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Title: Library Passion
Characters: Maya/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 2, 159
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: Maya granting Gabe's secret desire...
Note: Gift!fic for lacrymosa_star here you go!
He tries to ignore her but it's impossible. And really, he couldn't, not here of all places...
Maya sits on the window ledge, drawing her long dress up so her bare legs flash fidgety in the sunlight as she makes another long suffering sigh. "It's been forty five minutes Gabriel." She says, looking outside wistfully at the green trees and grass, at the people relaxing and strolling. She turns back when he doesn't answer her. They are in a library, in a specialist restricted area and Gabriel was engrossed. Maya was going stir crazy, she hated being stuck indoors. With a click of her tongue she swings her feet and settles them on the table where Gabriel is pouring over an old book, protective white gloves on his hands. "Did you hear me? By the time you've read that - which I know will be the whole thing - the sun will be gone and the rain will be here."
"I'm not making you stay." Comes his muffled, distracted voice and Maya bristles.
"I'll just go then!" she yells and then winces, looking around. A few throats get cleared in the cavernous place but she can't see them. He looks up at her now, flicking hair out of his gaze as Maya lowers down. "I know when I'm not wanted." Hissing so she stands up on the table and jumps down, preparing to leave when he grabs her arm and draws her back.
"Stay. I'm sorry alright?" she turns with another sigh, head tilted. He looks up at her imploringly. "This was the only time they would let me see it." he rubs his hands up and down her arms and she comes closer despite herself. She misses his touch; they had become quite distant lately and it was usually down to the differences between them. She was a social creature, loved to be outside and active while he was quite content to sit for hours tinkering with something, even if the weather was beautiful.
But that wasn't the real problem, that was Maya's increasing need for family. She had confessed early on that she never wanted one, she was to selfish for that and he had been secretively relieved. Until now. She was inexplicably broody and for such a demonstrative person she had become excessively attentive and aroused. Horny even.
She settles herself between his legs, hands on his shoulders. "A few months ago you didn't want me out of your sight. You've grown bored with me." she demurs, turning her cheek but her eyes glow mischievously. He snorts softly, hands gripping tighter on her waist.
"I was nervous before. I used to think any day now you'd leave, you'd go find someone better." Maya makes a mewing noise and presses herself close, brushing her fingers through his hair. But he was more assured now, she was very possessive of him, even frighteningly jealous if anyone showed an interest in him.
"Can't get rid of me now Gabriel." she lowers her lips to his and they kiss tentatively until she grows more impassioned, their tongues massaging the other's. After awhile he breaks off, face flushed and dazed and breathes out a long contented noise as Maya crushes herself even closer. She moans his name, bending down to whisper in his ear.
"Maya..." he says softly in light warning, almost whining and she pulls back with a burning gaze. They stare into each other's eyes intensely, breathing laboured until he swallows and drags his gaze away. "This isn't the place..." he whispers, turning back to the table. But his hands shake.
Maya narrows her eyes knowingly and he tries to look innocent. "Don't think I don't know Gabriel about your naughty fantasies. Why do you think I come in here with you hmm? It's the only place you look at me like I want. After the book is out of your hands..." He keeps the look up, swallowing with a red face and tries to say something. Maya, hiding any hurt or blame, moves decisively and drops herself down onto his lap, so she's got the book open before her. "Ok then! One more chapter and then we're leaving."
He smiles at her back, moving her hair away from her neck gently. "I can't see it with you there." She makes a over dramatic gasp and mutters under her breath but doesn't move. Gabriel hooks his arm around her hips and she pushes herself down on him and he stops the grunt from getting past his lips.
