How Far is Too Far? (boyxboy)

How Far is Too Far? ~ Chapter Thirteen ~

HEY GUYS! So I've been trying to think of a super cute Christmas chapter, but all I can think of is children's shows...which is so not appropriate.

ALSO There is a CONTEST at the end! HURRAY *flings cookies an rainbows*

WARNING, WARNING... there is a semi sex-scene in here.

Luke:  OH! You should make me the cute little elf that has to get a spanking by Bad Santa ;D

Gabrial: -___-  .... no.

Luke: Who said anything about you being the Santa? ;)

Gabrial: I better be the damn Santa, Luke. >:(

Oh, shut up you two. (PICTURE IS OF GABE~)

ON WITH THE SHOW!

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Luke's POV

I smiled in my sleep, curling into a ball on my side to get more comfortable.  I sighed lightly as I fell into a deep sleep, the dream coming all at once.

Gabrial walked into the room, his silver eyes flashing lightly as he smiled at me, sitting next to me on the couch.  He was outlined softly from the orange glow of the fireplace, and light danced across his sharp features, casting shadows across his face.  "Luca," he breathed the old nickname that he gave me in Italian, and I felt chills down my spine.

"Y-yes?"

A smirk graced his features and he turned, the eerie light outlining his soft hair like a halo.  His silver eyes were a smokey gray, and he looked at my lips, then at my eyes.  "Luca," he murmured and ran a calloused hand across my cheek.

I let my eyes flutter shut and sighed. 

Suddenly, those lush lips covered my own, and I moved closer, wrapping my arms around him.  He caressed my cheek once more as he deepened the kiss, laying me gently back on the couch.  He supported himself with his free arm, his heat radiating between us.

"Gabrial." I groaned into the kiss, locking my arms around his neck and pulling him down to me, arching my back when his warm body connected with mine.  I felt myself harden and mewled quietly, rubbing my hips against his. 

"Luke," he growled lowly, his voice deeper than normal.  He bit my bottom lip before he moved way from my mouth, leaving bites down my neck as his hand slid under my shirt.  I felt my muscles contract as his finger tips teased them and mewled again.  "Luca," he moaned. "Luca, Luke... Luke."

"Luke... Luke.... LUKE!"

A pillow slammed into my face, making me jolt out of the pleasant dream, my eyes bleary and slightly darker with lust.  I ran a hand over my face, and silently checked to make sure my morning wood was covered by the blanket. Oh, thank you Baby Jesus,  I thought when I realized that it was.  I looked up to see my younger brother, Kevin, scowling at me.

"What?"

"You were moaning in your sleep, it woke me up," he snapped, crossing his tanned arms across his broad chest and narrowing his hazel-gold eyes.  I had always been jealous of Kevin's exotic looks; black hair so dark that it had a navy blue sheen to it, tan skin though I had never seen the boy work on it... maybe he used lotion.  Gross.

"Whoops," I smirked.  "Did you wanna join the party?"

He blushed lightly before he grunted, "Go take a shower and get ready, Kira's already trying to rip open her presents."  he said, and then left the room, grumbling about me being a pervert.