As much as he's a more publicly palatable kind of vampire, it's still gratifying to have Jon show a trace of fear, and moreso to show sarcasm through it, pushing to show his independence.

"It would be quite rude, would it not," he murmurs. "Since you have not invited me." His tone makes it clear that is an open suggestion, but he doesn't wait for the reply before sweeping silently out of the room to fetch Jason.

Jean-Claude is not like Belle Morte, who wants to surround herself with only the most beautiful people and pets and things, as if something less than stunning will mar her own beauty. Vain as he is, there are still some days he is tired by how much he is reduced to his looks. It is a tool, and he uses it well, and he does enjoy the aesthetics... but suffice to say, he is not so shallow anymore.

Like any other old vampire, he does value novelty. And he does like to collect powerful people, of any species. But Jean-Claude is, above all, a seducer. He wants them to stay of their own volition, because they get something out of it. It is a nice luxury when he can do that.

He finds Jason in his own bed, perfectly naked. Jean-Claude sits beside him and strokes a hand down his bare side to wake him, who yawns and slowly opens his eyes with a muzzy, Again, Master? Only Jason calls him Master in that cheeky tone.

"Non, I have something else I wish to ask of you... which you may refuse."