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Title: Girlfriend. Part 4.
Characters: Gabriel/Eden.
Rating: NC-17.
Word count: 1,753
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: AU. Eden is a callgirl in this fic and Gabriel her "client"
Note: Fight, smut and then creepy.
Parts: 1, 2 , 3, 4, 5
He sits in the dark room, the blinds drawn and slatted and waits for her to come home. She was late , hours late and he had been patiently waiting. It wasn’t like this hadn’t happened before, when she would crawl in next to him with whispered apologies. And he had taken it on the chin, like he always does with everything.
But he had set out some requests and she had been following them. She wasn’t to do that anymore, shouldn’t do it if she truly felt anything for him. And for the past few weeks she had been following thoroughly, always there when he got back with a smile.
She was a liar.
He stares at the small black book in his hands so hard he doesn’t hear the door opening and the click of her heels against the floor. But when the book is ripped from his hands his head jerks up.
“Were you looking through this again?” She flicks it in her hand and he lets his eyes travel over her. She’s wearing a black skirt, elegant, simple and a silky blouse. But there’s something new. “Gabriel?!”
His eyes move up to her face and he suddenly stands which makes her take an unwitting step back. His breathing whooshes out of his nose and his jaw aches as she straightens herself up. She was small but she was brassy. And gold; his eyes lock on to her throat, which had been bare when she left but now is adorned with a pendant, diamond twinkling against her pale skin. Her eyes widen and her hand moves to touch it but he grabs her suddenly, trapping her wrist.
“Who gave you that?” his voice is low and hurt, but he’s angry, feeling it bubble in him.
Her mouth purses and she tugs back, looking at him with surprised. “What’s got into you?”
“Tell me!” His voice barks and she jumps.
“No one Gabriel! It’s just a gift. I’m not even going to keep it, I need the money Gabriel!” She adds quickly as his face scowls.
“You don’t need to do that Sarah! I told you not to, I can give you what you want!”
She shakes her head, sad. “No Gabriel you can’t. I love you and I’m not taking your money Gabriel.” She moves closer to him, hand stroking his chest as she stares into his eyes. “But I’m in debt, I need to make a certain amount of money in a very limited time frame. I don’t want to Gabriel, I have to.”
“My money isn’t good enough?”
“No Gabriel! For god’s sake…” She sighs and looks down at the address book and he pulls it out of her hand sharply.
“You’ve been lying to me! You’ve been seeing men behind my back!” His eyes swim in pain and she bites the inside of her cheek.
“I’m sorry I’ve hurt you, I really am. But I have to do this.” She looks down at her feet and her voice becomes guttural with unshed tears. “I knew this would happen, I don’t know why I stay here.”
“What?” His breath catches in his throat and he moves closer. “What did you say?”
Her face rises and the tears wink in the dim light. “You’ll grow to hate me, you can’t even take the thought of stupid gifts so anything else I might do you will-” She’s cut off suddenly when he roughly pulls her towards him, face livid.
“Anything else! Anything else!”
Shifting gears she became just as angry, flaring up. “I’m a whore Gabriel! You think I haven’t done all sorts of shit to pull myself through? It’s ten thousand to just let some man stick it and -”
But she never finishes as he grabs her, hooks his fingers around the chain and violently rips it from her throat. Eden shouts out and stumbles back away from him with a fearful expression. His face is red and his hair stands on end, chest heaving as he throws the pendant to the floor with disgust and her face flashes.
“You - I can’t believe you did that! Do you have any idea how much I could have got for that?!”
“I don’t care!”
“You should! If you cared about me you wouldn’t be doing this!” She shakes her hands at him as she speaks, puncturing her words. His face goes slack, dumbfounded.
“You’re accusing me of not caring?! You want to sleep with other men!”
“NO I DON’T!” She slaps him hard across the face, shaking with rage and his eyes grow huge behind his glasses before he catches her against him and she struggles, fighting him off. His hand fists the back of her head and he crashes his mouth down against hers, his breathing rate violently fast. She pushes against his chest and they stumble back together but he doesn’t let her go, tongue forcing it’s way pass her teeth to ravage her mouth and she moans, shaking her head as he grasps it between his hands. Her hands tug and pull at his hair as she beings to kiss him back, tentatively at first but then with a passionate fervency.
