This story is the continuation of Behind closed doors so if you haven't read that one I suggest to start there. This novel is more storydriven than BCD and also involves more focus on the other characters in the Overwatch family.
The story picks up...
"That's a good boy... take it deeper. That's right."
Jack gurgled while sitting on the floor with Gabriel's cock deep down his throat. His hands were handcuffed behind his back and Gabriel was sitting on a chair in front of him. Gabriel's claws were digging into Jack's head and neck, firmly moving his head up and down at the pace he desired.
Jack's leather jacket squeaked as his body was pushed around, rubbing against the thighs of Gabriel's leather pants.
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He was like a ragdoll under Gabriel's command, unable to control the situation in any way.
"Let me see that face of yours," Gabriel hissed and violently pulled Jack's head back by the hair.
Jack grunted, displeased with the rough treatment.
His white hair was messy and drenched in sweat. His eyes were glossy and tired and he was gasping for air, finally being allowed to breathe. Gabriel's dark eyes were staring down at him through the white skull mask. They were cold and unsympathetic towards Jack's pleading look.
"What's the matter, Jack?" he whispered in a sinister voice as he watched him struggle.
He let one of his claws run down from the corner of Jack's eye along his cheek and ending at his chin, leaving a red line on his skin.
They were both surrounded by black and purple smoke coming from Gabriel's body, making him even more intimidating.
"Had enough?" Gabriel said after a while in his deep and raspy voice.
Jack nodded and closed his eyes.
"That is not really up to you to decide, is it?" Gabriel continued.
Jack sighed and shook his head. Gabriel loosened his grip on Jack's hair and his head dropped down leaning against Gabriel's leg.
The cold leather was solace do Jack's overheated skin and he slowly moved it back and forth to cool himself down.
His movements became slower and eventually they stopped completely.
"Jack?" Gabriel asked confused.
He took off his mask and shook his leg.
"Jack?" he repeated. "Jack, are you asleep?"
Jack winced, opening his eyes.
He looked up at Gabriel as the smoke around him disappeared.
"Wha...?" he mumbled.
Gabriel took off a glove and put a hand on Jack's forehead.
"You are burning up," he said. "Let's get you to bed."
"But what about that?" Jack said and nodded at Gabriel's erection.