"Well you sit there and I'll read it for you...see how you like it." she utters and twisting takes his hands and strips the cotton gloves from them and puts them on, a mock serious expression on her face. He slumps back with a sigh but she tuts and wriggles on him admonishing so he rises back again, face started to heat with the effect she was having on him. At first she had turned the pages, apparently engrossed before she started to rock back and forth gently against his groin and he held her harder, breathing against her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" he choked after a few minutes of this, his erection sensitive and hard. She stops for a minute, rising slightly on him to gather the back of her dress up and then sat back down so that it was just her knickers and his trousers between them. Then she began to gyrate on him, her own breathing becoming more shallow. Gabriel swallows and feverishly kept his gaze fixed to the left, watchful for anyone passing at the end of the long passage between the bookcases. But there was no one, not a whisper.
"Sitting and reading Gabriel." She started to buck on him, ridding him and he grunts uncontrollably, fingers digging into her sides.
"You've got a funny way of doing it! Jesus." he whimpers, starting to thrust up against her. It was maddening, it wasn't enough. "You're evil you know that?" She laughs and cranes her neck to kiss his mouth before she suddenly stands up, pulling her dress back down with a shake of her hips and pulls the gloves off. The lack of stimulation is so abrupt he remains gawping before he springs into action and reaches for her with a growl. She twists around, her chest heaving and shakes her head.
"Nu-uh, I got to the end of the book. Time to go."
"Like hell." he hissed and she found herself yanked back forcefully but, slippy as an eel, she dances away and turns on her heel and begins to walk away. He watches the way her hips sway, the hitching up of her dress and finds himself on his feet, nostril flared and blood rushing to parts other then his brain.
She runs from him, casting grinning glances back before he captures her and pushes her up against a wall. Maya half screams, half laughs and her hands wrench at his clothes as he crushes his lips to hers. When his mouth trails down her throat she makes breathy utterances to go, find a bathroom, anything but he can't do it. "I want you now. I cant walk out there like this." he groans and swings her around, pushing her over a high reading cabinet that reached to Maya's hips. With a gulp and a furtive glance around her reaches down for her dress and throws it over her back and she gasps.
"What if someone sees?!"
"Then it's your fault." he says low into her ear, his hands roaming her backside before two fingers slip along her panties, feeling how wet she is already. She moans and wriggles when he lowers them down her thighs for them to fall around her ankles. Maya throws her head back, grimacing. "Not like this, sit back down." he doesn't move at first, hands on his belt buckle. Through his lust he blinks and swallows, looking around again. He takes a seat at a table, bringing Maya with him and when his fly is undone she sits and reaches around to grasp him. When his hot shaft is ringed in her hand he jerks and his hand shoots out to grasp the arms of the chair. He tries to regulate his breathing, be as quiet as he can but he's desperate to be sheathed in her.
But he doesn't have to wait long. Maya circles her hips and then she feels the blunt tip of his penis touching her vulva she holds her breath, her eyes fixed on one point. She brings it to stimulate her clit, around and around before she slips it down to where she's teeming wet and then lowers herself down slowly. This is when they're the quietest as they revel in the sensation of the penetration. Her neck arched and mouth open she exhales with a moan and he sighs blissfully against her shoulder. "Rapido Gabriel, hard and fast." He can't speak, only nods and gripping her hips he begins to thrust, Maya riding back against him. It's awkward at first, Maya trying to get her feet on the ground to give her some leverage to push but in the end she just had to let him have control. Her hands gripping the edge of the table as one of his hands grasped her hip and the other her shoulder, she was pushed and pulled upon him with increasing speed. His lips trailed along her throat as she let her head fall back against his shoulder, his cock thrusting deeper with in her and she started to make moans in her throat, increasing in volume as his strokes became frenzied, his breathing all but grunts now. "Gabriel!" she screamed when she walls flexed around him, grinding down onto him wildly and he pressed a hand over her mouth, burying his face into her hair as the other hand tightened around a breast. He was so very close, his engorged cock twitching in her wet heat when he suddenly froze, stopped breathing and the hand flew from her mouth to ring her waist.
"Sssh." Footsteps coming closer.
