unknownballad | ❝ Snowflakes swirl down gently ❞

Gabriel can rest assured that he's not the only one whose pants are getting a tad bit too tight in a certain place. But he's in no hurry. Well, he is and he isn't. He's eager to feel more of Gabriel's skin against his, more of those tender hands, more of those gentle kisses. More of this man is all he wants, but he doesn't want to rush it. He doesn't it want things to be over before they've even begun.

But Dal takes the opportunity to watch Gabriel undress. He's seen it before in different context, usually involving getting ready for the day or switching from work clothes into pajamas. Somehow, it's like he's never seen a man take pants off before. Dal's breath catches in his throat and he catches his lower lip with his teeth. And once Gabriel's naked? Dal moves in close for a slow, lingering kiss.

It was nice to be admired by his boyfriend honestly. He perhaps wasn't as fit as some agents but he definitely made sure to take care of himself. Besides, rock hard bodies had never really been his thing even for his own. So knowing that Dal appreciated what he was looking at? It was a nice feeling.

Naturally, he let him have that kiss that he was seeking, hands moving between them to help Dal out of his pants. For now, he'd leave that shirt on. Partially to let him have something to cling to if he needed and partially because, well, Gabriel had to admit that seeing his boyfriend only wearing a shirt was incredibly sexy. Even without his glasses on.

Once they were both without pants in the way, he lowered his hips down to let their cocks brush lightly. A gasp escaped him when he felt Dal against him before he groaned softly. It was honestly better than anything he could have hoped to imagine. Almost like a spark happening between them that felt so right.

Dal more than appreciates what he’s seeing. Gabriel’s handsome and healthy, someone worth admiring. And beyond his looks, he has a kind and loving heart. Dal still wonders how he got so lucky to capture this man’s heart.

Once he realizes what Gabriel’s handsome are up to, Dal wiggles a bit to aid in getting his pants off. He won’t complain about not being completely naked, not when Gabriel looks at him like that (yes, even without his glasses). It makes Dal flush. Has anyone ever really looked at him like that before?

Dal’s already turned on by the time Gabriel slots their hips together and he, too, sucks in a sharp breath when their cocks touch. He rolls his hips, seeking more of that delightful contact.

Gabriel loved that Dal was enjoying himself. It was perhaps better foreplay than the act of what they were doing currently. He knew what kind of life his boyfriend had lived before this, the number of times he'd likely had to fake enjoyment of this act was a reality he would never forget. Knowing that this was an act, that he could see genuine pleasure on that beautiful face?

He kissed his chin as he kept rolling their hips together. In that moment, he had something he absolutely had to say and he murmured it against Dal's lips.

"I love you. I love you so very much, Dal..."

It's not the first time Gabriel's said those words to him. That first morning he woke up in what he used to think of solely as Gabriel's house. Apparently the night before that too, but those memories never came back to him. He's never been able to be sad about missing that first. How could he be when Gabriel gave that first to him again? Ah, but hearing them now, in a heated moment like this? It hits differently. Sends a shiver running though him that has nothing to do with what their bodies are doing.

Though, what their bodies are doing does prompt him to drape his arms around Gabriel's neck, to sigh softly, to arch up beneath him for more contact. Not every person Dal's ever slept with selfishly ignored his needs, but the vast majority did. So this kind of attention? This kind of attention coming from someone who occupies so much of his heart? It's so intense! It's almost hard to remember to breathe!

"I love you," he pants out. There's no uncertainty this time. No qualifiers like 'I think' or 'maybe.' No, Dal's sure of it. He's sure he wouldn't be in this bed with this man if he didn't feel that way. He's certain.

Hearing those words and knowing that Dal didn't have any hesitations behind them made them so special. Gabriel smiled against his lips and kissed him as he shifted them to allow his hand to reach between their bodies. So he could stroke both of them at once. It pulled another groan from me as he kept the pace slow, not wanting to push either of them over that edge too fast.

