Gabriel had no experience, nor skill when it came to this, but the hunger he’d been unable to satisfy drove him to rock against Abaddon and explore every inch of muscle within reach.
Abaddon nodded, licking his lips as the soft hand moved up and down his dick, pulling his foreskin over the head and off. “Yes… what’s not to like in a boy so sweet and handsome?”
Gabriel looked up with a shy smile. “Can I… kiss you down there?” he asked breathlessly, and Abaddon’s cock twitched in enthusiasm before he could have answered.
Fuck yes. Gabriel didn’t have the right vocabulary for what he wanted to do, but it was obvious what he meant by ‘kissing’. Abaddon imagined those soft lips stretched around his cock and Gabriel’s head bobbing with enthusiasm.
“You think I’d say no to something so delectable?”
Gabriel swallowed, his brows lowering. “And you’re sure it’s not sinful?”
Abaddon licked his lips, stalling. He knew people often had rigid interpretations of the Good Book, or projected their own biases on the scripture, but how could something that brought such divine peace be immoral? “Not if we both want it.”
“Until you touched me this morning… I didn’t even know how badly I want it,” Gabriel whispered, lowering his gaze as his slender hand gave Abaddon’s cock a final squeeze. And then, he was going down to his knees, illuminated by the fallen flashlight as if he were a star about to give his first, life-changing performance.
An oh fuck left Abaddon’s lips as he stared at the gorgeous, small nose and its deep shadow, at the glistening eyes that now looked so dark, and at the mouth, which already opened, releasing the softness that was Gabriel’s tongue. It was like being struck by lightning, and his entire body tingled with the sparks trailing all over.
“What else do you want?”
“I wanna see it up close,” Gabriel rasped, pulling down Abaddon’s pants and underwear, and the way his eyes widened when the cock bobbed in his face made Abaddon’s ego do a backflip.
Back in the shower, the boy’s sweet, juicy dick had been so responsive, so eager for satisfaction. Was it hard now too?
“Yeah…”
Gabriel ran his hands up and down Abaddon’s thighs, all the way to his hips while he nuzzled the underside of Abaddon’s cock with a deep sigh, getting acquainted with its scent. “I feel like I might faint,” he whimpered.
Abaddon choked up. This poor boy had been through so much. It was time to give him the education and opportunities that had been taken from him. “You've never seen it done before this morning, right?”
Gabriel shook his head, and his warm breath teased Abaddon’s sensitive flesh. “I didn’t think people would do something like that, but now it makes perfect sense. You know, because mouths are so hot and soft, and they can do things—” He stalled, flushed. “I wanna suck it so bad I’m about to explode just thinking about it.”
Jesus.
Abaddon’s dick twitched against Gabriel’s pretty, narrow face. The boy clearly had a strong drive. How had he survived a virgin for this long? Poor lamb. “That’s what you need? My cock on your tongue?”
Gabriel didn’t answer, just opened his mouth and sucked on the cockhead with a groan of pure relief. He tightened his grip on Abaddon’s hips, as if afraid his angel might pull back, but he needn’t have worried. Abaddon was staying right where he was.
A fog of stars appeared around the pretty face. Maybe it was the rest of Abaddon’s blood leaving his head, but the hungry way Gabriel trembled taking cock for the first time sent him into a frenzy of desire. He wanted to see those dark, sensuous eyes looking at him like this each morning. “Oh God...”
Gabriel lowered his head, desperate to find a way to fit more of the cock in his mouth. The cockhead poked at the inside of his cheek, prompting Abaddon to grab the boy’s hair with the urge to help him, but he kept himself from pushing and instead massaged Gabriel’s scalp. A boy so beautiful might as well be an angel fledgling. He even had the right name already.
“You are… oh… your mouth feels like heaven itself. I wish we could do this all the fucking time,” Abaddon whispered, stopping himself from squeezing the boy’s hair too roughly. It was too early for taking over. The skittish doe had only now tasted cock and freedom and needed to start with baby steps—all sweet tongue twisting around Abaddon’s cockhead, gentle suction, and eyes watching him in awe as if there was nothing Gabriel desired more than the taste of his angel’s essence. Gabriel bobbed his head, testing the limits of how much of the cock he could take, but while at times those attempts made him gag when Abaddon’s cockhead hit the back of his throat, he remained committed and eager.