Chocolate Kisses - Sequel to Mocking
Title: Chocolate Kisses - Sequel to Mocking
Author: chasepoke
Characters: Peter, Gabriel
Pairing: Peter/Gabriel
Spoilers: Slight spoilers for episodes from The Wall and beyond
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex
Summary: Peter's tendency to leap before looking puts him in an awkward position with Gabriel once again...
It had now been a week since Peter had locked lips with Gabriel in a failed attempt to mock him. That kiss had been all but forgotten now; the unspoken agreement between them had been to act as though it had never happened. It might have even been completely forgotten, if it weren’t for the fact that, sitting on Peter’s kitchen counter, was a bright pink box, shaped like a heart…
Now Gabriel had reappeared at Peter’s front door. This time, he didn’t bring any mocking jokes with him; he simply wanted to watch some TV with Peter. However, once he got settled in next to Peter on the couch, all he could watch, it seemed, was that damned box of chocolates. Peter was beginning to regret his leaving them there. Finally, Gabriel piped up. “You actually kept them?” he asked, briefly pointing at the box, as if Peter couldn’t immediately tell what he was talking about. Peter shrugged, slightly embarrassed.
“Yeah, well. I didn’t want to just throw out perfectly good chocolate,” Peter said. Honestly, he hadn’t given it much thought. After Gabriel left that Valentine’s Day, Peter didn’t know what to do with the chocolates, so he just left them there. Gabriel snorted quietly, amused.
“Have you eaten any?” Peter shook his head. Gabriel quirked an eyebrow,
“Then what’s the point of keeping them?” Peter got the feeling that he was being mocked… again.
“I just haven’t gotten around to it,” he said defensively. Gabriel smirked before getting up and retrieving the box of chocolates. He sat back down on the couch, facing Peter, and crossed his legs. He opened the box to reveal the assorted chocolates inside, taking one and popping it into his mouth,
“Mmm,” was his only comment. He held the box out to Peter. Peter chuckled slightly and took one for himself, just as Gabriel finished his first chocolate. He took another one and brought it to his mouth, but then stopped, eyeing Peter. A lazy grin spread across his face and he gave the chocolate a slow lick. Peter practically choked on his candy. He felt his face growing hot. He knew that Gabriel was just trying to get to him, but that didn’t stop it from working. Gabriel wrapped his lips around part of the chocolate and sucked on it, pulling it in and out of his mouth in an erotic show of consumption.
“Gabriel!” Peter gasped. Gabriel smirked,
“Hm?”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Peter asked, glaring. Gabriel pulled the chocolate out of his mouth and exhaled softly, the smirk slipping from his face,
“I want you, Peter,” he admitted. Peter swallowed hard,
“Huh?” he said weakly. Gabriel bit his lower lip, before speaking again,
“I need you. It had been so long since somebody… before a week ago, that is.” Peter sighed. He knew what Gabriel was talking about. Being completely alone for three years, and then in the company of only one other, less-than-friendly person for another three, hadn’t exactly allowed for the pleasure of physical human contact. It had been a long time for Peter, too, but he only had it half as bad as Gabriel.
“But… Gabe. I can’t just… We just can’t,” he protested. Gabriel looked crushed. He put his previously forgotten chocolate into his mouth and leaned back against the arm of the couch, defeated. Peter swallowed again. He tried to think about Nathan, but… how could he say no, when those normally warm, dark brown eyes now looked so pained. So, for the second time, Peter found his lips suddenly connecting with Gabriel’s. Gabriel gave a little mewl of surprise when Peter kissed him. Peter guessed it was because Gabriel hadn’t expected to be kissed at this point. Once he got over his initial shock, however, Gabriel sighed contentedly into the kiss, allowing Peter to slip his tongue inside the other man’s mouth. Gabriel still had the piece of candy in his mouth, but that didn’t last very long. Peter batted it into his own mouth with his tongue and sat up, smirking as he devoured his prize.
