Neighbors.
Summary: Number 26 in table; William's finally eighteen.
Disclaimer: I own this like a fat kid refuses cake.
"Hey, Gabe?"
"Yea?"
"I- Uh, I want to try something?"
"Alright," Gabe put down his Nintendo controller and hopped on the bed to sit across from William. "What is it?"
William didn't hesitate, "Kiss me," but his voice was cautious. They'd kissed before, so Gabe didn't get why William seemed so nervous.
Gabe, being the super shameless I-don't-give-a-fuck-what-people-think kind of guy, scooted forward and pressed his lips against William's. William lifted his hands to Gabe's neck, deepening the kiss purposefully.
They'd kiss millions of times, but never more than that. Gabe had been older, after all. It was kind of illegal, not that Gabe cared; William did, though. . . or he had.
Gabe caught on as William's tongue slipped into his mouth. His hands roamed under William's t-shirt, pulling him closer.
"Bilvy?"
"Please, Gabe," Will whispered, pushing Gabe back on the bed. Gabe let him, but he was still hesitant. Gabe let William kiss him over and over, but when Will's hand slipped into his boxers he hesitated again, pulling away.
"Bil-"
"I'm eighteen," William deadpanned. Gabe glanced up at the clock across the room; almost one a.m.
"Barely," Gabe breathed, a bit shell-shocked that Will was eighteen already. Hadn't it just been, like, last month when a barely sixteen year old William had let a drunken, twenty-one year old Gabe kiss him all night long under the blankets in William's bedroom? Was it not last week that twenty-two year old Gabe had tried to go farther and been stopped because William was barely seventeen? And just yesterday when Gabe had promised Will that after he was eighteen they'd finally sleep together?
He guesses not.
"Gabe," William nudged, his breath hitting Gabe's cheek, he was that close. "Come back here," he murmured, using his curled finger to guide Gabe's lips back to his own. Gabe couldn't help but notice the clichéness of the moment and smiled a bit against William's lips.
William, though, took it as an agreement, from Gabe, to continue, so he did. His hand slid back into Gabe's boxers, slower this time.
Gabe was hard; he almost always was after kissing William a bit. Usually he'd ignore it, as best as he could, until they stopped kissing and William fell asleep. Then, he'd take a cold shower and climb into the bed, curling his body around William's protectively.
William and Gabe had taken a cold shower together once - two birds with one stone and all - but the temptation for Gabe had been so bad, he refused to ever do it again.
Now, though, might be a good time.
"You remember when we took that shower together?" Gabe whispered quickly, pulling back again.
"The cold one," William murmured, his hand palming Gabe lightly.
Gabe nodded a bit, trying not to gasp, "Y- yea, we should do that again."
"Gabe," William said, this time trying to knock some sense into the man.
"S- Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I'm just. . ."
"Nervous," William decided in a whisper, ghosting his lips over Gabe's. "Don't be," he ordered gently.
Gabe nodded slightly and leaned forward to catch William's lips again. Finally, Gabe let William slide his pants and boxers away, Gabe doing the same for him.
William pulled Gabe on top of him and both boys moaned as they rubbed together.
Gabe was, sort of, terrified because he'd never done anything much with William, though. . . William seems pretty damn experienced by the way he's grinding his hips into Gabe's and, "F- fuck, Bill."
Gabe gasped and continued to as William bit his lip before lowering his face to Gabe's collar bone, biting teasingly. Gabe whined; he really needed to get off, like, now.
William smirked against Gabe's neck; he enjoyed this power over the older boy, probably a bit too much, actually.
"William, come on," Gabe groaned. Will smirked and bit Gabe's collar bone once more before wrapping his hand around Gabe and flicking his wrist lazily. He waited a few moments before moving again, enjoying the squirming Gabe above him. "Damn it, William," Gabe hissed, finally gaining enough sense to do so.
William just smiled innocently and Gabe glared through narrow eyes. He leaned forward slowly, right to William's ear.
"Stop teasing," he hissed, biting William's ear lobe. William yelped and bucked his hips into Gabe's, then they both moaned, finally just coming all over the other.
William didn't mean to, but he laughed. Gabe glared over at him.
"That was not funny," he huffed. Will laughed a bit more and leaned forward, kissing Gabe forcefully.
"It was great," he whispered. Gabe shook his head, then William nodded, their noses brushing both times. "We got off together," William whispered, grinning.
He was clearly still high on the euphoria. Gabe, though, grinned too. William had that effect on him.
"Let's go take that shower now," William smirked, pulling Gabe from the bed.
"Bilvy, I don't need a cold shower now."
"Never said it was going to be a cold shower," William called behind him, walking towards the bathroom. Gabe grinned and watched William walk away before going after him and pinning him against the bathroom wall.
"Let's just go back to bed," Gabe breathed, pressing himself against William.
"Nope, I think right here's just fine," Will smiled, sliding a leg between Gabe's.
Gabe raised his eyesbrows, "Oh, you do now?"
"Oh, yes," William gasped, twisting his hands in Gabe's hair and pulling their lips together fervently.