Maya drew in a huge breath, which was more like a growl and turned to see two people walking past the end of the aisle, giving them a once over and then passing from sight. "Ooh shit...dios! Did they -" but she never got to finish before his restrained, shaking body couldn't hold back anymore and she found herself bent over the table, her chest pressed on a book. The shock of almost discovery apparently making him even more aroused Gabriel jack-hammered into her and she began to feel a tingle reawaken in her belly. She pressed her hand between her legs and flicked her clit. "Uh Gabe -"
"Ssshh! Guh, I've got to..." his speech reduced to animistic grunts and groans he finally stiffened over Maya with a choked gasp and he came deep inside her, still thrusting until he was completely sated and sat back shakily, his hands rubbing her back. Maya straightened up with a groan, her heart still racing because she hadn't found release. She touched herself but couldn't bring herself to climax. She lost it. She made a low noise of disappointment when she felt him soften in her and his lax grip tightened. "You ok?"
"Si..." saying she pushes against him so he moves the chair back and she pulls her knickers up and rises, letting her dress fall. She turns to look down at him, at his flushed pleased face - his fantasy fulfilled again - and suddenly puts a hand on her hip. "No, actually, I'm not." she brings her hands down to rest on the arms of his chair and moves to whisper in his ear. His eyes widen, embarrassment turns to regret and then as she pulls back his eyes shine with a challenge. She looks him up and down, sighing before she steps out from between his legs, flattens her mussed hair down and waits expectantly.
He rises with a flickering smile, his flush of daring fading as he looks around again and grips her hand. "I'm not an exhibitionist, thanks very much."
"He-hum, that why all the normal couples make-out outside. Just libraries turn you on. Again." She says it without malice and tugs him to her, eyes turning to the window and sunshine and then back. "Can't do this out there can you?" her arms ring around his neck, standing on tippy-toes.
He moves his lips to her cheek, mouth curling. "Actually, I think another place has the same effect on you as this place has on me..." He looks at her suddenly bashful, mortified face and she all but flies out of the library, Gabriel trying not to laugh in her wake until she gives him a look filled with promises of retribution and he flushes in delight.
Characters: Maya/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 2, 159
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: Maya granting Gabe's secret desire...
Note: Gift!fic for lacrymosa_star here you go!
He tries to ignore her but it's impossible. And really, he couldn't, not here of all places...
Maya sits on the window ledge, drawing her long dress up so her bare legs flash fidgety in the sunlight as she makes another long suffering sigh. "It's been forty five minutes Gabriel." She says, looking outside wistfully at the green trees and grass, at the people relaxing and strolling. She turns back when he doesn't answer her. They are in a library, in a specialist restricted area and Gabriel was engrossed. Maya was going stir crazy, she hated being stuck indoors. With a click of her tongue she swings her feet and settles them on the table where Gabriel is pouring over an old book, protective white gloves on his hands. "Did you hear me? By the time you've read that - which I know will be the whole thing - the sun will be gone and the rain will be here."
"I'm not making you stay." Comes his muffled, distracted voice and Maya bristles.
"I'll just go then!" she yells and then winces, looking around. A few throats get cleared in the cavernous place but she can't see them. He looks up at her now, flicking hair out of his gaze as Maya lowers down. "I know when I'm not wanted." Hissing so she stands up on the table and jumps down, preparing to leave when he grabs her arm and draws her back.
"Stay. I'm sorry alright?" she turns with another sigh, head tilted. He looks up at her imploringly. "This was the only time they would let me see it." he rubs his hands up and down her arms and she comes closer despite herself. She misses his touch; they had become quite distant lately and it was usually down to the differences between them. She was a social creature, loved to be outside and active while he was quite content to sit for hours tinkering with something, even if the weather was beautiful.
But that wasn't the real problem, that was Maya's increasing need for family. She had confessed early on that she never wanted one, she was to selfish for that and he had been secretively relieved. Until now. She was inexplicably broody and for such a demonstrative person she had become excessively attentive and aroused. Horny even.