“Hey…” Gabriel said, pouting, though his eyes were still smiling. He took another chocolate and put it into his mouth. Peter grinned and leaned forward again, crushing his lips to Gabriel’s. Their tongues battled for possession of the chocolate, passing it back and forth, until it melted completely. Peter pulled back, panting slightly. He settled his body down on top of Gabriel’s, studying his face, “It feels so nice to be…”
“Touched again,” Peter finished for him. Gabriel nodded,
“Yeah.” Peter reached over the side of the couch, still focusing on Gabriel’s face. He grabbed another piece of candy and slipped it into his mouth. Gabriel chuckled and tilted his head up to meet Peter’s lips for the third time. Gabriel seemed desperate for more contact, because his hands, which had been resting on Peter’s hips, slipped beneath the other’s shirt and began slowly crawling up Peter’s torso. Peter moaned, momentarily losing control over the chocolate. Gabriel smirked against Peter, running his thumbs over Peter’s nipples. Peter gasped and squirmed, pulling back a bit from Gabriel,
“Now, did I agree to that?” Peter asked teasingly. However, Gabriel frowned, missing the humor, and withdrew his hands. Peter sighed, shaking his head and picked Gabriel’s hands and guiding them back to his chest, “I was kidding,” Peter said softly, kissing Gabriel’s neck. Peter smiled when the light returned back to Gabriel’s eyes. Peter closed his eyes, contented, when Gabriel continued petting him.
“There’s too much cloth here,” Gabriel said, voice hoarse with lust. Peter laughed, and began to undo the buttons on his shirt before Gabriel grabbed his hands, stilling them. “Let me do it,” he said and started finishing what Peter started. He slowly undid each button, tracing a finger down Peter’s chest as it was exposed. Peter bit his lip, frustrated with the lack of speed in Gabriel’s movements. He ground his crotch into Gabriel’s with a grunt, hoping it would speed Gabriel along. “Ah! Peter!” Gabriel yelped.
“Hurry up,” Peter said, grinding down again, for emphasis. Gabriel moaned and his fingers fumbled on Peter’s shirt buttons as he picked up his speed. Finally, he undid them all and Peter shrugged off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Immediately, Gabriel attached his mouth to Peter’s chest, sucking and licking at his skin. Peter was sure that he’d find hickeys there in the morning. “Gabe, oh God,” Peter moaned, “Stop, I need… I want to get rid of the rest of these clothes first,” Peter explained. Gabriel chuckled and let his head drop back down onto the arm of the couch, watching as Peter stood up and unbuttoned his pants. Aware that Gabriel’s eyes were on him, Peter decided to pay Gabriel back for the other’s earlier teasing. He slowly unzipped his pants, nearly purring as the motion sent vibrations down the length of his already hard cock. He smirked as he watched Gabriel squirm and undo his pants, probably in an attempt to relieve the pressure on his own erection. Peter hooked his thumbs into his pants waistband and slid them down, before doing the same with his boxers. Sighing in relief now that his rock hard member was free, Peter looked back towards Gabriel, who now had his shirt off, and grinned.
“God, Peter. You’re so beautiful,” Gabriel breathed. Peter laughed softly, not entirely taking Gabriel seriously. Gabriel lifted himself off the couch and dropped to his knees in front of Peter. “Please,” Gabriel whimpered, nudging at Peter’s dick.
“If you want,” Peter answered quietly. He felt like there was a tightened coil in his stomach. Without another word, Gabriel took Peter’s head into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the slit. “God!” Peter shouted, voice husky. It had been such a long time since anyone had serviced him. He had forgotten how fucking good it felt. Gabriel slipped his mouth further down Peter’s length, swirling his tongue around the shaft. “Jesus, Gabriel… feels so good. So good. Fuck,” Peter mumbled, bringing a hand up to entangle it in Gabriel’s hair, pushing the other man’s head down further. Gabriel made a guttural sound deep in his throat, sending wonderful tremors up Peter’s cock and causing him to yell out. Peter watched as Gabriel slipped his hand inside the opening of his pants and start rubbing himself through his boxers. “Gabe, stop. I don’t want to cum like this…” he said. Gabriel pulled off of Peter and looked at him quizzically.
