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[low_key_angel]

A wealthy businessman, Gabriel loves people. He’s a good talker, which is why negotiations were his strongest suit. Flying from city to city, he makes a considerably good living facilitating business mergers, contract deals, whatever it took. His colleagues nicknamed him the Messenger, because he always excelled at getting his point across,

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[second_son83]

Since Gabriel voiced his happines with the speed Sam was at, he kept that pace, bending his head into the crook of Gabriel's neck as he moaned softly. "You feel so good, Gabe," he muttered into the sweat slicked skin.

The slow drag of Gabriel's inner walls pullig at his cock was slowly driving him insane, his breath hitching every ao often as his body begged to pick up the pace. But Gabe hadn't asked for anything more at the moment and he didn't want to upset his client during their first encounter.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel whines softy at the slow drag of Sam's body against his. "C'mon Sammy. I can take more," he groans. His knees rise to frame Sam's hips as the escort still moves slowly over him, into him. Tipping his head back, he kisses along his skin, tasting him. "God. God you feel so good."

"More. Please more.." Fingers tight in his shoulders, he can't help but cling as Sam thrusts into him.

[second_son83]

Sam grinned at the use of 'Sammy'. Nobody called him that except his brother and he really didn't wantmto think about his brother when he was balls deep in a man. So he pushed that thought far from his mind and focused on what Gabriel asked for.

"Since you asked so nicely," he said with a smirk. So, with a deep kiss, Sam started up a quick pace, panting into Gabriel's sweat dampened skin. "Fuck, you feel so amazing, Gabe."

[low_key_angel]

The quicker pace was exactly what he needed and Gabriel groaned, fingers clutching at his back as he began to move faster, filling him. "God yes.. Sam.. fuck like that.." the sound of their bodies coming together faster, the snap of Sam's hips against his as he bottomed out. Sounds and breath that were only incoherent groans of pleasure and want. "Feel so good. C'mon.. show me.. give me everything you've got."

[second_son83]

Sam loved those fucking noises and they just spurred him onward, leaning on one hand to reach between their bodies to stroke Gabriel. Giving his client the most pleasure physically possible was his main goal. He attached his lips to Gabriel's neck, nipping gently at the skin there.

He kept his hips at a quick pace, deep, long strokes into the smaller man beneath him. But just to mix things up a bit, Sam hooked one of Gabe's legs over the crook of his arm, pushing deeper and harder, his breath coming out in gasps. "Fuck, that's good," he moaned into Gabe's neck.

[low_key_angel]

The moment Sam's fingers closed around him, Gabriel cried out, clinging to Sam's back, burying his face in his broad chest as he thrust into him, their bodies clapping together in a quickening pace. Hiking his leg up sent sparks up his spine as Sam hit the right spot, thrusting harder and faster into him.

"God.. Sam.."

It was exactly what he needed. Sam over him, pushing him into the bed, until there was no thought, no second guessing, nothing but the warmth of two bodies coming together.

[second_son83]

Sam loved when a man wasn't afriad of what he wanted, of makig noise during sex, of clinging to another man. Yeah, Sam would clear his schedule at any given moment to come back to this client. He just wasn't gonna say that out loud. Might make him sound too eager.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh was damn near orgasmic just to itself. Fuck, he loved this. He hoped Gabriel's still spent dick wasn't too tired cause Sam wasn't about to stop until he got a second orgasm out of him. "You sound amazing, Gabe. Love all the noises you make," he all but whimpered into Gabriel's ear.

He continued that fast pace, biting his lower lip to fight off his own release. He tried to calm his breathing and focus on stroking his client to full hardness before he blew his brains out.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel was a talker. In everything. So it was only natural that when it came to sex, he was vocal. Clinging to Sam, broken sounds of want slipping free as those long fingers worked him erect again. Every thrust sent shivers up his spine and heat coiling low and insistent in his belly, promising another incredible release as Sam expertly works him, whispering in his ear as he thrust into him, quick and hard and fucking perfect.

