“Gabriel.” Joel leaned into his touch, closing his eyes in a long blink before opening them again to reveal a blue so crisp and clear, Gabriel was sure his body would crumble at the sheer perfection of it. “Gabriel,” Joel repeated, looking right into Gabriel’s eyes. “This is gonna sound crazy, but I know it should have been you, Gabriel. I wish it had been you.” He didn't have a chance to say any more, because Gabriel was on him then, teeth clashing together as they both fell back, their bodies tangled, onto the sheets.
It was enough for Gabriel. It was what he needed. It was his gift.
Gabriel pushed both of their bodies up the bed until he could reach into the drawer of his nightstand, digging out a bottle of lube and a condom. He pulled back from Joel only long enough to tear open the condom wrapper, returning their mouths to each other as he blindly slid the condom down his straining shaft and popped the lube open to slick himself.
He snaked his hand down to Joel's crease, teasing him with slippery fingers. He pushed one finger inside of Joel up to the knuckle with a smooth motion, eliciting a gasp. Gabriel dropped his head to Joel's shoulder.
“You are so fucking tight, Joel, Jesus.” Gabriel could feel every muscle in Joel's hot channel constricting around his finger and he had to fight to push another one inside. Joel ground himself down onto Gabriel's hand, fucking himself on Gabriel's fingers.
“I want it so bad, Gabriel. Please. I want you. Please, Gabriel. Take it from me. Please, please, please.” Joel was mindless with his begging, thrashing his head from side to side on the pillow as he squeezed the base of his own cock to try and lessen the intensity of everything he was feeling.
“Let me get you ready,” Gabriel whispered to him, sliding his fingers in and out in a slow and steady rhythm.
“I am ready. For you, I’m ready. Please, Gabriel.” Joel's eyes snapped open as Gabriel withdrew his hand and lined the head of his cock up to Joel's tight,almostvirginal hole.
Gabriel took a steadying breath and pushed himself forward, breaching the first ring of muscle with less resistance than he expected. He slowed his momentum, and Joel let loose a long and low moan.
“I told you, Gabriel, I’m ready. Please. More.” Joel arched his hips, trying to force Gabriel's cock inside of him.
“Say it again.” Gabriel forced the words out on a harsh breath.
“Please, Gabriel.”
Gabriel pushed until he was fully seated inside of Joel, relishing the feel of Joel's ass against the front of his thighs.
Joel gasped, “Gabriel, I didn’t know. It wasn’t…” He fell silent as Gabriel started to move inside of him, long and slow strokes designed so Gabriel could enjoy the feeling of being held so intimately by this part of Joel's body.
“Didn’t what, Little Red?” Gabriel prompted, increasing the speed of his thrusts.
“I didn’t. It wasn’t. It wasn’t. It wasn’t anything like this, Gabriel. Holy shit.” Joel dug his fingers into Gabriel's back, accidentally breaking the skin as he raked them down his spine. Gabriel didn't mind. He'd wear any mark Joel gave him with pride.
Gabriel pulled out of Joel, unsure if he could last much longer. It was all too much for him. All his dreams come true, with Joel so ready and so willing. To hear him beg for it the way he did was more than Gabriel could have ever imagined.
“I want you to ride me, Joel. I want you to take what you want from me. That’s how it should always be between us.” Gabriel kissed Joel, pulling him up and switching their positions. “I’ll always give you anything you need.”
Joel arranged himself over Gabriel's thighs, grasping Gabriel's cock firmly before sliding it back inside his ass.
“Fuck,” Joel moaned, lowering himself all the way down before rising back up, searching for a rhythm. He braced one hand behind him on Gabriel's thigh, and brought the other to his own aching cock, giving it one stroke to release the tension building inside of him.
Gabriel swatted his hand away.
“I saidI’llalways give you what you need.” Gabriel wrapped his fingers around Joel's shaft and started to jerk him in time with Joel's own thrusting.
Gabriel’s balls pulled up tight as Joel fucked him in earnest now, comfortable with the intrusion of Gabriel’s cock. He started to stroke Joel quicker, twisting at the head and smearing Joel's pre-cum with his thumb.
“Fuck, Gabriel. Please. I… Oh, fuck!” Joel shouted, spurts of cum releasing from his cock, coating Gabriel's chest. Gabriel kept stroking him until Joel started to shudder with aftershocks, and he grasped him firmly by the waist and fucked up into him with a dedication and force that even surprised himself.
Joel's head lolled forward before he righted it, seeking Gabriel's eyes. His Little Red burned, and he burned only for him. Joel scooped his cum off Gabriel's chest and held his fingers tentatively over Gabriel's mouth. Gabriel leaned his head up, sucking Joel's fingers into his mouth, relishing the flavor of Joel's release. He closed his eyes and dropped his head back down to the pillow.
“Gabriel. I need it,” Joel begged him in a lust-soaked haze, rubbing his cum-covered fingers across his own lips now.
Gabriel thrust one last time into Joel, as deep inside as he could manage, shouting out a release that was so long overdue. He rutted into Joel as cum poured from his cock, filling the condom. Joel moaned and leaned down to take Gabriel's lips in a satisfied kiss.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Joel Has a Bad Day
Joel woke slowly, blinking as the sun poured in through the blinds in Gabriel's room. There was a pressure on his stomach, and he looked down to see Gabriel's arm thrown across his belly. He traced his fingers over the hair on Gabriel's forearm, eliciting a grumble from the other man, then a groan, as Gabriel pulled Joel's body closer.
