Not when he knelt in front of Gabriel, long eyelashes dark against his cheeks, soft lips moving temptingly as he talked, pink, clever tongue peeking out between his teeth.
Gabriel gasped as he realized that he was jerking himself off while he thought about Reid, but he was too deep into the fantasy to care.
It wasn’t as if Reid ever had to know. This was all happening in the privacy of Gabriel’s own shower.
Reid had been so close to him, close enough for Gabriel to feel his breath warming him, even through his clothes. Maybe he'd imagined that.
Either way, it was one hell of a turn on, and there was no point in fighting it. He was allowed to think about whatever he wanted while he masturbated.
What he wanted just happened to be Reid’s soft, delicate lips wrapped around his cock. He had to know what he was doing. Reid was a beautiful man—even Gabriel was aware of that—and so warm and generous that he had to know how to take care of a partner.
Gabriel imagined running his fingers through Reid’s short hair, letting them tangle in it, stroking circles into his scalp and staring into his pretty green eyes while Reid sucked on his cock.
He could imagine the perfect warmth and pressure of Reid’s mouth, the way he’d use his tongue to tease Gabriel’s cock as ruthlessly as he teased the rest of him during their appointments.
Gabriel bit down on his lip, the imagined sound of Reid moaning around him filling his mind. His mouth was so pretty, so perfect, everything Gabriel wanted and more.
His breathing sped up, his heart pounding in his chest as he stroked himself, faster and harder. Gabriel paused for a half second to spit on his hand, precome not enough to slick the way, not when he needed this so badly.
He hadn't come in over a month, and he could feel the pressure building inside him. The need to come was almost overwhelming, frustration welling up in his chest as nothing he did was quite enough to tip him over the edge.
Gabriel dove back into his mind, into the fantasy of having his cock sucked by the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Reid’s hair was so soft, and his mouth was so warm, and the tiny, needy sounds Gabriel justknewhe’d make as he swirled his tongue around the head of Gabriel’s cock were sogood.
All of it felt so good, so perfect. He was going to come in Reid’s mouth, all over his pretty pink tongue and soft lips. The image went on forever, Gabriel’s head spinning as he gripped his cock harder, squeezed it tight, jerked it hard and fast, desperate to come now.
His guts twisted with arousal, need, urgency as he sped toward the edge, his heart pounding in his ears, the deafening rush of blood drowning out everything except the version of Reid in his mind telling him to come for him.
Gabriel groaned, a sound that started in the pit of his stomach and ripped its way up through his chest, his cock pulsing in his hand as his orgasm finally hit, forcing him to lean all of his weight against the tiles in front of him.
His head spun as he felt himself spill all over his hand for what felt like an eternity, the intensity of it making the base of his skull pound, his heartbeat deafening in his ears.
He moaned as he stroked himself through it, his cock getting oversensitive before he was done, his balls aching from the force of coming for the first time after so long.
Tears pricked at his eyes over how damnedgoodit felt, how badly he’d needed it.
Whimpering, Gabriel let his hand fall away, rocking his hips slowly into the air in front of him as he rode out the aftershocks, his already sore and abused muscles screaming at him for standing in one place for too long.
He stepped under the spray of the shower, wiping himself clean before shutting off the water and stepping out.
Gabriel barely took the time to towel himself off before crossing to his bed and collapsing on it, absolutely spent.
It was only through sheer willpower and post-orgasm endorphins that he hadn't collapsed on the shower floor. He’d never felt so wrung out in his life.
He’d just come thinking about Reid’s mouth.
That was… unexpected. Something he hadn’t done—hadn’tallowedhimself to do—since he was still a teenager.
It was just because it was the most human contact he’d had in a long time. Gabriel was smart enough to know that he was lonely, affection-starved, and clinging to someone who was being nice to him.
Besides, he’d just been through a life-altering event. It was okay if his brain wasn't entirely back to normal yet.
Reid never had to know.
