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[The sound of his phone cut through his sleep, making Darryn groan and force his head into the nearest pillow. It wasn't an alarm though, a phone call. He blindly reached for his phone, squinting at the read out before he answered.]

It's early. [He didn't actually know if it was early or not, but Gabe was going to get the whine anyway.]

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[It took Darryn a minute to reach through the bits of Gaelic he knew to place that word, but once he did translate in his mind he had to smile. God he knew THAT feeling well.] Ahn!... Sure thing, bae.

[As Gabe bit him he hissed a short noise that turned into a longer moan, as it made his cock jerk in Gabe. Made his hips stutter a minute in his own dry orgasm before he could pick up the rhythm again. God he would never have pegged himself as someone who liked biting that way, but when Gabe did it he just wanted more of that animalistic lust.

[What he DIDN'T want was to hurt Gabe, push him too hard this first time. So he tried to focus. Tried to regain that steady stroking against his prostate again, keep building on that friction rather than adding too much speed or depth to it. God though he could switch between gentle and strong though, alternate to tease his own cock and Gabe.]

[ Gabe expected being under Darryn to take some getting used to, take time to adjust to that shift, that terrifying intimacy and tangled fear in his gut- He thought it would stop him but that trust for Darryn seemed to hold it all back, push it away and replaced it with a need for Darryn he didn't know he had.

He knew he needed the boy but this was something else-

Words were lost by then, replaced with hard breaths and the odd syllable of his sunshines name. What he gained were moans against Darryn's skin, pitching into the hollow of his neck before his teeth found their home, his hands desperately grabbing at the boys back in some attempt to ground himself from the slow building orgasm crawling up from his legs.

Whatever Darryn was doing, he was doing it fucking right ]

[Darryn was able to recognise the meaning in the lost words and moans that his Gabe made, because he knew he spoke that dark, lusty language himself very often. He probably recognised it better than Gabe himself.

[What he really wanted for Gabe was to get to that ultimate point. That moment of 'I'm cumming-- No, NOW I'm cumming-- God no, now-- Fuck'. That moment where it kept going and building until the absolute peak.

[He loved Gabe and he wanted him to have that pleasure, and he wanted to be there nuzzling and kissing and holding him as he came down from it.

[Darryn pressed one hand hard against Gabe's hip to keep the angle where he wanted it, twisting his other hand into the sheets as he worked his stomach and hips to build that pressure in Gabe. To keep the pace steady in his rhythm and building even against the occasional tremor from his own cock's dry, pulsing orgasms, groaning in the back of his throat with each one.]

[ Sharp- Sharp wasn't a feeling he was expecting as he felt pressure shooting up his back. Sharp tugging at his toes to curl them into the air. Sharp shiver pulling his head back to groan and drown in the air of the room. Sharp building and building in his gut, pushing down till his head felt so numb he couldn't feel that sharp anymore ]

Darryn, Sol- Fuck. Can i cum? Please? I can't- fuckin' christ Sol, please-

[ His words stuck on a loop, begging and pleading, moaning and whining. His hands seemed to get lost then too, grabbing at Darryn, his arms, shoulders, back, down his arms, the sheets, back to his shoulders. His body not knowing how to react but to desperately roll against the hand holding his hips down, trying to buck against the pleasure ]

[God Darryn knew that feeling well. He was pretty much there himself.

[He grinned, pushing his breaths between his teeth as he curled his spine - keeping his hips working strong, loving the drag of his cock as it pushed in and pulled out - pressing his forehead against Gabe's.]

I'm gonna-- mmnh!-- cum. You can too Irish. With me. [Darryn licked Gabe's lower lip before he had to bite down on his own, those sensations rolling and burning through his dick becoming too much to handle. Making him have to push from one more dry orgasm into a harder wet one. Jerking his hips desperately into Gabe, trying not to lose pace before he was done too.]

[ It was the jerking that pushed Gabe over, burning white behind his eyes as his whole body contracted in. His head pushing against Darryn's shoulder, his hands cemented to the boy's shoulders.

He had one moment of peace, dragging in a long breath before he felt every nerve in his body fire at once, dragging hot and tension through him as he was driven to orgasm- Not as he was expecting.

He felt the slight mind numbing of cumming, the twitch, the muscle tension, the throb down his cock but that was all. He came dry- For the first time and it threw him through a loop more than being fucked did.

He kept himself wrapped around Darryn, needing that closeness, that intimacy as he came down from a high he wasn't used too, but at least he found his words ]

Is breá liom tú, i love you Sol.

[Panting hard and with his thigh muscles shaking with excursion and ignoring his body's pleas for more, Darryn rubbed his face against Gabe's cheek, jaw and neck. Enjoying the heat of his body.]

Yeah. I... ahh... like you too, Irish. [He got his hand free from the bedsheets to find Gabe's hand, smiling widely before he bit his lip as he pulled out - but not away.

[He settled himself more comfortably on top of Gabe, nuzzling and cuddling against him.] I really like you

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[ Gabe almost grumbled in appreciation, a semi-feral purr as he slowly wrapped his arms around Darryn, stroking fingers down his spine. He focused on finding his breath, steadying his heart and still ignoring fear tugging at the corners of his eyes.

He wanted to enjoy the afterglow, the joy and cuddles Darryn was giving him, so he did his best to push it down, lifting his head to kiss Darryn's forehead as he chuckled ]

I guess'd as mooch- I dun't fink yer'd do me like dat if yer didn't like me!

Wouldn't let you do me like that either. Christmas present or not.

[Darryn pressed soft kisses over Gabe's lips and jaw, stroking his own fingers over Gabe's neck and shoulders, massaging gently. He knew the intensity of getting fucked, he wanted to take care of his Irish now that intenseness was gone.]

You're okay, yeah? I didn't hurt you, right?

[ Gabe sighed, his eyes held closed for a while as he kept petting down Darryn's back. His fingers barely dancing down his spine, twitching against any catch his own hands did, refusing to put any kind of tug against the boy.

He snorted to himself, smiling as he blindly reached up to stroke his fingers through Darryn's hair ]

Am gud, nowt 'urt at all. I'd tell yer if i 'urt- i am a wee bit sore now mind, but it aint dat bad. Are yer okay yerself Sol?

Well, yeah. Gotta be a bit sore. Imagine how I feel after taking your massive dick, Irish.

Mmn. Yeah. Oh yeah. I'm more than okay. [Darryn watched Gabe's face, but as much as the man usually wore every emotion all over it, with his eyes closed it was harder to read him. He tilted his head into Gabe's hand, rubbing up against his palm as he considered.

[It was weird for Gabe to avoid looking at him.] Hey. [He said gently, stroking over Gabe's features with equal gentleness.] Where are you right now, Irish?

[ It wasn't his intention to worry Darryn, not at all but something about being that vulnerable, that... small, sort of terrified him.

He shook his head, opening his eyes to look at Darryn. ] I dunno luv, sumwhere?

[ He sighed, lifting his head up to press his forehead against Darryn's, an innocent attempt to push all the love he had in him into his sunshine. ]

[Darryn gently pushed his forehead back against Gabe's, nuzzling against him with a reassuring smile and a gentle kiss.] It's okay, its intense huh?

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