She settles herself between his legs, hands on his shoulders. "A few months ago you didn't want me out of your sight. You've grown bored with me." she demurs, turning her cheek but her eyes glow mischievously. He snorts softly, hands gripping tighter on her waist.
"I was nervous before. I used to think any day now you'd leave, you'd go find someone better." Maya makes a mewing noise and presses herself close, brushing her fingers through his hair. But he was more assured now, she was very possessive of him, even frighteningly jealous if anyone showed an interest in him.
"Can't get rid of me now Gabriel." she lowers her lips to his and they kiss tentatively until she grows more impassioned, their tongues massaging the other's. After awhile he breaks off, face flushed and dazed and breathes out a long contented noise as Maya crushes herself even closer. She moans his name, bending down to whisper in his ear.
"Maya..." he says softly in light warning, almost whining and she pulls back with a burning gaze. They stare into each other's eyes intensely, breathing laboured until he swallows and drags his gaze away. "This isn't the place..." he whispers, turning back to the table. But his hands shake.
Maya narrows her eyes knowingly and he tries to look innocent. "Don't think I don't know Gabriel about your naughty fantasies. Why do you think I come in here with you hmm? It's the only place you look at me like I want. After the book is out of your hands..." He keeps the look up, swallowing with a red face and tries to say something. Maya, hiding any hurt or blame, moves decisively and drops herself down onto his lap, so she's got the book open before her. "Ok then! One more chapter and then we're leaving."
He smiles at her back, moving her hair away from her neck gently. "I can't see it with you there." She makes a over dramatic gasp and mutters under her breath but doesn't move. Gabriel hooks his arm around her hips and she pushes herself down on him and he stops the grunt from getting past his lips.
"Well you sit there and I'll read it for you...see how you like it." she utters and twisting takes his hands and strips the cotton gloves from them and puts them on, a mock serious expression on her face. He slumps back with a sigh but she tuts and wriggles on him admonishing so he rises back again, face started to heat with the effect she was having on him. At first she had turned the pages, apparently engrossed before she started to rock back and forth gently against his groin and he held her harder, breathing against her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" he choked after a few minutes of this, his erection sensitive and hard. She stops for a minute, rising slightly on him to gather the back of her dress up and then sat back down so that it was just her knickers and his trousers between them. Then she began to gyrate on him, her own breathing becoming more shallow. Gabriel swallows and feverishly kept his gaze fixed to the left, watchful for anyone passing at the end of the long passage between the bookcases. But there was no one, not a whisper.
"Sitting and reading Gabriel." She started to buck on him, ridding him and he grunts uncontrollably, fingers digging into her sides.
"You've got a funny way of doing it! Jesus." he whimpers, starting to thrust up against her. It was maddening, it wasn't enough. "You're evil you know that?" She laughs and cranes her neck to kiss his mouth before she suddenly stands up, pulling her dress back down with a shake of her hips and pulls the gloves off. The lack of stimulation is so abrupt he remains gawping before he springs into action and reaches for her with a growl. She twists around, her chest heaving and shakes her head.
"Nu-uh, I got to the end of the book. Time to go."
"Like hell." he hissed and she found herself yanked back forcefully but, slippy as an eel, she dances away and turns on her heel and begins to walk away. He watches the way her hips sway, the hitching up of her dress and finds himself on his feet, nostril flared and blood rushing to parts other then his brain.
She runs from him, casting grinning glances back before he captures her and pushes her up against a wall. Maya half screams, half laughs and her hands wrench at his clothes as he crushes his lips to hers. When his mouth trails down her throat she makes breathy utterances to go, find a bathroom, anything but he can't do it. "I want you now. I cant walk out there like this." he groans and swings her around, pushing her over a high reading cabinet that reached to Maya's hips. With a gulp and a furtive glance around her reaches down for her dress and throws it over her back and she gasps.
"What if someone sees?!"
