Gabenath Oneshots [Discontinued And Completed]

Dead Girl Walking

Based around this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDes71uilY4

(the animatic is to get a better idea)

it'd be a gabenath teen AU with Emilie being (evil) Heather Chandler. Nathalie is Veronica. The boy is Gabriel. 

Nathalie was walking home from school when the song starts. She stayed late to help the teachers and it was already pretty dark out. Back in this time Gabriel wasn't rich so he had a normal house and his parents were away like usual. Nathalie's mom is a drunk and didn't care where she was as long as she's alive.

Nathalie walks home from school. The sun had long ago set but she had stayed after to help the economics teacher, and then the calculus teacher, two subjects which she excelled in. She was above average in all her classes though, school was something that came easy to her.

She walks slowly, it's not as though she has anything to go home to. Her family had broken for far too long. Her father had been thrown in jail shortly after her third birthday. Her mother, a raging alcoholic, Nathalie was surprised that the woman cared whether she was alive or not. 

Emilie was going to kill her though. Nathalie is about to find out if her mom really cares if she lives or not. Befriending the queen bitch of the school was part of the plan, she had to make it through senior year somehow, embarrassing her was a perk. Emilie, through gritted teeth, said Nathalie would pay. While that could easily mean her social life was over, Nathalie wasn't convinced. She could see it now, her head mounted on the wall like a prized kill. 

Nathalie knows her hours are limited. She has to do something. Her life actually depended on it. She could move, she had heard decent enough things about Spain maybe. She could change her name and- Nathalie shivers as a cold breeze blows past her, and snaps her from her thoughts. There was no way she could possibly make it to Spain. Nathalie does wish she had worn a thicker jacket to protect her from the autumn air. 

She glances up, the Agreste household, this could also do. The Agreste’s were known for being mysterious people. Gabriel had parents that were never home and his head was always buried in a journal of his. Many rumors spread about what was in that book, the most popular one, he was writing about how he would murder everyone in the school. Nathalie didn't fully believe any of those rumors and now she was in the Agreste yard.

Looking up at the windows, only one light is on and she sees the silhouette of Gabriel stripping himself of his shirt. Nathalie licks her lips, this is going to be fun. She climbs through the window and takes a split second to admire how perfect of a body he has, even from the back. The fact that is only wearing his boxers helps too. She startles him as she kisses his bare back. 

Gabriel jumps and turns around. He has to admit he is glad Audrey Bourgeois isn’t the one that climbed through his window, again. 

“Nathalie? What are you doing in my room?”

Nathalie let’s a hand roam his chest, “Emilie wants me dead,” Nathalie answers, “I figured I’m allowed to enjoy my last hours.”

With that, Nathalie’s lips are on his. 

Their kiss is brief as Nathalie separates their lips in order to explore all over Gabriel’s body. He had no clue why the woman was so intoxicating but he wasn’t minding any of this. He can feel himself getting hard and that is when Nathalie pushes him back onto his bed. 

Nathalie is on top of him, kissing him again. He knows he shouldn’t like this, he knows he should be hesitant but then she rips off her shirt and in the red push up bra and short skirt that she is left wearing, he can’t bring himself to think of what the consequences could be. 

“You’re beautiful,” Nathalie says as she kisses his jawline, “that world out there, is so unfair.”

It’s a mess, as Gabriel pulls her bra off. He is grasping at her breasts as she leaves a trail of marks down his body. She teases him, slightly lowering her body so that it gives some friction to his hardened cock. He bites back a moan but he is convinced he can beat the sly play.

Gabriel stops massaging her chest and grabs hold of her waist. He pulls down and sits himself up slightly. He rocks his hips back and forth as he keeps a firm grasp on Nathalie. His clothed member rubs against her wet panties and she starts moaning, it had been too long since she had felt such pleasure. 

He takes advantage of her vulnerability in the moment and flips her over so he is now on top of her. Gabriel doesn’t bother to take off the skirt, he tears the panties away from her so that she is now exposed to him. His boxers are a quick new addition to the floor.  

“Wait, how did you find my address?” Gabriel asked.

“Don’t ruin the moment, just fuck me,” Nathalie is begging. 

“I think we already broke my mattress,” Gabriel tells her.

Nathalie pulls Gabriel close to her and connects their lips once again. The boy who rarely talked was now asking a thousand questions that Nathalie certainly didn’t have time for. 

Her hands roam down his toned body and start to pull down his boxers. Gabriel’s erection springs free and he rubs it against her wet folds. They both moan at the friction on their intimate regions. 

Lining himself up with her entrance, he pushes into her. Nathalie moans at the new feeling of fullness. She had noticed his large size but he felt even bigger inside her. The tight muscles clamp around his cock and he moans at the intense bliss this brings him. 

His thrusts start slow. Gabriel rocks his hips slowly but is increasing pace. Each powerful push into her releases a different moan. She gets louder as he makes his way deeper into her. 

“Ahh- fuck- Gabriel keep going!” Nathalie shouts as he develops a sort of rhythm to how he pounds into her. 

He changes angles slightly with each thrust until he finds the sweet spot inside her. The spot that almost forces her to release a moan that is audibly more uncontrolled than the rest. 

Gabriel hits this spot inside her again listening to her become more and more undone. Nathalie hands which had previously been fingering her clit fly around his body. Her nails scratch down his back, and he lets out a yelp between pain and pleasure. She holds his body close to her as he comes inside her. As he releases his loads, Nathalie’s orgasm washes over her. 

“You’re so good, Nath,” Gabriel manages to say as he collapses next to her. Though he feels breathless and his mind is still clouded with the thoughts of what he just did still buzzing in his mind.

“You don’t think that is the end, do you?” Nathalie asks, “if she is going to kill me in the morning, I need more than one round of good sex.”

Nathalie rolls on top of him again. Gabriel isn't getting any sleep that night but as she kisses him again, he doesn't think he’ll mind tonight.