unknownballad | ❝ Snowflakes swirl down gently ❞

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?"

"We will. It's my favorite way to learn with someone I care about."

Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to Dal's lips as he positioned himself between his legs, making sure his boyfriend would be comfortable. Only then did his fingers start to explore and circle and prod. Dal was far from a virgin but that didn't mean he had to rush this. For them, it was their first time. Through and through. He didn't need to treat it any differently than that.

When he did press inside him, he took his time with it, sighing softly against those pretty lips as he did. Feeling him surround him, even when it was only his finger, was heavenly. That was the very best way to describe it.

Learning with someone he cares about isn't something Dal's ever had the chance to do. Gabriel must suspect that, all things considered. Maybe someday Dal can tell him, so he knows it for sure. There was one person he liked a long time ago. That boy his father threw out so violently Dal worries he may have been hurt. Only him before now. Only him before Gabriel. After that, Dal left what looked like a very comfortable life if one only looks at the material needs being met (or exceeded, in his case). But it was completely devoid of anything important.

Maybe Dal didn't realize exactly how much he was missing until he fell for Gabriel, until Gabriel and his mother welcomed Dal into their lives.

And now Gabriel's sharing a first for Dal with Dal. He always worried that having sex with someone he has an emotional attachment to wouldn't feel any different than with everyone else. It scared him thinking it might be no different. A fear that's mostly evaporated here and now. Everything already feels different, more meaningful because of the feelings they share. Because of the respect and care Gabriel is showing him, Dal, the person, not the body to fulfill a need.

Dal's a far cry from inexperienced. His muscle memory for just this sort of things is pretty damn good. It's easy to relax against that gentle intrusion. Easy to take a deep breath to facilitate relaxing. It's instinct by now. But there's still a tinge of nerves since this is their first time together. There's still a hyper-awareness of everything going on, a deep desire to watch and feel and experience everything.

Those dark eyes flutter closed, a sigh mirroring Gabriel's. Dal all but melts against the bed, lissome arms coming to drape around Gabriel's shoulders. This is definitely different in every good way from what Dal's experienced before.

Time seemed to move too slowly and too quickly all at once. With every move he made it was like the world was now spinning just around the pair of them. It was magical in its own way, something he knew he would treasure for the rest of his life. If soulmates were a real thing then it felt like Dal was his. Was that too cheesy? Maybe. But he liked how it sounded in his own head as they continued this connection.

Another finger joined the first to stretch his boyfriend open. He'd been with a number of men before, both topping and bottoming, but this moment right here was truly the one that brought him the most joy. There was truly something special about being with Dal that could never compare to the past.

Pressing soft kisses along his jaw and neck, Gabriel worked his fingers deeper with every stretch, making sure that this was as much about pleasure as it was practicality.

"You feel amazing..." And they hadn't even gotten to the finale yet.

And they haven't even gotten to the finale yet!

Dal flexed and curled his fingers against Gabriel's back, sometimes clinging to the sleeves of the sweater that kept him from being completely exposed. He's grateful that Gabriel was so thoughtful about that. Despite feeling a bit warm, he gets cold so easily. Well, Dal's feeling more than a bit warm at present.

He tips his head back to give Gabriel more room for those sweet kisses. It all feels so different. The patience, the warmth beneath the heat of desire, the care going into ensuring the experience is just as pleasurable for Dal as it is for him. It's strange, but wonderful!

And of course, Dal squirms and sighs while Gabriel works him open. He's sure he doesn't need a lot of preparation, but he appreciates it as foreplay. Hell, he appreciates foreplay. He was never the sort clients took back to hotels for a long slow night. At best, an hour in a motel (which was mostly relished for the hot shower he'd have after). More commonly, just a quickie in a car or the alley. So this? This is all such a difference!

But Gabriel's words make his cheeks flush darker and Dal can feel the heat in his face. "... Really?"

Gabriel knew the moment that Dal was honestly ready to take him. Yet, he continued past that. He wanted this to be a special moment between them. Something to treasure for many years to come. They would likely make love many more times now that they'd opened the floodgates but none of those would ever compare to this first. When they both let down all barriers to offer such faith and trust to each other.

So when he heard that question, he smiled warmly and nodded. "You really do. It's taking all my willpower not to just fill you immediately."

But when he was ready? Oh he was happy to slide his fingers free and help to shift himself into position. However, he waited to slide into him until he'd grabbed a pillow and placed it under those slim hips. Extra support so that Dal would be comfortable throughout this.

"Ready?"

Dal knows lust. That’s what brings clients to him. Guys with a need they can’t fulfill elsewhere. Guys who like the power trip of someone who can’t say no. Guys who like the taboo of paying for it. Guys who are just horny and impatient. Their reasons run the gamut, but at the end it’s all just going through the motions. And quickly. It’s rare for anyone to care enough about the hooker they’re sticking it in to concern themselves with his comfort or pleasure.

That alone makes Gabriel’s preparation so much different.

That and the depth of real feeling between them. That’s the biggest difference. The way Gabriel looks at him is so warm and full, even under the heat of desire. Ah, but seeing the yearning there is like a drug.

A quiet whine slips from him when Gabriel withdraws his fingers leaving him empty and longing. Soon, he reminds himself, very soon he won’t feel either of those things. Very soon, the man he loves, the man he wants, the man who’s been so patient with him all this time will make love to him. With him. That’s an important distinction. Dal plans to be an active participant in every step of this.

He catches his lower lip between his teeth at the question and nods. “Ready.”

❝ Snowflakes swirl down gently ❞

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