Anger still courses through them as they begin to grope at each other, his hands moving down to her blouse and he rips the buttons in his haste which only seems to drive her even more impassioned as she breaks from the kiss to bite his lip. He growls and rips in fully off her and she pulls his glasses off and they kiss hard again as he shoves his hands under her skirt, moving up to cup her behind before his fingers delved into her knickers, moving down to her wetness and then inside her. Eden gasps, squeezing around his fingers but he pulls them out, teasing her. The back of her shins hit the chair and he pushes her down, pulling her legs apart as he drops to his knees. She moans as he pulls her panties off roughly and she spreads herself wider, biting her lip as he stares between her legs and then lowers his mouth to her. She jerks and gasps as his tongue lathers her clit and begins to lick her hard and fast, whirling and sucking and she twists tighter inside, her orgasm approaching. “Oh god, uh god don’t stop. So fucking - uh…uh Gabriel!” She screams out his name as she begins to buck, her hands fierce in his hair as she reaches the edge and crashes over. She groans, mewing lightly as he moves away but he doesn’t stop, fingers fumbling to get his pants undone. Finally her thighs are ringed with his hands as he leans over her and his cock plunges into her hard, teeth bared.
“Uh, Gabriel.” She sits in the chair in an awkward position as he pushes her knees against her chest, her hands pulling at his hair as he pulls out and then in again with a grunt, his hands on her hips. Eden arches her neck “Yes, yes… Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” He’s still flush, eyes still fierce as he sets up a pounding rhythm, grunting and growling against her lips, then her breast as he tongues and sucks her nipples. “Harder, harder, don’t hold back.” She clenches around his shaft and he moans her name, tugging her down on the floor and throws her legs over his shoulders as his cock thrusts, every inch into her harder and harder, hands pushing against her bottom until he’s crying out, stiffing over her and she feels him come.
He lowers her legs down and pulls out of her, collapsing by her side on the floor, panting. He looks at her and sees that she has her hand over her eyes, her mouth trembling. He cups her face and makes her look at him. “I’ll make everything better but you’ve got to stay with me.”
She turns to him, pushing her body against his and nods, smiling sadly. “I know, I know you want to help me. I wish you could.”
“I can, I don’t care about the money, I’d put my shop up for sale for you.” He stares at her earnestly, the feverish energy in him not quite sated.
She brushes his cheek. “I know you would but that’s not going to happen. How would you support yourself?” He doesn’t answer, just shrugs. Eden smiles sadly again and pulls him into her arms. “Listen. I have to get this money. You see I - I… years ago I stole from the wrong person. I had a shitty life, shitty income and couldn’t pay it back. But then I got into this and worked out a plan with this person: I would work as a call girl until I had the money and he would leave me alone.”
“How much? Who?”
She shakes her head. “It doesn’t matter. I have most of it but -” She pauses, looking guilty. “But all the time I’ve spent with you I haven’t been making enough.” She cups his face. “I never wanted to have sex for money and I wouldn’t have but now I have no choice. I love you Gabriel and I’m sorry that I’ve brought my troubles into your life.”
“You haven’t, you haven’t.” He leans forward and kisses her softly, restrained and shaking.
“You won’t hate me?” She stares at him hopefully and a shiver passes through him but he traps it, hides the feeling away.
“I love you.” She smiles in relief, kissing him and he gets to his knees, drawing her up with him. He picks her up in his arms and moves to the bedroom.
He did love her, loved her so much that what he did was for the best. He was protecting her, keeping away from those disgusting men. She loved him, admitted it, and he would do anything to keep that.
He waits until she is deeply asleep before carrying her into the other room, careful not to wake her as he lays her down on his old twin bed. He grimaces as he looks at the dusty, grimy room surrounding her but swallowed the discomfort down. He kisses her mouth before stepping away.
He locks the door and then shuts the mirrors on them softly. His breath fogs the glass as he presses his forehead to it, waiting for her to wake on the other side.
He was doing the right thing.
