Lonely Streets 10

As the limo came to a slow stop Jaz coudlnt stop blushing and he pulled Van's coat around him covering his body from sight because if he opened his coat everyone would see the love bites on his chest and the fingerprint like marks on his hips and arms. Van was laying back still very much exposed as he reached for a cigarette from the limo holder.

Van looked over the petit young man that he had just claimed as his and heard moan and climax with him so perfectly. He had looked so beautiful lost in lust and pleasure now he looked like a scared little rabbit again. Adorable that is what he was.

Jaz's blue eyes looked at Van trying to light the cig and he let his soft voice sound "That's bad for you Van..." his eyes filled with worry.

Van smirked slowly and reached out handing him the lighter. "I want you to light it for me. Every time you do you can tell me how bad it is for me..." his dark eyes were filled with mischeif.

Jaz's fingers fumbled with the lighter and held it up to the cig. "Van... They're bad for you..." suddenly van's fingers wrap around his wrist slowly and he closes the lighter. blowing a smoke ring around Jaz's hand.

"I'm a gangster Jaz... I do aliot of things that are bad for me..." Van pulled Jaz slowly to him and kissed his lips slowly. Jaz dropped the lighter as the sensation of Van's lips taking his.

The door to the limo opened and Xander's voice piped up. "Boss were here! We need to get you inside"  

Jaz helped Van out of the limo and helped his people get him into the building  they went into a elevator and threw halls when finally he opened a door and saw a lavish Penthouse suit type room. They got Van to the bed and laid him down.

Xander spoke to Jaz "You take care of boss while we cover the door. The rest of the men are doing guard duty..." Then both men went out the door and Jaz was left with a weakened and medicated Van that lay in his soft black silk covered bed. He slowly helped Van out of his clothes and got him new ones from his closet. But before the clothes were taken from his hands Van looked at him and licked his lips. "Do you like what you see little Jaz?"

Jaz blushed his eyes roving Van's amazingly handsome body. Muscled and extremely well built sunkissed skin littered with scars here and there. He was like a true adonis... only better. Jaz looked back to Van's dark eyes and told him. "Yes... But you need your rest Van... You need to heal..." Jaz Helped him put on a pair of boxers and covered his body with a sheet of black silk he was about to get up and get him some water but Van's familar touch wrapped around his wrist.

"Stay..." It was not a question it was an order. But it was said with a small smirk.

Jaz blushed and nodded sitting on the bed.