Our Christmas

Chapter 7 (Warning: Slight NSFW)

As said in the title, there's some slight NSFW in this. Slight is the key word. No dicks, but you have been warned. But why is there some NSFW? Eh, don't know. Anyway enjoy.
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{Gavin's P.O.V}

Gavin was still at his parent's place, at the moment he was staring up at the ceiling, throwing a handball into the air and catching it over and over. He was lost in thought. Thinking of no other than, Michael, the chat with his parents and Michael went extremely well compared to what he thought would happen. You don't really want to know what Gavin thought would happen.

His thoughts could get monstrous.

"I wonder what Micool is doing." He thought aloud, not realizing his mother was spying on him.

"Well love, you have a few more days until you're going back. I bet he's wondering about you too. How about a call then?" She stepped inside Gavin's room with a small plate of biscuits and his favorite tea.

"M-Mum!" Gavin jumped up a bit out of small surprise.

"Whoops. Sorry. Didn't mean to not knock." She giggled as she settled the plate and cup down on the small table beside Gavin's bed. "It's not like you were masturbating anyway. So, why not call Micool."

A soft blush formed on Gavin's face as she spoke of the small erotic action. "But, still Mum... don't scare me like that. And I'm not sure. Micool might be working right now. I wouldn't want to disturb him. Especially if he's really focused on a game or something. I'll call him another time."

"Well, alright. He seems like a nice guy, Gav. And I don't want you to lose that. So remember to keep in check with him okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, mum, I know. " He rolled his eyes and smiles softly at his mother. His mother gave him and quick smile before walking out of his room and into the hallway.

"Maybe... Maybe I will call him now. Micool shouldn't mind. If he rages on me, oh well." He grinned and shrugged, sitting up on his bed and picking up his IPad to skype Michael.

After a few seconds, Michael showed up on screen... wear nothing but a towel covering his bottom half.

"Uh... Hi Micool...." Gavin greeted with a chuckle.

Michael simply smirked in response.

"Hey asshole, I just finished taking a shower when you called me." Michael taunted as more drops of water fell from the tips of his hair.

Gavin couldn't help but be mesmerized by just Michael in general: The way he looks, the dimples when he smiles, his wet hair drooping down, his voice, they way his lips moved, the way his chest looked and how fit he was.

"Gavin!" Michael yelled at him, snapping him out of his daze.

"What?!" Gavin yelled in shock.

"Did you hear what I said?!" Michael asked. Gavin blushed as he shook his head. Michael rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Have you been working out? 'Cause your chest is just.... wow.~" Gavin purred, still mesmerized by him. Michael blushed extremely hard at his sudden comment. He had been working out lately since he didn't have much to do without his British idiot. He didn't know or think such a small thing could have such an effect on Gavin, and so, he decided to tease him about it.

"Well, yes. Yes I have.~" Michael grinned flexing his right arm a bit and poking out his chest. "Like the results babe?~"

Gavin nodded. "Mhm. You look bloody hot.~ Flex a bit more for me; You look so beautiful.~"

Michael smirked and showed off his muscles for Gavin even more.

"Please come back soon, Gavin.~ Maybe then you can touch them.~" Michael teased as he continued to flex. "Or maybe... you can only look, but you can't touch..."

Gavin huffed with annoyance. He didn't want to be teased, he absolutely hated it.

"But I want to!"

"You're all the way in Oxfordshire. So you couldn't, even if you wanted to!"

"That doesn't give you the right to be a bloody tease."

"Well, then. I can be as much of a tease as I want!" Michael taunted as Gavin pouted. That's until he looked back up at the screen.

"Michael!~" Gavin whined loudly as he saw Michael slowly putting on a shirt.

Michael looked at Gavin in the eye and smirked.

"What? Is something wrong?~" He played around. Gavin continued to pout as he continued to put it on. "What do you want, Gavin?"

Gavin groaned loudly as he felt a buldge forming in his pants.

"Take off the bloody shirt!" Michael smirked at his words. He knew Gavin hated being teased. He'll fucking explode often.

"I gotta get dressed, Gav. No point in leaving it off, if no one is here for 'this.'~" He smirked, running a finger down his toned abs.

Gavin groaned loudly again as his pants now felt a bit too tight. "B-But I'm here!"

"Yeah, but... right now? Right in front of me? Actually here for this?~" Michael continued to tease.

Gavin whimpered and pouted as he stared at his sexy lover.

"Micooolllll!! You're being so mean to me."

"Sorry, babe. That's just how I am." He smirked even more at Gavin.

"Bloody hell, Micool!" Gavin cried.

"Anyway, I was trying to talk to you about Geoff." Michael ignored.

"No! You're not changing the subject now!" Gavin cried out. Michael rolled his eyes.

"Fine! I'll stay still and flex and you take a snapshot of me and jack off to that! Does that sound fair?" Michael sarcastically remarked. Gavin blushed and huffed and crossed his arms.

"So what is this about Geoff?" Gavin asked.

"I told you about the shitty thing I did. Right?"

"Yeah, you took his phone and texted Jack as if you were Geoff and asked him out on a date." Gavin blandly stated.

"Well... I'm worried about Geoff..." Michael whimpered as he looked down.

"Wot do you mean? Wot happened after that?"

Michael sighed. "Well... after that day, he hadn't said anything and he's overly... he's spazzing out a lot..."

Gavin stared at him with wonder.

"Well... bollocks... is it more positive or negative?"

"Well... I don't know... He's been smiling a lot. I can't tell if it's a happy smile or an "I can't believe this bullshit" smile."

"Wot if... Geoff is actually playing this up and likes the fact you asked him out for him?..." Gavin theorized.

Michael rolled his eyes. "Highly doubt. He says he's straight."

Gavin raised his eyebrows. "There is a thing called being Bi..."

"True. Hmm... wouldn't he have told us though?" Michael pondered.

"Geoff isn't the most openly emotional person often. He can be if he wants. But it's when he knows what is up with himself. Or he knows what he's saying." Gavin stated. Michael shook his head up and down at these theories.

"Wait! Gavin! Jack and everyone else come back tomorrow!" Michael remembered.

Gavin smirked. "Keep me updated with this Geoff and Jack saga back in Texas. We could uncover more."

Michael winked and clicked his teeth and tongue together.

"I will, Gavvy Wavvy.~"

"Wait!" Gavin yelled, right before Michael logged out.

"What?"

"Uh... Flex for me one more time and stay still..." Gavin demanded. Michael blushed and then grinned.

"Sure, Gav.~"

Michael couldn't wait until Gavin came home.