[Sacred20] "Haram."
“You don’t have to be here just as a favor to Ben, I know he set this whole thing up…” Gabriel mumbled awkwardly as he looked at the woman who was sitting next to him on the small couch in Ben’s apartment that he had insisted they used. He was out with whatever girl was his flavor of the of week. He had a Haram of women, and didn’t seem to be opposed to sharing it with him, despite his protests. He’d been conned into the date, and he hoped that she hadn’t been conned as well.
“Gabriel, it’s fine, you’re cute, I don’t mind,” she told him, a smile appearing on his face as she reached out and put a hand on his knee, her eyes sparkling. “Come on now, have another drink, it’ll help you relax. You’re too cute to be this tense…”
She let go of his knee at that and then reached over to grab the bottle of rum again, pouring it into the glass that Gabriel had been drinking out of, and handed it to him, taking a sip from her own glass before she set it down. He drank deeply from it, almost draining the whole glass in one gulp and coughed, wrinkling his nose a bit, and then gave the girl a sheepish smile when she giggled at him, reaching out to take the glass from him again and set it on the table.
“Atta boy,” she smiled encouragingly at him, and then scooted a bit closer again, so much so that she was almost on top of him now. “Just relax, Gabriel, and let me take care of everything…”
She trailed off as she started to kiss his neck, her hand moving slowly up his thigh, making his shift awkwardly and squirm just a bit, and that made her giggle again, this time against his ear.
“You’re not relaxing very well, Gabriel,” she whispered into his ear and then gave it a gentle little nip. A soft groan finally passed his lips when he felt her tongue sliding along the shell, and he was slowly becoming putty in her hands. “Stop worrying so much. I want this, I want you…I’ve wanted you for a while now, and I asked Ben if he could set us up…I’ve always had a thing for the sweet, innocent little geeks. They’re cute…”
That relaxed him somewhat, even though he wouldn’t put it past Ben to give her lines that she could use to make him relax and feel comfortable. He turned his head though and kissed her, a bit awkward and soft at first, but soon the kiss grew harder and more desperate and he moved his hands up to wrap around her waist, pulling her to him.
“Oh there we go, the cute, innocent looking ones always have a bit of feistiness in them,” she said with a grin on her face, and then leaned down to kiss him again, her hands moving up to rake through his hair, making it disheveled, but right now, that didn’t matter.
With those encouraging words Gabriel came out of his shell a bit more. His hands moved from her waist and down to her thighs, slowly sliding up her dress, and a small grin appeared on his face when she shivered from the touch, and that just gave him another confidence boost to let him continue what he was doing.
Her hands went to unbutton his shirt, and he let her without any form a protest. He may have before, but desire was ruling his mind and body now, and even though his mind was saying that he should stop, or at least slow down, lust clouded his mind and made it impossible to hear reasoning through it. He did however make a mental note to thank Ben later for lending him the apartment and setting it all up, because even though she said that it was her idea, he had his doubts.
“We should move this to the bedroom,” she whispered to him, pulling back and looking at him, a wide, eager smile on her face. He opened his mouth to reply, but as no words came out, just nodded dumbly and got up after her, following as she pulled him along. He briefly wondered how she knew exactly where Ben’s bedroom was, and though he was pretty sure he knew just how she knew he forced himself to believe that he had just told her where it was.
“Come on now, pretty boy, make a woman out of me,” she said after slipping her dress off and got on the bed, looking up at him and licking over her lips, though that made him pause and open his mouth, staring at her wide eyed.
“Have you not…” he started to ask, though before he could get all the words out she just started to laugh, shaking her head a bit. She moved to her knees and grabbed a hold of him, pulling him down on the bed to kiss him again.
She took control, and he was ever so thankful for that as he knew that he would some way or another inevitably screw it up. She took care of that though, and all he had to avoid was thinking about the fact that he was having sex on his best friends bed, and that knowing Ben, he might have set up some sort of camera to make sure that things were going along in the right direction.
It was over too fast for his liking, and left him lying on his back panting for air as he stared at the ceiling, frowning a bit as he just then realized that there was a mirror above the bed. He let out an amused little sound and shook his head, making a mental note to give Ben a smack because of it. The amused look turned into a small smile when he felt a soft kiss pressed to his chest, and he turned his attention back to the girl, giving her a still slightly shy and goofy smile.
