Perfect

Perfect

~ Chapter 9 ~

Flashback Gabriel's POV

"Yo-your pregnant," I stammered.

"Nothing gets past you." Derek muttered sarcastically pulling the blanket back onto Elaine.

"Oh God!" Elaine moaned, clutching her stomach.

"What's wrong? Is it the baby?" Derek questioned urgently.

She took his hand and placed it onto her protruding stomach, "He's going to be a soccer player I swear, he's kicking like crazy."

"Tha-t hurts?" I asked.

"No." Elaine replied smiling slightly, "It just feels odd." She waved me toward her. "Come here and feel."

Cautiously I moved to her, and placed my hand on her stomach. At first I felt nothing, but then a soft fluttering movement caught my attention.

"That so cool." I whispered in awe.

"It is sometimes, but he can get rowdy and that's hell on my back."

"Do you want some water, honey?" Derek asked.

"No, I'm fine." She replied, giving him a small kiss on the chin.

"Are you sure? Maybe we should go to the doctor tomorrow for a check up?" He asked.

"You know we can't do that, we don't have enough money." She scolded.

"I can use my credit card..."

"Derek, we've been through this before. If your family found out they'll tell my parents."

He hissed a frustrated breath. "I'm so sick of this. We're never going to have any peace."

The room went quiet, while I stood there not sure what to say or do.

"How far along are you?"

"8 months."

"Does your parents know you're pregnant?" I cautiously asked.

"No," Elaine whispered. "They never will either, if I have my way."

"Why?"

"Because their assholes." Derek snapped.

"I sorry I didn't mean..."

"It's ok." Elaine interrupted. "They didn't want me going out with Derek."

"They kicked you out for that?"

"No," She murmured. "They wanted me to be demure like the other Georgia girls but I've always been rebellious, I never wore dresses or had tea parties instead I climbed trees and got into fights." She turned her head to look at Derek, her eyes shining with love. "When I started dated Derek they seemed to approve but my family is poor and Derek's rich family had bigger plans for him than marrying trailer trash."

"You're not trailer trash." Derek growled.

"I know sweetie," she placated. "Anyway, they paid my family to move, I don't know how much but it was enough to buy a huge house. I of course I had to stay away from Derek."

"I couldn't do that, I wasn't going to let anyone dictate my life for me." Derek interrupted. "So I followed her when she moved, I convince Elaine to ran away. For a few months we lived off money my grandmother left me. I thought they would never find us in New Orleans." He snorted. "They did eventually, froze all my money, and put in a new clause that I have to 18 to access it. Then they sent me here to get me away from Elaine."

Elaine laughed bitterly. "I was pregnant by then. I couldn't tell my family, so I ran away again. I found out where Derek was and sold all the jewelry I had that was worth anything to buy a ticket for a boat trip here."

I sat down, taking in the story.

"I had been trying to get in contact with her but I couldn't even use the phone or a write letter or email without the presence of a faculty member." Derek said.

"The trip was horrible, especially with morning sickness. I threw up the whole way here. I thought I was going to die. When I got here, I found the school but had no way of getting into the compound. I had spent all my money, and I had no where else to go. So I stayed outside the gates, hiding in the brushes, until the guard took a bathroom break, I slipped in and hid in a wood shed. I eventually found Derek; we didn't know what we were going to do. We're only 17 years old; we had no money and I couldn't risk being found. I know my parents would either make me have an abortion or give the baby up for adoption." She touched her stomach lovingly.

"How did you end up here?" I asked.

"Sheer dump luck," Derek said. "I want to be an architect and I was looking at old plans of the library when I saw that there was a room that had been forgotten after the remodeling. I found it and decided it was the best place for Elaine to stay until I turn 18 and can control my money."

"And no one knows you're here?" I asked.

"Not until now." Elaine said.

"But why? Why risk telling me?"

"Because your lonely."

I was stunned, how could she know? Was it written on my face? I always thought I hide my feelings well. "What?"

"You're the first person to get left behind on a Holiday, forgotten like us. I wanted you to know you weren't alone, that you could have people that could care about you."

