More than just a Guilty Pleasure (standalone)
Title: More than just A GUILTY PLEASURE (standalone)
Author: Michelle, me.
Pairing/band: [William and Gabe obviously] <~^^
Genre[s]: Romance,
Rating: Nc-17 *Winces* I'm not taking any chances. AT ALL.
Summary: William had always been Gabe's guilty pleasure.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN! FOR THE LOVE OF RYDEN, PLEASE DON'T SUE. :P *hides*
Warnings: GABILLIAM SHEXX. Repeated use of the word, "Fuck." Very little plot, I guess?
Beta: The lovely Steph ^^ who will probably steal fc..because no one else reads this. *pouts*
Author's Notes: Written when I didn't want to sleep, and was procrastinating on my entry for a writing competition..
More than just A GUILTY PLEASURE
(standalone)
Author: Mitchiemarie, Michelle.
Beta: Steph
Pairing: Gabilliam
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN.
A/N: Enjoy ^^
William had always been Gabe's guilty pleasure. Every time he would visit his favorite bar/strip-club, Electroshock, he would order about three shots of tequila, and he would end up sitting on one of the neon-blue stools, sipping away at his drink, waiting for something, or someone.
He loved the taste of the tequila they served. It was soo different from all the other bars. It tasted beautifully exotic, yet reminiscent of home. He loved the way it burned and soothed his throat at the same time. He was intoxicated by the very scent of it.
After Gabe had finished his three shots of tequila, he would look at the clock, waiting for midnight. It never failed. At exactly midnight, when the clock struck, there was William Beckett, looking glorious and glamorous.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite stripper," Gabe smirked, beckoning William closer.
"If it isn't my favorite customer," William laughed, straddling Gabe on the bar stool.
"So, how was work?" Gabe asked, attempting to make small talk. For them the night was young and the air was alive with booze, sex, sweat, and glitter.
"Work was work, I don't enjoy it as much as I do with you, baby," William purred, stroking Gabe's arm. "Aww, I love you too, Bilvy," Gabe smirked, and kissed William's forehead.
The neon lighting cast an odd pseudo-angelic glow over William. 'He would look like a very hot demon if the lighting was red,' Gabe thought. All of a sudden William shifted on Gabe's lap and smirked mischievously.
"Come on Gabey-Baby. Let's go to our special room," He whispered in Gabe's ear. Gabe shivered and nodded, following William towards the back of the cabaret.
After losing William about three times, and mauling two people on the way, Gabe found William in one of the VIP rooms. William is spread on the huge neon-green bed, and the moonlight filtering through the open window making him look so surreal. His long brown hair spread around him as he lays back. His face and body glitter looked so appealing to Gabe that his mouth went dry at the sight of him. Gabe closed the door behind him and sat on the bed next to William.
"Bilvy?" He asks softly, giggling at the nickname.
"Yes, Gabanti?" William looks up at Gabe through his long, dark lashes, seducing him unwittingly.
"You look really beautiful, baby," Gabe whispers, carding his fingers through William's soft hair.
"Aww, gee thanks Gabe, you look so hot like this," William blushed, hiding his face in Gabe's shoulder. Gabe took that opportunity to straddle him and sprinkle William's face with kisses.
William squealed and giggled, apparently not used to being treated so gently.
"I'm going to make you feel soo good, Bill. I'm going to make love to you. The right way," William moaned in response.
Gabe snaked his hands along William's lanky body. He tried to memorize all the curves, the dips, the bumps, the everything of William's feminine frame. He could feel William's arousal through the silky sheets that they were clad under. He could feel all the shudders of pleasure that William was feeling as he licked, teased and kissed every inch of Will's long, sleek torso.
He pleasured every part of his part-time lover, from his collarbones, to his slim hips. Even after that, he bit, tasted and tried to keep in his memory the scent, the feel, the taste, the way William writhed under him. The way he whispered Gabe's name feverishly when he felt overwhelmed by the intense feeling of the beginning his climax.
The air was charged with passion and with love.
"Gabe!!" William moaned loudly, clutching his paramour like he would die otherwise.
"William, scream my name baby... Show me how good I make you feel," Gabe groaned, hardening even further at the way William's face contorted into an expression of extreme ecstasy.
"Gabe! Please, Gabe. I need you!" William shrieked his body spasming when Gabe started stretching him.
"What do you need me to do, William Eugene Beckett?" Gabe smirked while shoving in another finger and wiggling them deeper inside William, brushing against his prostate and making William scream bloody murder.
"Oh! Fuck, Gabe! Please! Please, I need you in me," William screamed, the sound, though slightly slutty, making Gabe cry out in pleasure.
"Anything for you baby. Anything," Gabe promised, flipping them over, so that he was on top. He fumbled for a bit until he found a condom in one of the pockets of William's skinny jeans that had ended up at the foot of the bed. After putting it on and using spit as a lubricant, just because he didn't want to hurt him. He entered William slowly, so that he could adjust to the intrusion. William actually didn't seem too bothered by the pain. Instead, he dug his nails into Gabe's arms and kept making those mewling sounds that he knew were driving Gabe wild.
"Fuck! Gabe! Faster!" William sighed, the sweat beading up on his flat stomach and the heat becoming almost unbearable. Gabe listened to Will's heartbeat, speeding up his pace and aiding in William's climb.
"Oh, fuck! S-so good! So close, Gabe!" were the only words William could utter. Gabe captured William's mouth in a heated kiss that swallowed both of their moans. That kiss was what William needed to push him over the edge. He came, under the sheets, with Gabe on top of him, whimpering Gabe's name.
Gabe quickly followed, with his own cry of "Bilvy!” After their bodies had stopped twitching from the orgasm, they both collapsed on each other, exhausted. They just lay there for a while, bodies like ribbons, twined and snaking around each other. There they uttered soft spoken promises of 'I love you', and 'You are my world, my everything'. They fell asleep with their arms wrapped around each other, drinking in the feel of having someone to sleep with.
Gabe woke up the next morning, with the sunlight flitting through the windows and blinding his eyes. He looked around for William and felt his heart break when the other is nowhere in sight. That, however is quickly remedied when he found a piece of William's stationary on his side of the bed.
Written in purple ink were the words,
Gabe,
Te amo.
Espera me, esta noche.
xoxo,William, tu corazon.
Those words, written in William's handwriting made Gabe's heart soar. He smiled broadly; he was more than glad that William wasn't just his guilty pleasure anymore. He was his everything now.
FIN