He could get used to this. Dangerously addicted to the low grate of Sam's voice in his ear, the way he filled him up, his body blanketing him.

"Fuck Sam.. gonna make me go again.."

[second_son83]

Good thing Sam loved itmwhen his men were vocal... meant they matched him.

"Good," he moaned, teeth nibbling at Gabriel's neck. "I want you to. I want you to so bad. I wanna see how much you love this. How much you love me inside you."

His hips kept that fast pace, hand matching it as his wrist twisted at the end to mix it up a little. He wanted his client to feel fucking amazing and enjoy him. Hard worker needed a little break, a little off time didn't he? Sam was on the edge as he fucked into Gabe harder. "Fuck, I want you."

[low_key_angel]

"Love it Sam.. fucking love it.." He could have this every night, even if it meant paying, to let himself believe for at least a few heated moments that he was really wanted, desired. Gabriel started to twitch in Sam's hand.

"Ohfuck.. Sam.. god you're so good.."

The air between them is scorched, he can barely drag in a breath as he gets closer, his entire body promising delicious release, coiling tight in his body until it finally snaps and he chokes back a scream as he comes hard around him, wet heat between their bodies.

[second_son83]

For more than a few seconds there, Gabriel really was desired. Few clients would let themselves go to this degree, screaming for him. He loved it. "That's it, Gabe. Come on, baby. Fucking love that."

Sam kept his hand moving as Gabriel finally fell blissfully over the edge, wanting to drag this out for him as long as possible. But the rubber band inside him was drawn too tight to keep his hips going at that fast pace for too much longer and it snapped, causing Sam's hips to studder as his orgasm punched into him.

His whole body tensed, his face only showed extreme pleasure as his client's body constricted around him, crying out his client's name into the space between Gabriel's neck and the pillow. He rarely did that, but this was special. This was amazing. He never got off half as hard most of the time when he was with his normal clients.

[low_key_angel]

The euphoira is wonderful. Freeing. And all Gabriel can do is cling to Sam as he shudders over him before falling still. Sure he's heavy as hell, but he's comfortable and Gabriel likes the weight on him.

"Mmh," Gabriel kissed his ear, his voice a low purr. "Pretty sure I could sleep for a week after that."

[second_son83]

Sam didn't mean to put his weight on Gabriel. He was leaning on one arm while the other was slowly coming to a stop from stroking his client to completion.

"Yeah," he panted, leaning back at a snail's pace to pull out and remove his filled condom. "Me too."

Holy shit. Yeah, it was these clients that made him remember why he was in this line of work. It took him a few seconds to catch his breath, after pulling out, Sam stood to go to the bathroom to clean himself up and on his way back he brought back a warm wet cloth to wipe down Gabriel's sticky situation. Nobody likes sleeping with that all over you.

[low_key_angel]

He groaned softly as Sam pulls out, still loose limbed and relaxed after being so thoroughly fucked out. He turned his head to watch Sam move into the bathroom and grinned lazily as he heard the water run.

Good thinking. God, he was going to try and hire him more often when he could.

Taking the warm towel, he cleaned himself off before setting it on the table. "Mmh. Think we can order room service later if you're hungry."

What he wanted right now was to wrap around Sam and fall asleep got a few wonderful hours.

[second_son83]

"Sure,"Sam agreed as he slipped back into bed with his client, pulling the blankets along with him to lay over them. Sam thought Gabriel looked like he needed a little break, maybe a nap. "Sounds good to me."

Hell, a nap sounded good to Sam too. Get his energy back so he could pull Gabriel into the shower with him before their room service got there.

[low_key_angel]

He doesn't even ask. Gabriel simply rolls on his side and tucks in close against Sam with another huge yawn. The blankets were warm and soft and Sam was .. perfect. Exactly what he needed. A solid, safe presence in bed, enough for him to be able to finally shut his eyes and let his overactive mind shut down for a few badly needed hours of rest.