip, engulfing his cock again until his nose touched his abdomen. Jyan repeated the action. Again, and again, and again...

Soon, a ready rhythm had been built and he was sucking hungrily.

Oh god. His pet was rather good at this. Gertrude had to hold back most of the noises and sounds that wished to escape him. The smell of the blood and the feeling of pleasure was driving him closer and closer to his release at a rather quick rate. Blood was arousing to the crazed god.

He began panting softly. His pet's mouth was wonderful, much more so than any of the others who had been allowed to do this. Suddenly, and without warning, his claws dug deeper into Jyan's shoulder as he tensed up. He came into the other's mouth. He hadn't given Jyan any warning because he didn't feel the need to. Besides, Jyan seemed to want it rather badly. Perhaps he should return the favor?

Gertrude smirked and withdrew his claws.

"Should I do the same for you, my pet?" he asked, once again licking the blood from his claws.

The intense pulsing of Gertrude's member against his tongue was a slight tip-off to the fact that the insane man was approaching his end. This didn't deter his actions in the slightest, however. He began to suck harder and was soon rewarded with delicious gasping breaths and a mouthfull of his Master's essence.

Jyan happily swallowed the warm, gooey substance. He was far too aroused to do anything but.

He sucked on the softening member until the spurting stopped. He pulled away when it did and finally realized how deeply his shoulders had been gored. Blood was trickling down his arms now, but thankfully, the pain was not too great.

Jyan was a bit taken aback when Gertrude proposed to pleasure him in return. He briefly wondered if he was serious... but he figured that if he wasn't, he probably wouldn't have offered. "I would like that, Master..." he answered breathlessly, his own need aching almost painfully at this point.

Gertrude smiled and seemed to purr as he watched his pet swallow his essence. The sight was actually pretty arousing, as was the slight gulping sounds he had heard when Jyan swallowed. He seemed to regain his breath and composure quite quickly as he waited to hear his pet's reply. The god smirked once more when he finally did receive a reply from Jyan.

"Very well," he stated, standing up.

However, before that he moved so that he was behind Jyan. He then leaned in and began licking at the male's injured shoulders, healing them. That way he could have the pleasure of putting new puncture marks there. Besides, he didn't want Jyan's skin to be scarred just yet.

"Now, take a seat. Lay down, if you wish, or stand. Take your pick" he told his pet, having finished healing him.

When Gertrude stood up, Jyan did the same. He was about to go to the bed, but he paused when his Master did. Another surprised look came to his face when the wicked man leaned in to lick and heal his wounds. This was yet another unexpected thing Gertrude had done in the last hour. It was blowing Jyan's mind. In a good way.

All healed now, Jyan reached up to touch his previously blood and slashed skin. "Thank you, master..." he stated honestly, not sure what else to say. He was flushed and he knew it. Jyan was blushing for the frist time through this entire ordeal.

He obediently sat down when Gertrude told him to. Relaxing on his back was tempting, but the solider chose to remain upright. He wanted to see his Master at work. This was a totally new and amazing experience. Jyan wasn't going to miss a thing if he could help it.

Gertrude listened to his pet thank him but he didn't reply to those thank you words. After all, that skin would only get scratched up some more. Such a thing was unavoidable with Gertrude in a sexual situation. He removed the pants that Jyan still wore in one, fluid motion. Gertrude looked over his pet's now completely exposed body. His eyes weren't exactly lustful. Instead, they were almost predatory.

He got to his knees between Jyan's legs and gave his member a few, firm strokes before placing his mouth over the head. He sucked hard upon the head of Jyan's shaft and firmly stroked the rest that had yet to enter his mouth. He would go slowly, if only to torment his pet with such slow actions. Oh how he delighted in seeing people squirm.

Jyan lifted his hips a little when Gertrude removed his pants, hoping to make it easier for him since he was sitting down. He wore no underwear beneath said pants. His erection sprang to freedom as soon as their cloth prison was taken away. It was hard and throbbing, starting to turn a deep red color which was the result of being ignored so long.

The solider gave a small grunt when Gertrude took hold of him. A louder, gasping grunt followed the first one as his Master's fanged mouth came in contact with the sensitive tip. "Ahh... Sire..." Jyan murmured, unable to help being a bit vocal given the situation.



((Gertrude does have fangs, right? @.@ I thought I saw fangs))