Characters: Gabriel/Eden.
Rating: NC-17.
Word count: 1,753
Disclaimer: Do not own.
Summery: AU. Eden is a callgirl in this fic and Gabriel her "client"
Note: Fight, smut and then creepy.
Parts: 1, 2 , 3, 4, 5
He sits in the dark room, the blinds drawn and slatted and waits for her to come home. She was late , hours late and he had been patiently waiting. It wasn’t like this hadn’t happened before, when she would crawl in next to him with whispered apologies. And he had taken it on the chin, like he always does with everything.
But he had set out some requests and she had been following them. She wasn’t to do that anymore, shouldn’t do it if she truly felt anything for him. And for the past few weeks she had been following thoroughly, always there when he got back with a smile.
She was a liar.
He stares at the small black book in his hands so hard he doesn’t hear the door opening and the click of her heels against the floor. But when the book is ripped from his hands his head jerks up.
“Were you looking through this again?” She flicks it in her hand and he lets his eyes travel over her. She’s wearing a black skirt, elegant, simple and a silky blouse. But there’s something new. “Gabriel?!”
His eyes move up to her face and he suddenly stands which makes her take an unwitting step back. His breathing whooshes out of his nose and his jaw aches as she straightens herself up. She was small but she was brassy. And gold; his eyes lock on to her throat, which had been bare when she left but now is adorned with a pendant, diamond twinkling against her pale skin. Her eyes widen and her hand moves to touch it but he grabs her suddenly, trapping her wrist.
“Who gave you that?” his voice is low and hurt, but he’s angry, feeling it bubble in him.
Her mouth purses and she tugs back, looking at him with surprised. “What’s got into you?”
“Tell me!” His voice barks and she jumps.
“No one Gabriel! It’s just a gift. I’m not even going to keep it, I need the money Gabriel!” She adds quickly as his face scowls.
“You don’t need to do that Sarah! I told you not to, I can give you what you want!”
She shakes her head, sad. “No Gabriel you can’t. I love you and I’m not taking your money Gabriel.” She moves closer to him, hand stroking his chest as she stares into his eyes. “But I’m in debt, I need to make a certain amount of money in a very limited time frame. I don’t want to Gabriel, I have to.”
“My money isn’t good enough?”
“No Gabriel! For god’s sake…” She sighs and looks down at the address book and he pulls it out of her hand sharply.
“You’ve been lying to me! You’ve been seeing men behind my back!” His eyes swim in pain and she bites the inside of her cheek.
“I’m sorry I’ve hurt you, I really am. But I have to do this.” She looks down at her feet and her voice becomes guttural with unshed tears. “I knew this would happen, I don’t know why I stay here.”
“What?” His breath catches in his throat and he moves closer. “What did you say?”
Her face rises and the tears wink in the dim light. “You’ll grow to hate me, you can’t even take the thought of stupid gifts so anything else I might do you will-” She’s cut off suddenly when he roughly pulls her towards him, face livid.
“Anything else! Anything else!”
Shifting gears she became just as angry, flaring up. “I’m a whore Gabriel! You think I haven’t done all sorts of shit to pull myself through? It’s ten thousand to just let some man stick it and -”
But she never finishes as he grabs her, hooks his fingers around the chain and violently rips it from her throat. Eden shouts out and stumbles back away from him with a fearful expression. His face is red and his hair stands on end, chest heaving as he throws the pendant to the floor with disgust and her face flashes.
“You - I can’t believe you did that! Do you have any idea how much I could have got for that?!”
“I don’t care!”
“You should! If you cared about me you wouldn’t be doing this!” She shakes her hands at him as she speaks, puncturing her words. His face goes slack, dumbfounded.
“You’re accusing me of not caring?! You want to sleep with other men!”
“NO I DON’T!” She slaps him hard across the face, shaking with rage and his eyes grow huge behind his glasses before he catches her against him and she struggles, fighting him off. His hand fists the back of her head and he crashes his mouth down against hers, his breathing rate violently fast. She pushes against his chest and they stumble back together but he doesn’t let her go, tongue forcing it’s way pass her teeth to ravage her mouth and she moans, shaking her head as he grasps it between his hands. Her hands tug and pull at his hair as she beings to kiss him back, tentatively at first but then with a passionate fervency.