"May I prepare you?"

He knew what they were in this bed for, he knew what Dal had asked for. However, it was important to him that his boyfriend know that if this was all that he wanted then Gabriel wouldn't push further. He was more than happy to have this be where it went. No more needing to live a life where he had to give up so much of who he was for the pleasures of others.

Gabriel wanted to be the one to give him every pleasure if he could.

Early in their relationship, Dal wasn't sure. He knew he liked Gabriel in way that was more than platonic. He knew he wad fond of him. But the longer they knew each other, the more he realized how much he lacked in his life. Gabriel's warmth, his caring, his respect were all things Dal had precious little of prior to meeting him. And they're all things that made him realize the depth of his affection for Gabriel. It isn't just that Gabriel treats him well. All those things from someone else would be appreciated, but they wouldn't endear Dal to them like he is to Gabriel.

Now is hardly the time to get lost in his thoughts, though. No, instead he can let himself get lost in this experience with Gabriel, the man he loves. The man he wants. Now that's something he's sure he hasn't felt in a very long time.

The addition of Gabriel's hand around his cock, the gentle application of pressure while he strokes them together pulls a soft, quavering moan from Dal. Is he being too eager if he says yes immediately? Because, oh, yes, he wants more than just this. But...

He peers up at Gabriel through heavy-lidded eyes and nods. But...

"Yeah.... but not yet. Can I... Is it okay if I can touch you for a little first?"

Given what they were currently doing, the question was actually sweetly innocent. It made Gabriel gaze so warmly down at his boyfriend. Oh he was sure that Dal could be sensual if he wanted to be because he'd been a popular pick on the streets. But the fact that he could act like this when they were alone? Want to know what was alright with him in return?

He kissed him lightly and nodded.

"Yes. If you want me in another position, I can move too. Anything you want." As long as it was within his power, he planned to always grant it. Dal deserved that in his life.

Dal could do sensual. He could do sexy, naughty, innocent. A whole host of adjectives were in his repertoire. He's even played at being a dominant person for some people. Weird to him because he's absolutely not like that in reality. Right now? He doesn't want to pretend to be anything. No roles, just the two of them being open and honest.

He leans in to that light kiss and smiles. "Switch with me." In other words, turn over, please.

Gabriel nodded and gathered Dal against him. That way he could roll them over to allow that slender frame to be on top of him. Smiling up at him, he tucked a strand of blue hair behind one ear. Even without his glasses, this man was still so breathtaking to behold. He loved every bit of him.

"Better?"

Dal smiles down at Gabriel one they rolled. It’s just a moment for him to settle his knees astride Gabriel hips. Ah, but he’s so handsome. Seeing him like this is enough to take Dal’s breath away. But he doesn’t just stare for too long.

Drawing in a slow breath, Dal presses his hands flat against Gabriel’s chest. They linger a moment savoring how warm he is and the steady beat of his heart. Then they move, tracing over muscle, over his stomach, then back again. Simply having the freedom to explore Gabriel’s body is such a turn on. For Dal to be able to enjoy a partner is such a new experience.

A sigh left him as those soft hands moved across his chest, his stomach. It had been awhile since he'd last dated and often relationships didn't last long because guys wanted him to be around a lot when he had work to do. Dal had always been very understanding though and it had made falling deeper for him so easy. Now he was able to watch that heart as it grew more open, showing more of the warm person that Dal was. Even the touch of these hands were evidence of that.

Resting his hands on those slender thighs, he let his thumbs rub over his skin to encourage but not control. Gabriel could tell that he was the top in this relationship but he would never take away the freedom that Dal wanted and deserved. Besides, it was nice to be the person that his boyfriend could freely explore. Perhaps even for the first time.