"Ho-w do you know that I have no one cares about me?" I asked defensively.

"You here aren't you." Derek said.

"Stop." Elaine glared at her lover. "We've been watching you since you got here. You keep to yourself, hardly get any phone calls."

"So that can mean my family is busy."

"I'm not trying to offend you." She said softly. "I just thought you would like to have Thanksgiving with us."

Her quiet words made me ashamed of my behavior. She was trying to invite me into her family and I was acting obnoxious. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"I just...I'm just not use to them not wanting me around yet." I said, my heart breaking a little.

"What happened?" Elaine asked, reaching out to grab my hand in hers, squeezing gently.

"I can't." I said, suddenly horrified. If my mom and Doug reacted so badly to my secret, how would they react? I would lose the only friendship I could have before it began.

"We won't judge you." Elaine reassured.

"Yes you will." I said, struggling to pull my hand from her grasp.

"No, we won't." Derek said.

I looked at him, his eyes were gentle, reasurring. I found myself telling them everything, about my Mom, Connor. As I finished I saw that Elaine was crying.

"You're going to be okay." She said, kissing my fingers. "You have us now."

Derek nodded his agreement.

For the first time in a long time I felt some thing I thought I'd lost forever: hope. Hope for a happy future.

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Present Day- Connor's POV

He led me up the stairs to my bedroom. At first I didn't recognize the room with its oak slay bed, and rich red walls, because he mesmerized me.

We said nothing to each other as Gabriel took me by the hand and led me to the huge black windows over looking the city lights, the stars spread out before us like diamonds tossed on black velvet.

"What are you doing?"

Gabriel smiled down at me. "We're going to finish what we started."

I stared into his eyes, bright with reflected light and intense desire. "I don't think..." I began.

He put his hand on my mouth. "Good," he said. "Don't think. I want you to close your eyes and forget about everything but my mouth on yours." His hands were sliding up under my shirt, cool on my bare back. He sighed, a sound of pure animal longing, as he reached my shoulder blades and pressed me against the wall, fitting his body against mine. I bought my hands up to put room between us but he caught my wrist, holding my arms above my head as he looked in my eyes.

"We shouldn't do this." I gasped out.

His smile was slow, impossibly sexy. "I'll change your mind." Still holding my wrist, he leaned forward and kissed my mouth with slow, exquisite care. For a moment I was merely a stunned appreciative audience. The man knew how to kiss. He knew how to entice, tempt, and soothe with the utter cleverness of his mouth, his lips, his tongue, his teeth.

He bit my lower lip, gently. "Kiss me back," he said against my mouth.

"I'm admiring your artistry," I whispered.

"I've had lots of practice." Then his lips came down on mine again, all hot, all wet. My hands somehow ended up around his neck, my fingers entwined in his long hair. I kissed him, clumsily, and he made a low, growling noise in the back of his throat.

The sound nearly made me cum.

He must have known. He slid his hands down and caught my hips, lifting me almost effortlessly, pulling my legs around his waist. He was completely aroused, big and hard, he rocked against me, slowly, insidiously, holding me trapped between the hard wall and his body.

"I haven't," I mumbled.

That caught his attention, he froze. "What?"

I licked my lips, my mouth instantly missing having contact with his. "I haven't had any practice."

"What do you mean?"

I hide my face under his chin, embraced by my inexperience. I mumbled my answer.

"What?" he asked.

"I'm a virgin." I whispered again.

"Oh!"

He didn't move for a moment, but then he walked us to the bed, then sat down, my legs still wrapped around him.

"Do you mean you've never been with a man?" I could tell he was struggling to understand, his mind was still foggy from arousal. His cock was throbbing for release against me and I couldn't help but rock against him.

"Stop," he gasped.

"I'm sorry." I tried to pull away from him.

"Don't move." He growled. "I like you exactly where you are." Cupping my ass he held me against him. "Now answer my question."

"No, I haven't."

"But you've been with a girl?"

"No."

"What have you done then, baby?"

"Nothing." I said shyly.