“What do you mean?” he asked. Peter got down on his knees and leaned in close to Gabriel,
“I wanna fuck you,” he cooed. Gabriel shivered and nodded. Peter nuzzled and licked at Gabriel’s neck as he gently pushed the other down onto his back. Peter sat up, running his hands down Gabriel’s torso. He grabbed the waistband of Gabriel’s pants and pulled them down. Gabriel’s newly freed cock settled against his stomach, pre-cum dripping from its tip. Peter put his fingers in his mouth, coating them with spit, before pushing one into Gabriel’s entrance. Gabriel took a sudden intake of breath, gritting his teeth, though whether from pain or pleasure, Peter couldn’t tell. He pressed another finger into Gabriel and began searching for that certain spot. He knew he found it when Gabriel gave a shout and arched his back off the carpet, cock twitching gleefully. Peter smirked as he stroked Gabriel’s prostate a few more times, each time causing Gabriel’s length to pulsate and Gabriel to moan and whimper.
“Peter, please! I can’t take it much longer…” he finally said. Peter chuckled and removed his fingers from Gabriel and wrapping them around his own cock, giving it a few strokes to spread the pre-cum and provide some lubrication. He positioned himself and pushed inside Gabriel with a strangled groan.
“God, you’re tight…” Peter commented. Gabriel only moaned in answer. Peter started out at a slow pace, in order to keep from hurting Gabriel, but soon began to pick up speed; the snug, moist, heat driving him wild. When Peter felt that coil in his stomach begin to unravel, he knew he was close. Peter reached between Gabriel’s legs, stroking his cock. He leaned forward and kissed Gabriel’s forehead, feeling a surge of affection for the other,
“Cum for me,” he breathed in Gabriel’s ear. Gabriel whimpered and then shouted out, as he obliged Peter’s request, spilling his seed over his stomach and Peter’s hand. Gabriel clenched around Peter as he orgasmed, sending Peter over the edge as well. Peter cried out as he emptied himself into Gabriel, before pulling out with a shudder. Peter sat up, panting, and looked down at Gabriel, admiring his new lover’s post-coital appearance. Gabriel’s skin was flushed and slicked with sweat, his hair was mussed and his eyes were still blown with lust. “And you think I’m beautiful,” Peter said with a slight smile. Gabriel smiled back and reached up to grab Peter’s arm, pulling him down on top of himself. Peter sighed, contented. He ran his fingers through Gabriel’s hair, reveling in the afterglow. “We should eat chocolate more often.”
Author: chasepoke
Characters: Peter, Gabriel
Pairing: Peter/Gabriel
Spoilers: Slight spoilers for episodes from The Wall and beyond
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex
Summary: Peter's tendency to leap before looking puts him in an awkward position with Gabriel once again...
It had now been a week since Peter had locked lips with Gabriel in a failed attempt to mock him. That kiss had been all but forgotten now; the unspoken agreement between them had been to act as though it had never happened. It might have even been completely forgotten, if it weren’t for the fact that, sitting on Peter’s kitchen counter, was a bright pink box, shaped like a heart…
Now Gabriel had reappeared at Peter’s front door. This time, he didn’t bring any mocking jokes with him; he simply wanted to watch some TV with Peter. However, once he got settled in next to Peter on the couch, all he could watch, it seemed, was that damned box of chocolates. Peter was beginning to regret his leaving them there. Finally, Gabriel piped up. “You actually kept them?” he asked, briefly pointing at the box, as if Peter couldn’t immediately tell what he was talking about. Peter shrugged, slightly embarrassed.
“Yeah, well. I didn’t want to just throw out perfectly good chocolate,” Peter said. Honestly, he hadn’t given it much thought. After Gabriel left that Valentine’s Day, Peter didn’t know what to do with the chocolates, so he just left them there. Gabriel snorted quietly, amused.
“Have you eaten any?” Peter shook his head. Gabriel quirked an eyebrow,
“Then what’s the point of keeping them?” Peter got the feeling that he was being mocked… again.
“I just haven’t gotten around to it,” he said defensively. Gabriel smirked before getting up and retrieving the box of chocolates. He sat back down on the couch, facing Peter, and crossed his legs. He opened the box to reveal the assorted chocolates inside, taking one and popping it into his mouth,
“Mmm,” was his only comment. He held the box out to Peter. Peter chuckled slightly and took one for himself, just as Gabriel finished his first chocolate. He took another one and brought it to his mouth, but then stopped, eyeing Peter. A lazy grin spread across his face and he gave the chocolate a slow lick. Peter practically choked on his candy. He felt his face growing hot. He knew that Gabriel was just trying to get to him, but that didn’t stop it from working. Gabriel wrapped his lips around part of the chocolate and sucked on it, pulling it in and out of his mouth in an erotic show of consumption.