Anger still courses through them as they begin to grope at each other, his hands moving down to her blouse and he rips the buttons in his haste which only seems to drive her even more impassioned as she breaks from the kiss to bite his lip. He growls and rips in fully off her and she pulls his glasses off and they kiss hard again as he shoves his hands under her skirt, moving up to cup her behind before his fingers delved into her knickers, moving down to her wetness and then inside her. Eden gasps, squeezing around his fingers but he pulls them out, teasing her. The back of her shins hit the chair and he pushes her down, pulling her legs apart as he drops to his knees. She moans as he pulls her panties off roughly and she spreads herself wider, biting her lip as he stares between her legs and then lowers his mouth to her. She jerks and gasps as his tongue lathers her clit and begins to lick her hard and fast, whirling and sucking and she twists tighter inside, her orgasm approaching. “Oh god, uh god don’t stop. So fucking - uh…uh Gabriel!” She screams out his name as she begins to buck, her hands fierce in his hair as she reaches the edge and crashes over. She groans, mewing lightly as he moves away but he doesn’t stop, fingers fumbling to get his pants undone. Finally her thighs are ringed with his hands as he leans over her and his cock plunges into her hard, teeth bared.
“Uh, Gabriel.” She sits in the chair in an awkward position as he pushes her knees against her chest, her hands pulling at his hair as he pulls out and then in again with a grunt, his hands on her hips. Eden arches her neck “Yes, yes… Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” He’s still flush, eyes still fierce as he sets up a pounding rhythm, grunting and growling against her lips, then her breast as he tongues and sucks her nipples. “Harder, harder, don’t hold back.” She clenches around his shaft and he moans her name, tugging her down on the floor and throws her legs over his shoulders as his cock thrusts, every inch into her harder and harder, hands pushing against her bottom until he’s crying out, stiffing over her and she feels him come.
He lowers her legs down and pulls out of her, collapsing by her side on the floor, panting. He looks at her and sees that she has her hand over her eyes, her mouth trembling. He cups her face and makes her look at him. “I’ll make everything better but you’ve got to stay with me.”
She turns to him, pushing her body against his and nods, smiling sadly. “I know, I know you want to help me. I wish you could.”
“I can, I don’t care about the money, I’d put my shop up for sale for you.” He stares at her earnestly, the feverish energy in him not quite sated.
She brushes his cheek. “I know you would but that’s not going to happen. How would you support yourself?” He doesn’t answer, just shrugs. Eden smiles sadly again and pulls him into her arms. “Listen. I have to get this money. You see I - I… years ago I stole from the wrong person. I had a shitty life, shitty income and couldn’t pay it back. But then I got into this and worked out a plan with this person: I would work as a call girl until I had the money and he would leave me alone.”
“How much? Who?”
She shakes her head. “It doesn’t matter. I have most of it but -” She pauses, looking guilty. “But all the time I’ve spent with you I haven’t been making enough.” She cups his face. “I never wanted to have sex for money and I wouldn’t have but now I have no choice. I love you Gabriel and I’m sorry that I’ve brought my troubles into your life.”
“You haven’t, you haven’t.” He leans forward and kisses her softly, restrained and shaking.
“You won’t hate me?” She stares at him hopefully and a shiver passes through him but he traps it, hides the feeling away.
“I love you.” She smiles in relief, kissing him and he gets to his knees, drawing her up with him. He picks her up in his arms and moves to the bedroom.
He did love her, loved her so much that what he did was for the best. He was protecting her, keeping away from those disgusting men. She loved him, admitted it, and he would do anything to keep that.
He waits until she is deeply asleep before carrying her into the other room, careful not to wake her as he lays her down on his old twin bed. He grimaces as he looks at the dusty, grimy room surrounding her but swallowed the discomfort down. He kisses her mouth before stepping away.
He locks the door and then shuts the mirrors on them softly. His breath fogs the glass as he presses his forehead to it, waiting for her to wake on the other side.
He was doing the right thing.