"Then it's your fault." he says low into her ear, his hands roaming her backside before two fingers slip along her panties, feeling how wet she is already. She moans and wriggles when he lowers them down her thighs for them to fall around her ankles. Maya throws her head back, grimacing. "Not like this, sit back down." he doesn't move at first, hands on his belt buckle. Through his lust he blinks and swallows, looking around again. He takes a seat at a table, bringing Maya with him and when his fly is undone she sits and reaches around to grasp him. When his hot shaft is ringed in her hand he jerks and his hand shoots out to grasp the arms of the chair. He tries to regulate his breathing, be as quiet as he can but he's desperate to be sheathed in her.
But he doesn't have to wait long. Maya circles her hips and then she feels the blunt tip of his penis touching her vulva she holds her breath, her eyes fixed on one point. She brings it to stimulate her clit, around and around before she slips it down to where she's teeming wet and then lowers herself down slowly. This is when they're the quietest as they revel in the sensation of the penetration. Her neck arched and mouth open she exhales with a moan and he sighs blissfully against her shoulder. "Rapido Gabriel, hard and fast." He can't speak, only nods and gripping her hips he begins to thrust, Maya riding back against him. It's awkward at first, Maya trying to get her feet on the ground to give her some leverage to push but in the end she just had to let him have control. Her hands gripping the edge of the table as one of his hands grasped her hip and the other her shoulder, she was pushed and pulled upon him with increasing speed. His lips trailed along her throat as she let her head fall back against his shoulder, his cock thrusting deeper with in her and she started to make moans in her throat, increasing in volume as his strokes became frenzied, his breathing all but grunts now. "Gabriel!" she screamed when she walls flexed around him, grinding down onto him wildly and he pressed a hand over her mouth, burying his face into her hair as the other hand tightened around a breast. He was so very close, his engorged cock twitching in her wet heat when he suddenly froze, stopped breathing and the hand flew from her mouth to ring her waist.
"Sssh." Footsteps coming closer.
Maya drew in a huge breath, which was more like a growl and turned to see two people walking past the end of the aisle, giving them a once over and then passing from sight. "Ooh shit...dios! Did they -" but she never got to finish before his restrained, shaking body couldn't hold back anymore and she found herself bent over the table, her chest pressed on a book. The shock of almost discovery apparently making him even more aroused Gabriel jack-hammered into her and she began to feel a tingle reawaken in her belly. She pressed her hand between her legs and flicked her clit. "Uh Gabe -"
"Ssshh! Guh, I've got to..." his speech reduced to animistic grunts and groans he finally stiffened over Maya with a choked gasp and he came deep inside her, still thrusting until he was completely sated and sat back shakily, his hands rubbing her back. Maya straightened up with a groan, her heart still racing because she hadn't found release. She touched herself but couldn't bring herself to climax. She lost it. She made a low noise of disappointment when she felt him soften in her and his lax grip tightened. "You ok?"
"Si..." saying she pushes against him so he moves the chair back and she pulls her knickers up and rises, letting her dress fall. She turns to look down at him, at his flushed pleased face - his fantasy fulfilled again - and suddenly puts a hand on her hip. "No, actually, I'm not." she brings her hands down to rest on the arms of his chair and moves to whisper in his ear. His eyes widen, embarrassment turns to regret and then as she pulls back his eyes shine with a challenge. She looks him up and down, sighing before she steps out from between his legs, flattens her mussed hair down and waits expectantly.
He rises with a flickering smile, his flush of daring fading as he looks around again and grips her hand. "I'm not an exhibitionist, thanks very much."
"He-hum, that why all the normal couples make-out outside. Just libraries turn you on. Again." She says it without malice and tugs him to her, eyes turning to the window and sunshine and then back. "Can't do this out there can you?" her arms ring around his neck, standing on tippy-toes.
He moves his lips to her cheek, mouth curling. "Actually, I think another place has the same effect on you as this place has on me..." He looks at her suddenly bashful, mortified face and she all but flies out of the library, Gabriel trying not to laugh in her wake until she gives him a look filled with promises of retribution and he flushes in delight.