Gabriel (Rewritten Version) - LGBT, manXman

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"So, how did it go?" Bailey asked when Gabriel walked into the kitchen.

Gabe nodded slowly.

"OK, I think. We had a good talk. He didn't run away. He didn't scream, or hit me."

Good." Bailey grinned, and handed Gabriel a handful of carrots to peel and chop.

The pair spent a quiet afternoon together, preparing dinner, watching old films on the TV, and making out in the advert breaks.

They only separated when they heard Phoebe and the twins come through the front door.

"Hey Gabe." Rose came and jumped on his knees, grinning broadly.

"Hey, munchkin. Good day?"

"Yeah. It's our trip next week!"

"I know. Are you looking forward to it?"

"Yeah! We're going to the zoo!"

Bailey smiled in amusement.

"I wanna see a monkey!"

"I want to see a lion!" Liam chipped in.

"I'm sure you'll see both." Gabe wrapped his arms around them and lifted them both easily.

They giggled and cuddled into his neck.

"Do you guys want some dinner? It's just about ready now."

"Yeah!" The twins chorused together.

Jordan joined them in the kitchen just as Phoebe was serving the chicken.

"Do you fancy going to the cinema this weekend?" Bailey asked Gabriel as they ate. "You're not working, are you?"

"No, I'm not working. I can't, though. With the twins going on their trip, I'm taking Jordan and Phoebe away for their half-term holiday."

*

Cool fingertips tweaked his nipples gently, the icy, pale skin an erotic contrast against his own olive skin.

Warm lips were nibbling his neck gently.

He was rock-hard beneath the bed sheets; unbearably so.

Very slowly, the cold fingers trailed down his torso, sliding over defined muscles, and tickling the dark hairs on his navel very gently.

After a moment of teasing, the fingers wrapped around his length and slowly slid down to the base.

His hips arched upwards, towards the hand that was pleasuring him, and a soft moan escaped his lips.

"Do that again," he whispered, as the fingertips trailed lightly over the tip of his length.

He groaned softly as the fingers followed his wish.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too."

The voice sounded familiar.

The hands looked familiar.

Everything was... wrong...

The person on top of him, sensing his sudden change of mood, sat back slightly.

"What's the matter?" The voice whispered.

The hand began to move again.

Twinkling blue eyes... straight white teeth... Gabriel!

*

Jordan sat bolt upright in bed, panting hard.

He felt himself shivering, not from cold, but as though he were coming down from an adrenaline high.