It is a first. Any explorations in the past have been at the direction of his client with some specific end in mind. Not that touching Gabriel isn't with a specific end in mind, but it's different to have complete freedom to explore in a way he wants, to take the time he wants, to really learn Gabriel's body and what he enjoys. That's what he wants. A give and take, a chance for them to both learn together. To learn things to make each other feel good in the future, not just right now.

They waited long enough to be together. The least Dal can do is show the same patience when Gabriel's job takes him away. He's doing good work, important work. He's helping people. Dal respects that. And Gabriel's mom's around to keep him company when Gabriel's working. That's what makes a good foundation for a relationship, he supposes: respect. It's something Gabriel's always shown him.

And Gabriel's patience now. That gentle touch that's not trying to rush him or urge him to something else. A reminder that the two of them are hear together. That Dal's not only there to provide a service, but that they're there together, to be together. He shifts slightly, letting the tips of his fingers trail once more along Gabriel's torso, down lower this time, to wrap his fingers around Gabriel's cock. Even that touch is enough to make Dal suck in a sharp breath, to chew his lower lip.

Gabriel couldn't help the little sucking of air at the touch of that hand around his cock. That was all it really was at the moment too. A touch. A simple touch that sent electricity all through his body. He groaned quietly but kept still to allow Dal to have the power right now. So he could do what he wanted at his own pace.

Not that it stopped his hands from gripping Dal a little tighter for a moment before relaxing. Instinct really.

It's okay. He's not nearly as fragile as he looks. And that response, instinctive as it is, is just the sort of thing Dal's looking for. It's a sign that he's doing something right. Now more than ever he wants more of those indicators from Gabriel. He wants to so as much to do everything right. If not now, in the future — after they've had more time to get to know each other in this way. Thankfully, Dal's good at reading these kinds of signals. Half or more of his clients were one-and-done deals. He didn't have the luxury of getting to time to learn what turned someone on. It truly is a luxury now with Gabriel!

His eyes move along Gabriel's body (he really is such a beautiful man! Gabriel, please don't be surprised if you find a few tasteful nude drawings in Dal's sketchbook, okay?). They really drink him in. Yes, he's seen this before, but never in this specific context. This specific context makes it seems new. Down they travel until they meet his hand lazily stroking Gabriel, just enough to keep his interest up. His tongue darts over his lips. It's never been such an erotic sight before...

Dal leans in, leaning on his other hand, so he can press a soft kiss to Gabriel's lips. Soft, but slowly growing in intensity. Kissing isn't something he was often allowed (it made sense to him. Who wants to kiss a guy when you have no idea where his mouth was even minutes before?). Gabriel's probably figured out by now that Dal enjoys kissing a lot. Once they break away, Dal continues on, trailing his lips over the scratchy hair along his jaw to that soft place just underneath. He presses a warm kiss there and moves on, down the side of his boyfriend's throat, along his collar bone, pausing to dip his tongue into the hollow between them.

Gabriel was someone who loved kissing very much. It was such a simple way of expressing affection, of getting to know someone as well. He smiled into the kiss he was given, lifting his head to welcome and receive it. To return it as well. Every contact with Dal was always welcome but he had to admit that he was always going to be particularly fond of kissing him. Especially now that there were no dangers and they were just together like this.

When those lips left his own, his head tilted back to welcome anywhere that Dal wished to go with a soft groan. This was so nice. Taking their time like this, being able to explore each other. Neither of them were virgins but this felt like getting to have a first time again and he found that so special.

Feeling the warmth then chill that tongue left, he drew in a sharp breath and gripped his boyfriend again. That was very nice. He wanted that read loud and clear.

Everything about this moment, this experience is different for Dal. All in good ways! It's not something transactional. There's no rush. There's no one telling him everything to do and have done to him. This is more of a conversation, give and take. An exploration for them to learn more for next time. And the time after that.

Dal wonders to himself if it's weird to like someone's body so much. Of course, there's so much more that he likes about Gabriel, too. But he can't remember ever feel like he really wanted to touch or kiss every inch of someone before. He supposes this is what real attraction feels like.