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Gabriel's POV

I sat shocked. Connor was virgin. How could this be? My beautiful Connor had never been touched by anyone but me.

"Have you gotten or given a blow job, hand job, anything?"

"No." He said. "Well, I did jerk off once with Hunter in the room but we were 12."

"You didn't do anything else with him?" I asked cautiously.

"No."

"Why?"

"It would feel like incest."

"Connor your beautiful and sexy, it's hard to believe that no guy you've met as tried anything sexual with you. Why have you waited so long?"

His face was still tucked under my chin, so his voice was muffled. "Because."

"Connor..." I said impatiently.

"I hadn't found anyone that I wanted to make love to."

"And you do now? Want to make love that is?"

"Oh yes." he breathed out.

I threaded my fingers in his hair, running my fingers through the silk curls, then lifted his eyes towards mine.

"Are you sure?"

His answer was to tilt his hips against mine, shoving his hard penis against me.

"Oh, baby." I panted. "We have to slow down."

"But you just wanted..."

"I know," I interrupted. "I did, I do want to make love you so bad I think I'm going to explode. But we have start at the beginning with you, find out what you like."

"I like you."

"What turns you on."

"You do." He said, nibbling on my jaw.

"Come on, tell me what turns you on?"

"Why?"

"So we can make sure your first with me will be perfect."

"Like a sex quiz?"

"No like a get to know you thing."

"Fine. Being with you makes me hard. Hearing your voice. Feeling you touch my hand or my face, back, lips. Your scent, the feel of your hair on my face."

I stared at him, his face glowing, sexy, honest and I knew that tonight was going to be one hell of a night.

"And talking about sex with you, that makes me hard."

"It does."

"Yes."

"Okay then, how do you like to be kissed."

"Every way you've kissed me."

"Great, Hmmm, have you ever put a finger inside yourself when masturbating?"

He laughed nervously. "Moving right along aren't you?"

"Yes."

"I've tried it a few times." He said shyly.

"Did you like it?"

"Yes." he said blushing.

"Don't be shy." I said, kissing his burning cheeks. "Would you like for me to come inside you or you in me?"

"I don't know, I want to try both."

"Fair enough."

"What about you?"

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Connor's POV

"What about me?"

"Have you been with many guys?" I asked, not sure I wanted the answer.

He hesitated, then asked. "Truthfully?"

I nodded.

"I used to go clubbing a lot, fucked my through most of them but I've only let only one man top me."

I tried hard not to let his experience intimidate me. "Who was he?"

"His name was Alex." He said, twirling his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes taking in the warmth of his touch. "He was the only guy I tried to have a relationship with."

"Why did you break up?"

"I was 19 year old at the time, I couldn't stop wanting to try to find you, and he didn't want to share."

"Oh!"

"Yeah." He kissed my eyelids. "I've been really careful though, I've tested and I'm negative. No HIV. No herpes. No nothing. I haven't been with anyone for about a year and a half though."

I kissed him. My mouth gliding over his lips.

"Do you have fantasies?"

"Huh?"

"Fantasies? What are they?"

"Hmmm." I said trying to pick the best one. "Your driving, my hand is on your thigh, sliding up and down the hard muscles. I tease you slowly, touching your inner thigh but not your cock."

"Continue." He said, voice hoarse.

"I open your jeans, pull out your cock stroking it slowly. Then at a red stoplight I take you into your mouth. When the light turns green I lift my head; I don't continue sucking until we reach another red light. I would keep doing this process until you cum." He moaned, eyes gazed with desire. "You like that?"

"Yes." His fingers burrowed further in my hair, drawing circles on the back of my head. I inhaled deeply and held my breath.

"Connor," he whispered. His mouth swooped down on mine. His tongue reached, stroking mine. I clung to his shoulders and let him kiss me as he wished, a drugging play of lips, teeth and tongue. I could barely open my eyes when he set me away from him.

He took my hands and pressed them against his shirt, and my fingers began working down the columns of buttons.

I spread his shirt open across his body, then settled my palms flat on his ribs. I slid my hands up and over his hard chest and flat, silky nipples, across his wide shoulders, and down his arms, feeling each warm, solid inch of him as I went. The shirt fell on the bed.