Disclaimer: I own this like a fat kid refuses cake.
"Hey, Gabe?"
"Yea?"
"I- Uh, I want to try something?"
"Alright," Gabe put down his Nintendo controller and hopped on the bed to sit across from William. "What is it?"
William didn't hesitate, "Kiss me," but his voice was cautious. They'd kissed before, so Gabe didn't get why William seemed so nervous.
Gabe, being the super shameless I-don't-give-a-fuck-what-people-think kind of guy, scooted forward and pressed his lips against William's. William lifted his hands to Gabe's neck, deepening the kiss purposefully.
They'd kiss millions of times, but never more than that. Gabe had been older, after all. It was kind of illegal, not that Gabe cared; William did, though. . . or he had.
Gabe caught on as William's tongue slipped into his mouth. His hands roamed under William's t-shirt, pulling him closer.
"Bilvy?"
"Please, Gabe," Will whispered, pushing Gabe back on the bed. Gabe let him, but he was still hesitant. Gabe let William kiss him over and over, but when Will's hand slipped into his boxers he hesitated again, pulling away.
"Bil-"
"I'm eighteen," William deadpanned. Gabe glanced up at the clock across the room; almost one a.m.
"Barely," Gabe breathed, a bit shell-shocked that Will was eighteen already. Hadn't it just been, like, last month when a barely sixteen year old William had let a drunken, twenty-one year old Gabe kiss him all night long under the blankets in William's bedroom? Was it not last week that twenty-two year old Gabe had tried to go farther and been stopped because William was barely seventeen? And just yesterday when Gabe had promised Will that after he was eighteen they'd finally sleep together?
He guesses not.
"Gabe," William nudged, his breath hitting Gabe's cheek, he was that close. "Come back here," he murmured, using his curled finger to guide Gabe's lips back to his own. Gabe couldn't help but notice the clichéness of the moment and smiled a bit against William's lips.
William, though, took it as an agreement, from Gabe, to continue, so he did. His hand slid back into Gabe's boxers, slower this time.
Gabe was hard; he almost always was after kissing William a bit. Usually he'd ignore it, as best as he could, until they stopped kissing and William fell asleep. Then, he'd take a cold shower and climb into the bed, curling his body around William's protectively.
William and Gabe had taken a cold shower together once - two birds with one stone and all - but the temptation for Gabe had been so bad, he refused to ever do it again.
Now, though, might be a good time.
"You remember when we took that shower together?" Gabe whispered quickly, pulling back again.
"The cold one," William murmured, his hand palming Gabe lightly.
Gabe nodded a bit, trying not to gasp, "Y- yea, we should do that again."
"Gabe," William said, this time trying to knock some sense into the man.
"S- Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I'm just. . ."
"Nervous," William decided in a whisper, ghosting his lips over Gabe's. "Don't be," he ordered gently.
Gabe nodded slightly and leaned forward to catch William's lips again. Finally, Gabe let William slide his pants and boxers away, Gabe doing the same for him.
William pulled Gabe on top of him and both boys moaned as they rubbed together.
Gabe was, sort of, terrified because he'd never done anything much with William, though. . . William seems pretty damn experienced by the way he's grinding his hips into Gabe's and, "F- fuck, Bill."
Gabe gasped and continued to as William bit his lip before lowering his face to Gabe's collar bone, biting teasingly. Gabe whined; he really needed to get off, like, now.
William smirked against Gabe's neck; he enjoyed this power over the older boy, probably a bit too much, actually.
"William, come on," Gabe groaned. Will smirked and bit Gabe's collar bone once more before wrapping his hand around Gabe and flicking his wrist lazily. He waited a few moments before moving again, enjoying the squirming Gabe above him. "Damn it, William," Gabe hissed, finally gaining enough sense to do so.
William just smiled innocently and Gabe glared through narrow eyes. He leaned forward slowly, right to William's ear.
"Stop teasing," he hissed, biting William's ear lobe. William yelped and bucked his hips into Gabe's, then they both moaned, finally just coming all over the other.
William didn't mean to, but he laughed. Gabe glared over at him.
"That was not funny," he huffed. Will laughed a bit more and leaned forward, kissing Gabe forcefully.
"It was great," he whispered. Gabe shook his head, then William nodded, their noses brushing both times. "We got off together," William whispered, grinning.
He was clearly still high on the euphoria. Gabe, though, grinned too. William had that effect on him.
"Let's go take that shower now," William smirked, pulling Gabe from the bed.
"Bilvy, I don't need a cold shower now."
"Never said it was going to be a cold shower," William called behind him, walking towards the bathroom. Gabe grinned and watched William walk away before going after him and pinning him against the bathroom wall.
"Let's just go back to bed," Gabe breathed, pressing himself against William.
"Nope, I think right here's just fine," Will smiled, sliding a leg between Gabe's.
Gabe raised his eyesbrows, "Oh, you do now?"
"Oh, yes," William gasped, twisting his hands in Gabe's hair and pulling their lips together fervently.