“Gabriel!” Peter gasped. Gabriel smirked,
“Hm?”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Peter asked, glaring. Gabriel pulled the chocolate out of his mouth and exhaled softly, the smirk slipping from his face,
“I want you, Peter,” he admitted. Peter swallowed hard,
“Huh?” he said weakly. Gabriel bit his lower lip, before speaking again,
“I need you. It had been so long since somebody… before a week ago, that is.” Peter sighed. He knew what Gabriel was talking about. Being completely alone for three years, and then in the company of only one other, less-than-friendly person for another three, hadn’t exactly allowed for the pleasure of physical human contact. It had been a long time for Peter, too, but he only had it half as bad as Gabriel.
“But… Gabe. I can’t just… We just can’t,” he protested. Gabriel looked crushed. He put his previously forgotten chocolate into his mouth and leaned back against the arm of the couch, defeated. Peter swallowed again. He tried to think about Nathan, but… how could he say no, when those normally warm, dark brown eyes now looked so pained. So, for the second time, Peter found his lips suddenly connecting with Gabriel’s. Gabriel gave a little mewl of surprise when Peter kissed him. Peter guessed it was because Gabriel hadn’t expected to be kissed at this point. Once he got over his initial shock, however, Gabriel sighed contentedly into the kiss, allowing Peter to slip his tongue inside the other man’s mouth. Gabriel still had the piece of candy in his mouth, but that didn’t last very long. Peter batted it into his own mouth with his tongue and sat up, smirking as he devoured his prize.
“Hey…” Gabriel said, pouting, though his eyes were still smiling. He took another chocolate and put it into his mouth. Peter grinned and leaned forward again, crushing his lips to Gabriel’s. Their tongues battled for possession of the chocolate, passing it back and forth, until it melted completely. Peter pulled back, panting slightly. He settled his body down on top of Gabriel’s, studying his face, “It feels so nice to be…”
“Touched again,” Peter finished for him. Gabriel nodded,
“Yeah.” Peter reached over the side of the couch, still focusing on Gabriel’s face. He grabbed another piece of candy and slipped it into his mouth. Gabriel chuckled and tilted his head up to meet Peter’s lips for the third time. Gabriel seemed desperate for more contact, because his hands, which had been resting on Peter’s hips, slipped beneath the other’s shirt and began slowly crawling up Peter’s torso. Peter moaned, momentarily losing control over the chocolate. Gabriel smirked against Peter, running his thumbs over Peter’s nipples. Peter gasped and squirmed, pulling back a bit from Gabriel,
“Now, did I agree to that?” Peter asked teasingly. However, Gabriel frowned, missing the humor, and withdrew his hands. Peter sighed, shaking his head and picked Gabriel’s hands and guiding them back to his chest, “I was kidding,” Peter said softly, kissing Gabriel’s neck. Peter smiled when the light returned back to Gabriel’s eyes. Peter closed his eyes, contented, when Gabriel continued petting him.
“There’s too much cloth here,” Gabriel said, voice hoarse with lust. Peter laughed, and began to undo the buttons on his shirt before Gabriel grabbed his hands, stilling them. “Let me do it,” he said and started finishing what Peter started. He slowly undid each button, tracing a finger down Peter’s chest as it was exposed. Peter bit his lip, frustrated with the lack of speed in Gabriel’s movements. He ground his crotch into Gabriel’s with a grunt, hoping it would speed Gabriel along. “Ah! Peter!” Gabriel yelped.