I leaned in and put my lips on his breastbone. I nuzzled close and kissed him, breathing in the scent of him, signing with relief to finally be this close to him.

I stood, motioning for him to do the same, then pulled off my sweater. I put my hands on his belt and tugged, then felt the zipper slide open under my fingers. I kept watching his face above me, seeing his desire gather in his eyes, making them blaze with intensity, as I pushed down his shorts, and then I grasped him, his beautiful, meaty cock. The shock of his heat went through me like lighting. He cried out, and swelled in my palm.

"Oh God, Gabriel." I took a deep breath and let my eyes embrace what I cradled in my hands. His cock was big and solid, with a thick, meaty strut arching up from swollen balls. His color was deep, almost rusty, the round mushroomed head, heavy, a drop of fluid was seeping through from his slit. "You're big."

He chuckled; I looked up to his face again. "Hurry. I want my turn," he said.

I moved my hands down his narrow hips and along the hard line of his legs, yanking off shoes and socks, and stood seeing him there in front of me, all lean solid and wearing nothing but a sexy grin and a raging hard-on.

"Lay down, baby."

A shiver went through me as I crawled on the bed, lying on my back.

He stood looming over me in the darkness, and reached for the fastening of my jeans, unzipping them.

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Gabriel's POV

Inch by meticulous inch, I slid off his jeans, kissing and licking his legs as I went. I teased the back of his knees, tickled his curly leg hairs, trailing my fingers tantalizingly up his inner thighs--always stopping short of where he wanted me to go. By the time I reached his calves, his forehead was shiny with sweat.

He cock was big, long, just a few inches shorter than mine. The end of looked like a rip plum, round and purple and dripping with his nectar. I couldn't help but tonguing over and around it, savoring the sweet-salty taste of him.

"Gabriel," he gasped.

"Yes, love."

His hoarse voice pleaded, "Have mercy, baby. I'm about to explode"

I chuckled, showing no mercy.

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Connor's POV

He slid on the bed with me, settling between my legs as if he belonged there. He pressed his chest against mine; the heat from his skin made me groan with pleasure. He kissed me deeply, tangling my tongue with his. "This is for you, just enjoy."

He moved down my jaw, placing nibbling kisses against it. When he found my nipples, his shadowed jaw rasped my flesh; his teeth nipped at me, tearing a cry from my throat. Pleasure-pain electrified my nipples, making them burn with the torment at the lick of his tongue.

Too much! Too much! I pulled away, grasping his head, "Please!"

He forced my hands above my head, "Soon." He said, blowing cool air on my burning skin.

His tongue trailed down my stomach, outlining the muscles he found their, he dipped his tongue into my belly button, nibbling, biting, sucking the flesh found. The silk strands of his hair spread against me, caressing my body and cock with every move he made, teasing like silk fingers, soft but enough to torment.

He ran his hands over my ass, letting his fingers edge downward along the cleft.

My eyes followed him with burning intensity as he crawled between my legs and brought his mouth to my cock. "Put your mouth on me, please." I groaned, threading my fingers through his hair and wound the long strands around my hand.

He wrapped his hand around my stiff penis and flicking him tongue against the velvet tip.

A shudder rocked me as him mouth dipped lower, his tongue tracing the crooked vein that ran down one side. He licked at the wide base, teasing, testing, before cupping my sac carefully in his hand, weighing the heavy testicles. He moved lower still, drawing my balls in his mouth gently twirling his tongue against the sensitive skin.

"Shit!" I yelled, letting his hair fall to cascade down his back.

"Easy," He whispered. "We're just getting started."

Drawing back, Gabriel took the swollen tip of my penis into his mouth, flicked his tongue yet again along the underside. He gently grazed his teeth along the ridge, then closed his mouth tightly over the head and sucked. Hard.

I thrashed from side to side.

He took my cock deeper, then drew back; deeper, then drew back, repeating the motion. He pressed two fingers deep into the tender flesh just behind my balls. Pleasure, white hot, blazed through my body, my eyes rolled back.

