If you only knew the bad things I like

[asoncalledgabriel]

It was the strangest thing to arrange a double date, but it also felt... blessedly normal somehow. Or like a lie. Gabriel wasn't sure anymore, but he didn't know how to be any other way. So when Neil asked if he'd join him and a girl - Patricia - for a night he'd found someone. A nice enough girl, Sarah, pretty in the way Fiona had been pretty, and met Neil and his girl for a movie and then dinner.

It felt easy enough - the movie had been good and the four of them had plenty to discuss afterward over a meal at a diner. Gabe teased Neil, asking if the place seemed familiar. It looked like the sort of place out of Happy Days or some other American sitcom set in the 1950s.

Afterward, they made sure their girls got home alright, and it was just the two of them again.

Gabriel spun out of the doorway of Sarah's building and leaned his back into the brick wall, grinning over at Neil. "Are you gonna call it a night now?"

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[shadows_have_offended]

Later, he might ask about that. Gabriel is so nervous about touch, Neil hadn't thought he'd have done anything like this. His cock twitches. "Yeah," he breathes, and nods. "Yeah, I want..."

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel flashes a little smile and lowers his gaze before he guides Neil's cock right into his mouth. He hums softly, almost a moan, and bobs his head down as far as he dares. Neil tastes good and he uses his hand on whatever he can't fit into his mouth, teasing, touching as he tries to build up a rhythm. It's been a long time since he's done this.

[shadows_have_offended]

It's easy to fall into. Neil breathes out, a slow exhale, as the hot, wet heat of Gabriel's mouth descends on him. It only takes a moment for him to be a panting mess, trying to figure out what to do with his hands and his hips and his whole body.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel's free hand slides up, finding Neil's to lace their fingers together. He's never done anything like that before, has never touched another boy quite like this. He tries to focus on what he's doing, wanting to make it good for Neil, wanting to taste him. He tries to remember without remembering.

[shadows_have_offended]

Their fingers slide together, and Neil shivers, pleased and excited. He can feel his cock twitch, just little things, more of that excited tremor working through his system. Quietly, he breathes a swear, just a loop of a curse off his tongue.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel works up a steady rhythm, trying different little things with his tongue, his mouth, to try and see what Neil likes best. He's so caught up in the taste of him, the feel of him, and it's hard not to get distracted by how good it feels just to have him in his mouth. He moans softly, fingers tightening against Neil's.

[shadows_have_offended]

Neil likes all of it. He doesn't have the experience to be picky about how he gets his pleasure, and Gabriel's mouth is gentle and wet and insistent. The moan, though, it batters one of its own out of him. His hips jump, without thought. He shivers; "Sorry. Good God, Gabriel..."

[asoncalledgabriel]

The nudge of Neil's hips startles him only for a second; he chokes but it doesn't deter him, he just adjusts himself so that if Neil does it again he won't push quite as deep. Gabriel's fingers tighten against Neil's and he moans again; he's not sure he can encourage him like that but he doesn't want to take his mouth off him, either.

[shadows_have_offended]

It barely takes anything more than that. Gabriel's mouth is sinful and wondrous. Neil swears, murmurs a warning, but that's all he can manage before he's coming into the sweet wet envelope of Gabriel's mouth.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel's startled, even if he's expecting it, when Neil comes. He pulls back a little but not all the way, tries to swallow even if some escapes his mouth. The last streak falls across his lips as he pulls back; he licks them, and the head of Neil's cock, before looking up at him.

[shadows_have_offended]

There's a moment, when it's over, where Neil is just caught in breathing. He heaves a few slow, deep breaths. And then, gently, he pulls Gabriel up.

He hesitates to kiss him, for no other reason than they each taste like the other's come, and he's not sure if this is something they ought to do. Should he wash his teeth first?"

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel isn't sure quite what to do at first, still a little dazed and just... feeling good. He leans in, realizing Neil wants to kiss, and he kisses him. He can taste both of them and it-- it's new, but it isn't bad. A deep blush fills his cheeks.

[shadows_have_offended]

The kiss is lazier now. Neil finds he doesn't mind the taste between their mouths, on their tongues. They tumble and tangle close, mouths moving slowly, and Neil sighs in contented happiness.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Part of Gabriel is terrified. This is the part where he leaves, where he prays for forgiveness, where he hates himself. But it's difficult with Neil kissing him like that; he doesn't want to leave, and he doesn't want the horrible, panicked feeling to come. He draws back a little, feeling the little knot in his stomach. The feeling like he's done something terribly wrong.

There's an apology on the tip of his tongue and he doesn't know what to do with it.

[shadows_have_offended]

Neil cups his cheek, keeping Gabriel close. He's seen his face in the aftermath, felt the tense in his shoulder, and letting him know he's wanted seems to calm some of that, at least until it's light out.

"Will you stay?" he murmurs, close against Gabriel's lips, refusing to get very far away from him.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel manages a little nod. "Yeah," he breathes, trying to settle something in himself. His eyebrows are still drawn together, concerned, uncertain, but he doesn't pull away. He doesn't try to escape.

He does tug his shorts up, and he shyly does the same for Neil.

[shadows_have_offended]

Neil blushes, a little feverish, as Gabriel corrects their clothing. He brushes a kiss against Gabriel's cheek and, once they're covered up, he lays out next to Gabriel.

"Was that okay?" he whispers, brushing his fingers against Gabriel's arm.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel manages a nod and a small smile Neil's way. He's still terrified, still feels the shame and guilt welling up in him. But Neil doesn't deserve that; doesn't deserve to have Gabriel dart out like a thief or something.

"Yeah," he manages, smile a bit shaken. "Yeah, it was good. Right?"

[shadows_have_offended]

"Yeah," Neil assures. The anxiousness is still alight in Gabriel's eyes, but Neil settles, comforted that Gabriel thinks it was good too.

He strips off his pants and lays there in his t-shirt and shorts, looking at Gabriel with soft eyes. "I had a really good time tonight. All of it."

[asoncalledgabriel]

"I did, too," he manages. He blushes and looks down between them. "All of it," he adds, softer. Gabriel tries to relax and eases down onto the bed all the way; he nudges his shoes off, curls up close to Neil.

[shadows_have_offended]

They curl up, tangle, and Neil's glad he didn't turn on the lights in the first place. This close, with a light on, Neil is sure he'd be too easy to read. Instead, he just curls in as close as he can, presses his face gently into Gabriel's chest.

[asoncalledgabriel]

Gabriel tries to keep his mind and his heart quiet as Neil presses against him. He drapes an arm over him, holding him there against his chest. It feels good, even if part of him is still terrified.

He's quiet for a long moment, wondering if he should just try to sleep.

"You have any tea?" he asks softly, wondering if Neil's drifted off.

[shadows_have_offended]

Neil was starting to drift, but the words draw him back. He hums vaguely, and then nods. "You want some? I can bring it in here." He's already slowly, reluctantly, pulling away so he can get up.

[asoncalledgabriel]

"Do you have, like, chamomile or something?" Gabriel isn't often picky but he's longing to fall asleep, to just relax, and if tea will help then he'll take it. He's not sure it will, but he's willing to try.

[shadows_have_offended]

"I think so," Neil says. He lingers, still reluctant, but finally drags himself away from the warm comfort of Gabriel's body in his bed. Slowly, he shuffles out of the room and off into the kitchen. With electric kettles and everything, it's easy to make tea quick.