Taking a quick break to glance up, Dal lifts his brows in curiosity. "You got a favorite position?" Maybe they could try that first when they get to that point.

"You know, exact positions have never been something I've cared so much about. What my favorite thing is? It's when I can see the face of the person who means the world to me when we're together."

Blurry or not, he loved to see the expression of the one he loved. To take in every detail that he could see and treasure it. More so than ever did he want that with Dal, this precious man who he knew he loved more than anyone he'd ever been with in the past. Some of his relationships had been pretty meaningful and yet they couldn't hold a candlelight to this. To what they had right now.

Smiling down at him, he moved a hand to cup his face. "When you're ready, that's how I want us to be. So I can see your amazingly wonderful eyes."

That's just the sort of thing to warm his heart. Dal didn't really have a particular favorite either. But his relationship with sex is very different from the average person's. It's never been just for enjoyment, just to enhance an already existing bond. It's never been because he really wanted to. This time is different and he shares in Gabriel's desire to be able to look at the partner he chose, the one he wants to be with.

"Is it bad that I'm feeling kinda impatient?"

That pulled a warm and breathless laugh from Gabriel. Moving both hands to Dal's face now, he guided him up to give him a lingering kiss on his beautiful lips. It had been the sweetest question in his eyes.

"No. It's not bad at all. I'm feeling it too. I admit that I've wanted you for awhile but I'm so glad I waited for this moment we're having now."

It feels strange since it was Dal who wanted to go slow. Not that he ever got the impression that Gabriel was anything but alright with it. But now? In this moment when they were finally going to be physically intimate... Dal wanted to go slow initially. Maybe they've gone slow enough. They still have plenty of time ahead to learn and explore more thoroughly.

At least Gabriel didn't seem to think poorly of him for this sudden change of pace. Not of his laugh and that sweet kiss were any indication.

"Do you need me to move to get me ready?"

"Need you to? No. But I do admit it would be easier for me. I can't say I'm as flexible as you are."

The angle would be achievable but not the easiest with him on his back and Dal on top of him. Perhaps another time. Right now he wanted to devote everything to him without having to find a way to make up for something. Lifting his head now, he gently pressed a kiss to his nose then his chin.

"May I move us again?"

Dal tilts his head to drop a soft, but lingering kiss to those beloved lips. Every time Gabriel asks him before going ahead with anything, it warms Dal's heart. He even asks such easy things like about moving or changing their positioning. He doesn't have to do that, he doesn't have to check in with Dal for all of those things. But that fact that he does? It means so much to Dal. It feels like the kind of respect few other than Gabriel have ever showed him, in matters sexual and not.

"You may," he murmurs with a quiet excitement.

There would probably come a time where they would form their own signals to each other to give permission for things. Time would help with that. Gabriel wasn't in a hurry to rush that and was happy to ask for permission aloud until then. Make sure Dal was happy and comfortable the entire way.

And now that he had permission? He sat up and rolled them over, gently settling his boyfriend on the pillows. Smiling down at him, he tucked a blue strand of hair behind an ear before reaching for the bottle he needed. Uncapping it from there and spreading some on his fingers after that was easy but he didn't press in just yet since he wanted it to warm a little first.

"Please let me know what you enjoy the most. I want to learn every single way to keep you happy."

Time. Such a luxury that Dal didn't expect to really have with anyone. And to have it with someone like Gabriel? Oh, he never thought he'd savor having time to learn what a partner likes, what he really likes. Gabriel's care in all of this made it even more special. OR maybe that's exactly what makes it special. They're not doing this solely for the physical gratification.

Moving's easy enough. Laying back against those warm pillows is easy enough. Taking his eyes off Gabriel? That's much harder, and he doesn't really want to.

"Guess we'll learn together, huh?"

❝ Snowflakes swirl down gently ❞

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