"You like that?" He pressed harder. I shouted, cursed, flinching with exquisite agony.

I gripped the headboard until my knuckles turned white. My chest heaved, my breath came in great gulps. Sweat poured from my temples. I felt like I was going to explode, I needed to cum so badly. I'd never craved an orgasm more in my life. But climax eluded me, hanging tantalizingly close, just out of reach.

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Gabriel's POV

I reached down, took one of Connor's thighs in each hand, and pushed upward, totally exposing his ass to my gaze. I leaned forward and plunged my tongue in his hairy crack. I attacked the pink rosebud, licking and nibbling along the wrinkled sphincter.

"Oh God." Connor cried out, tears running down the sides of his face.

I watched him, my cock dripping with cum.

Rolling my tongue into a point I started thrusting into the puckered opening seeking entry. Soon the muscular ring relaxed enough to allow my tongue to slip inside. He tasted, hot, dark, spicy, I tongued him faster, harder until I felt his cock quivering against the side of my head.

I moved up and sucked him into my mouth. He palmed either side of my face, his stomach muscles clenching as I repeatedly deep-throated him, taking him in as far as I could.

"Faster," he gritted out.

I went faster, I sucked on him hard, taking him in deeper, making him hiss. I kept up the pace, determined to make him cum.

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Connor's POV

The orgasm started rising from the heels of my feet, tingling up the back of my legs, tensing my butt.

"Oh God!" I cried out. "Oh God! I..I'm going, I'm going to come!"

"Let go, baby." He whispered, lips clamped onto my cockhead, a finger twirled around my rosebud then slid inside, pressing against my prostate. With a loud moan, I let the pressure explode.

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Gabriel's POV

I groaned in response to explosion, cumming with him, I worked my hand around my limp cock, my mind dizzy from pleasure. I sucked everything from him, every drop, until he seemed drained, his hips twitching from the after shocks of his climax.

There was only the sound of panting breath echoing in the room for a several minutes.

"I think I'm dead." He croaked.

I chuckled softly tugging a blanket around us and then drew his body against me.

"You'll recover in no time."

"Sleep now." He muttered tiredly.

"Yes, love." I whispered. "Go to sleep." His breathing deepened as he drifted off.

I smiled, kissed his sweaty head; then followed him into slumber.

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I woke heart pounding before I could begin to guess why. My cock was warmth, I opened my eyes. Connor lay between my legs, my cock in his mouth. His gaze met mine as he sucked in my throbbing tip, causing me to groan in pleasure

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Connor's POV

His cock slid between my lips. It was so smooth, so warm. I felt as if I'd been waiting all my life to taste this salty heat. I found the crease of Gabriel's tip and traced it with my tongue. His cock swelled in my mouth. I couldn't control myself, I sucked hard and shivered to Gabriel's moan.

He placed his hand on the back of my neck, encouraging me. The tips of his finger were hot.

"Are you sure you've never done this before?" he panted.

I raised my head, strapping my teeth against the shaft. "I'm a quick learner."

I pulled his cock further in my mouth, testing the how much I could take into my throat. I didn't think, I just sucked, firmly, caressingly, drawing out his pleasure.

His cock made noises going in and out, a noise of saliva and suction, a noise that shot sparks from my ear to my groin.

Much too soon I felt it, the swell of his balls.

"I'm going to cum baby."

I sucked harder; feeling the quiver of his flesh as it throbbed and exploded, his cum flooding my mouth. I sucked him dry, tasting the musky mix of salt and sweet.

Even when he was limp I kept him in my mouth, not wanting to let him go.

"That's the best way to wake up." He said drowsily.

"So I did it right?" I asked, suddenly worried.

He laughed lazily, "Love, if you were any better I would have had a heart attack."

I grinned, "Thank you."

His eyes grew heavy and together we again fell back to sleep curled together, body to body, heart to heart, complete.

To Be Continued...

I hope it was worth the wait, I know it wasn't what you expected but I've never done the expected have I? Suggests and Comments are always welcome.