“Hurry up,” Peter said, grinding down again, for emphasis. Gabriel moaned and his fingers fumbled on Peter’s shirt buttons as he picked up his speed. Finally, he undid them all and Peter shrugged off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Immediately, Gabriel attached his mouth to Peter’s chest, sucking and licking at his skin. Peter was sure that he’d find hickeys there in the morning. “Gabe, oh God,” Peter moaned, “Stop, I need… I want to get rid of the rest of these clothes first,” Peter explained. Gabriel chuckled and let his head drop back down onto the arm of the couch, watching as Peter stood up and unbuttoned his pants. Aware that Gabriel’s eyes were on him, Peter decided to pay Gabriel back for the other’s earlier teasing. He slowly unzipped his pants, nearly purring as the motion sent vibrations down the length of his already hard cock. He smirked as he watched Gabriel squirm and undo his pants, probably in an attempt to relieve the pressure on his own erection. Peter hooked his thumbs into his pants waistband and slid them down, before doing the same with his boxers. Sighing in relief now that his rock hard member was free, Peter looked back towards Gabriel, who now had his shirt off, and grinned.
“God, Peter. You’re so beautiful,” Gabriel breathed. Peter laughed softly, not entirely taking Gabriel seriously. Gabriel lifted himself off the couch and dropped to his knees in front of Peter. “Please,” Gabriel whimpered, nudging at Peter’s dick.
“If you want,” Peter answered quietly. He felt like there was a tightened coil in his stomach. Without another word, Gabriel took Peter’s head into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the slit. “God!” Peter shouted, voice husky. It had been such a long time since anyone had serviced him. He had forgotten how fucking good it felt. Gabriel slipped his mouth further down Peter’s length, swirling his tongue around the shaft. “Jesus, Gabriel… feels so good. So good. Fuck,” Peter mumbled, bringing a hand up to entangle it in Gabriel’s hair, pushing the other man’s head down further. Gabriel made a guttural sound deep in his throat, sending wonderful tremors up Peter’s cock and causing him to yell out. Peter watched as Gabriel slipped his hand inside the opening of his pants and start rubbing himself through his boxers. “Gabe, stop. I don’t want to cum like this…” he said. Gabriel pulled off of Peter and looked at him quizzically.
“What do you mean?” he asked. Peter got down on his knees and leaned in close to Gabriel,
“I wanna fuck you,” he cooed. Gabriel shivered and nodded. Peter nuzzled and licked at Gabriel’s neck as he gently pushed the other down onto his back. Peter sat up, running his hands down Gabriel’s torso. He grabbed the waistband of Gabriel’s pants and pulled them down. Gabriel’s newly freed cock settled against his stomach, pre-cum dripping from its tip. Peter put his fingers in his mouth, coating them with spit, before pushing one into Gabriel’s entrance. Gabriel took a sudden intake of breath, gritting his teeth, though whether from pain or pleasure, Peter couldn’t tell. He pressed another finger into Gabriel and began searching for that certain spot. He knew he found it when Gabriel gave a shout and arched his back off the carpet, cock twitching gleefully. Peter smirked as he stroked Gabriel’s prostate a few more times, each time causing Gabriel’s length to pulsate and Gabriel to moan and whimper.
“Peter, please! I can’t take it much longer…” he finally said. Peter chuckled and removed his fingers from Gabriel and wrapping them around his own cock, giving it a few strokes to spread the pre-cum and provide some lubrication. He positioned himself and pushed inside Gabriel with a strangled groan.
“God, you’re tight…” Peter commented. Gabriel only moaned in answer. Peter started out at a slow pace, in order to keep from hurting Gabriel, but soon began to pick up speed; the snug, moist, heat driving him wild. When Peter felt that coil in his stomach begin to unravel, he knew he was close. Peter reached between Gabriel’s legs, stroking his cock. He leaned forward and kissed Gabriel’s forehead, feeling a surge of affection for the other,
“Cum for me,” he breathed in Gabriel’s ear. Gabriel whimpered and then shouted out, as he obliged Peter’s request, spilling his seed over his stomach and Peter’s hand. Gabriel clenched around Peter as he orgasmed, sending Peter over the edge as well. Peter cried out as he emptied himself into Gabriel, before pulling out with a shudder. Peter sat up, panting, and looked down at Gabriel, admiring his new lover’s post-coital appearance. Gabriel’s skin was flushed and slicked with sweat, his hair was mussed and his eyes were still blown with lust. “And you think I’m beautiful,” Peter said with a slight smile. Gabriel smiled back and reached up to grab Peter’s arm, pulling him down on top of himself. Peter sighed, contented. He ran his fingers through Gabriel’s hair, reveling in the afterglow. “We should eat chocolate more often.”