“You know, you should definitely show more women that side of yourself, Gabriel,” she told him, a wide grin spreading across her face. “If you showed them that, you could have a Haram of your own.”
“Gabriel, it’s fine, you’re cute, I don’t mind,” she told him, a smile appearing on his face as she reached out and put a hand on his knee, her eyes sparkling. “Come on now, have another drink, it’ll help you relax. You’re too cute to be this tense…”
She let go of his knee at that and then reached over to grab the bottle of rum again, pouring it into the glass that Gabriel had been drinking out of, and handed it to him, taking a sip from her own glass before she set it down. He drank deeply from it, almost draining the whole glass in one gulp and coughed, wrinkling his nose a bit, and then gave the girl a sheepish smile when she giggled at him, reaching out to take the glass from him again and set it on the table.
“Atta boy,” she smiled encouragingly at him, and then scooted a bit closer again, so much so that she was almost on top of him now. “Just relax, Gabriel, and let me take care of everything…”
She trailed off as she started to kiss his neck, her hand moving slowly up his thigh, making his shift awkwardly and squirm just a bit, and that made her giggle again, this time against his ear.
“You’re not relaxing very well, Gabriel,” she whispered into his ear and then gave it a gentle little nip. A soft groan finally passed his lips when he felt her tongue sliding along the shell, and he was slowly becoming putty in her hands. “Stop worrying so much. I want this, I want you…I’ve wanted you for a while now, and I asked Ben if he could set us up…I’ve always had a thing for the sweet, innocent little geeks. They’re cute…”
That relaxed him somewhat, even though he wouldn’t put it past Ben to give her lines that she could use to make him relax and feel comfortable. He turned his head though and kissed her, a bit awkward and soft at first, but soon the kiss grew harder and more desperate and he moved his hands up to wrap around her waist, pulling her to him.
“Oh there we go, the cute, innocent looking ones always have a bit of feistiness in them,” she said with a grin on her face, and then leaned down to kiss him again, her hands moving up to rake through his hair, making it disheveled, but right now, that didn’t matter.
With those encouraging words Gabriel came out of his shell a bit more. His hands moved from her waist and down to her thighs, slowly sliding up her dress, and a small grin appeared on his face when she shivered from the touch, and that just gave him another confidence boost to let him continue what he was doing.
Her hands went to unbutton his shirt, and he let her without any form a protest. He may have before, but desire was ruling his mind and body now, and even though his mind was saying that he should stop, or at least slow down, lust clouded his mind and made it impossible to hear reasoning through it. He did however make a mental note to thank Ben later for lending him the apartment and setting it all up, because even though she said that it was her idea, he had his doubts.
“We should move this to the bedroom,” she whispered to him, pulling back and looking at him, a wide, eager smile on her face. He opened his mouth to reply, but as no words came out, just nodded dumbly and got up after her, following as she pulled him along. He briefly wondered how she knew exactly where Ben’s bedroom was, and though he was pretty sure he knew just how she knew he forced himself to believe that he had just told her where it was.
“Come on now, pretty boy, make a woman out of me,” she said after slipping her dress off and got on the bed, looking up at him and licking over her lips, though that made him pause and open his mouth, staring at her wide eyed.
“Have you not…” he started to ask, though before he could get all the words out she just started to laugh, shaking her head a bit. She moved to her knees and grabbed a hold of him, pulling him down on the bed to kiss him again.
She took control, and he was ever so thankful for that as he knew that he would some way or another inevitably screw it up. She took care of that though, and all he had to avoid was thinking about the fact that he was having sex on his best friends bed, and that knowing Ben, he might have set up some sort of camera to make sure that things were going along in the right direction.
It was over too fast for his liking, and left him lying on his back panting for air as he stared at the ceiling, frowning a bit as he just then realized that there was a mirror above the bed. He let out an amused little sound and shook his head, making a mental note to give Ben a smack because of it. The amused look turned into a small smile when he felt a soft kiss pressed to his chest, and he turned his attention back to the girl, giving her a still slightly shy and goofy smile.
“You know, you should definitely show more women that side of yourself, Gabriel,” she told him, a wide grin spreading across her face. “If you showed them that, you could have a Haram of your own.”