“Nothing unnatural about wanting to be loved and feeling close with another person,” Abaddon whispered, petting Gabriel’s head.
Gabriel’s chest flushed with anger when he realized he’d let Martinez shape everything he’d believed about his attraction to men. But now that he knew more, there was a way out of the darkness, a way to fulfill his desires however he chose. “And it’s something you want? Something you think I would enjoy?” Abaddon hadn’t been wrong about the other things he’d introduced to Gabriel.
Abaddon inhaled and pulled Gabriel’s chin up, smiling at him. “I hope you would, but not everyone likes the same things. We would have to try for you to find out.”
That was the answer Gabriel needed. Regardless of his own wants, Abaddon gave him the truth, looking out for Gabriel before himself.
Shedding the memories of his painful past, Gabriel focused on the here and now and imagined what it could be like to connect with Abaddon so closely, for that cock he adored to be inside him while their tongues danced, locking them in an inseparable embrace. He reached between them to unzip his jeans when they got uncomfortable.
“I don’t know if I’m ready to try that yet, but I want to be close now.”
Abaddon snorted. “I just dropped that on you. Of course you’re not ready to decide,” he said and rolled them over, once again landing on top of Gabriel. His dark mane fell around them like a silky curtain, its gentle touch bringing Gabriel to new highs.
Gabriel was so overwhelmed he laughed despite all that pain he’d just shared. His heart was so much lighter. “I spent so much of my life controlled by others, I sometimes forget I have choices.” It was his choice to push down his jeans and underwear and show off how excited he was.
“You do. I will make sure it’ll always stay like that,” Abaddon whispered in a soothing tone and shoved down his own pants without taking his eyes off Gabriel for even a moment.
The pressure of Abaddon’s stiff cock against Gabriel’s stomach when Abaddon laid back down was so arousing Gabriel let out a little moan, gripping Abaddon’s shoulders. In moments like this, lust got the best of him, and any details of the world around became fuzzy. He licked his drying lips and leaned in for a kiss, already letting his fingers explore his favorite landscape.
“Needy, greedy boy,” Abaddon quipped with a wide grin, but before Gabriel could have protested, warm lips still tasting of dry wine touched his own, and their bodies moved in unison, as if the motion were choreographed,
“I am, for you.”
Abaddon’s dick sliding over his stomach time and time again in the tight heat between their bodies was making Gabriel brainless. With his skull filled with cotton candy and cupids, he dared snake his hands down Abaddon’s back. Even before he squeezed the firm ass, his own cock started throbbing like mad.
Abaddon’s eyes shut, his brows pulled together, and he gave a soft groan, tensing his ass in Gabriel’s hold. “Oh, me too. I want to kiss and touch every bit of your body,” Abaddon whispered, lifting himself up again to shove his bottoms off.
Urgency sank deep into Gabriel’s muscles, and as he raised his hips to remove his jeans, his lover was there to help.
Being naked with Abaddon was so liberating. They both let go of inhibitions, focused only on the sensual experience they could give each other. There was no doubt in Gabriel’s mind about his lover’s acceptance of him when Abaddon so lovingly looked at every inch of his skin.
A shiver went through him when Abaddon ran his fingers down the ladders of self-inflicted scars on Gabriel’s thighs. They were proof of his journey, but he was no longer ashamed of Abaddon seeing them. Focusing on one kind of touch was oh-so-hard when that stiff dick once more rested on his stomach, already slippery with the juices of Abaddon’s excitement.
Urged by Abaddon’s fingers, Gabriel lifted his legs and, guided by instinct, wrapped them around his love, resting their heels on the small of Abaddon’s back. It was a perfect fit, as if the two of them had been meant to entwine like this, and when Abaddon thrust against him and his hard dick rolled alongside Gabriel’s, it felt as if his entire being had been created for pleasure.
He cupped Abaddon’s face, pulling him in for a kiss that made his insides throb, and he whimpered when Abaddon rocked against him, thrusting his stiff cock into the tight crevice between their bodies. How would it feel if Abaddon shifted and pressed it inside, between Gabriel’s legs, he wondered, already becoming one with his man, tangled in his hair, engulfed in his scent, and with their sweat mixing on their skin.
The heat brought out Abaddon’s natural aroma, and as Gabriel shut his eyes, overcome by the pressure mounting in his balls, he imagined laying on a rock by the seashore and feeling it against his skin. Only Abaddon was soft, and gentle, and safe.