Silk ✔

Nine

They made their way over to the bed, stumbling, tripping, losing unnecessary clothing, a trail of shirts and pants and socks and briefs. A different kind of happy trail.

Gabriel fell onto the mattress and brought David down with him, pulling him close.

"I like your loft," David said with a smile. "There are barely any obstacles on the way to the bedroom."

"Clever, isn't it?"

"Very handy."

The sheets got rumpled, their legs tangled in the fabric, as they kissed and touched and explored and savoured the precious time spent together. They were in no rush, sometimes just laying there, incredible close, breathing the same air. Gabriel was awed by David's beauty, the strength of his flawless body, and David blushed a deep shade of red when Gabriel told him what he thought. He mumbled something about Gabriel not being that bad himself and swooped down for a mind-wrecking kiss that made them both forget everything but the moment and their bodies and the way everything seemed to be so perfect.

"I think I'm obsessed with them," David chuckled as he trailed down kisses Gabriel's neck and skipped his collarbones to reach his piercings faster. On a whim Gabriel had replaced the silver barbells with golden hoops this morning and they obviously were to David's liking as much as the previous jewelry had been. At least he took an awful long time with playing with them, driving Gabriel out of his mind with delicate flicks of his tongue.

"I should get my dick pierced," Gabriel groaned and David smirked against his chest, hand wandering down between them to stroke Gabriel's neglected cock. Gabriel put his legs around David's waist to bring them closer and they both moaned at the friction it caused.

They got lost in a hungry and desperate kiss, hips rocking, hands grabbing onto every inch of exposed skin, trying to be even closer although it was nearly impossible. Gabriel whined as David pulled back to catch his breath, their faces mere centimeters apart, David's dark hair falling forward and tickling Gabriel.

"You drive me insane," David accused and Gabriel only smiled and tugged on David's briefs which needed to be gone as soon as possible. His lover complied and slipped the irritating fabric down, completing the happy trail from the sofa to the bed as he dropped them onto the ground.

"And I don't even need toys," Gabriel pointed out and winked, welcoming David's body back inbetween his spread legs.

David hummed in agreement as he ran his hands up and down Gabriel's sides. He twisted and twitched but it only seemed to spur David on to make him writhe even more.

He squeezed his eyes shut, breath stuttering over his parted lips. "Please."

David's hands stilled around his hips. "Is this-" He licked his lips and his grip tightened. "Are you begging?"

Gabriel turned his head to the side so David wouldn't see the increasing redness of his cheeks. His mouth was dry and the blood was pounding in his ears. "Yes." It was quiet and almost too silent to hear but David did and smiled softly.

"Don't worry." He kissed Gabriel's vulnerable stomach. "I'll take care of you, baby."

"You better," Gabriel huffed, fully aware that he probably sounded like a spoiled kid.

"Lube?" David requested and Gabriel pointed at the top drawer of his nightstand. David smirked cockily as he shook the half empty bottle and Gabriel huffed once again.

David dropped the lube and leaned down to kiss Gabriel apologetically. "I hope you were thinking about me," he breathed and Gabriel felt his dick twitch at the seductive drawl.