i_c_nothing (i_c_nothing) wrote in tukiparadise, @ 2022-05-19 18:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | gabriel matthews, russell mckenna |
Who: Gabriel & Russ
Where: Russ' Room
What: Text,Sex and Revelations
Warnings: NSFW
It was a relatively quiet night at the club, not that Gabriel minded those as it was less pressure on him and his staff, often he'd let them go early and take over the rest of their shift if they wanted to go and enjoy themselves. Tonight he was on the tail end of bouncer duty but other than saying goodnight to people as they left that was about it, no fights to break up or drunks to escort out. Although he wasn't supposed to use his phone while on duty he did sneak off a few messages, it wasn't long until closing time and he was feeling like some company.
Haven't gone to sleep yet, have you beautiful? He sent off, hoping that Russ hadn't gone to bed yet.
Russell had not yet gone to sleep. He was laying in his bed, sprawled out on top of the covers, reading on his phone. He’d been having trouble resting lately, he didn’t know why, but he found it irritating. Work had ended the same way, and likewise it had been relatively slow. There weren’t many things needing repair and so he’d spent the day listening to Frank lecture him about customer etiquette.
When the screen on his phone shifted with the message, the blond’s smile grew immediately.
Not yet. Are you off from work? He hoped so. Russ sat up instantly in bed, excited.
A smile spread across Gabe's face as the message came through, his fingers quickly typing back.
Not for another fifteen minutes. Would you like me to come over? The message asked, though Gabe already had a fair idea of what the reply would be.
He didn't know what it was about Russ, he had plenty of other lovers on the island but something kept drawing him towards the gorgeous blond and he looked forward to their times together, even though most of them involved nudity.
Yes
He didn’t want to seem too eager but he couldn’t deny it either. He did want to see Gabe but he remembered their arrangement and thus didn’t want to seem too happy for him to come over. Casual. Be casual.
Russ brushed his fingers through his hair to fluff it up. He wanted to look nice even though he knew they were going to mess up his hair anyway.
I'll come as soon as I can.
Though Gabriel knew that it'd be probably twenty minutes before he would be able to actually leave, after making sure everyone was out and all the doors locked. It didn't stop him from feeling excited, Russ was the first person he had properly met on the island and first and most frequent lover. Though they had become pretty good friends since then.
Of course the next twenty minutes crawled and he had to stop himself from running to Russ' room. He knocked and stood there grinning.
It was a long twenty minutes.
Russ plugged his phone in to make sure he was available. He could barely contain his excitement and didn’t bother with a shirt. Thankfully he was still wearing the tiny denim shorts he’d laid down in, not quite ready for bed. Maybe Gabe would like them.
When the knock came, Russ went to the door and opened it up. He offered a sultry grin and reached out to grasp the front of Gabe’s shirt, tugging him in through the door.
There was no resistance as Russ pulled him through the door, he didn't think he could ever resist the other man, he'd always go along willingly with anything. The chemistry between them was amazing and he didn't want to ruin what they had.
His phone and keys were tossed to the side and his hands moved down to that slim waist, admiring the tiny shorts Russ was wearing, they really hugged all those lithe curves so well.
"I am so glad you were awake." Gabe said softly before kissing Russ softly.
With lips twisted into a smirk, the blond drew the man into his room. The door promptly closed and he got close to Gabe. Arms wound around Gabe’s neck. He wiggled his hips from side to side. “Me too.”
It was the truth though. He was glad he couldn’t sleep. As they kissed, his eyes closed and he drew the connection out. Gabe’s hands were strong, he craved them.
Gabe enjoyed kissing and although the kiss was passionate there was no pressure behind it, unlike some of their other times together Gabriel wasn't in any kind of rush tonight, he was mindful that Russ had to get to work earlier than he did but didn't want to rush.
His strong hands moved to cup Russ' firm ass, pulling the other man against his chest as their hips ground together, just a bit before he pulled back from the kiss. "You look amazing in those shorts… but I think you'd look much better without them." He flashed a wicked grin.
Russ released a groan as soon as those hands gripped him. He drew back, already dripping with need and want. Gabriel drove him crazy. His smile grew. “Yeah?” His hips wiggled again. “Why don’t you help me out?”
He didn’t bother with underwear ever. It was one more thing in the way and one less thing now keeping them both from what they wanted.
"With pleasure!" Gabe grinned back, his hands slowly moving to the front where nimble fingers undid the button and fly, taking his time to ease them down just far enough that they'd fall to the ground before he undid the buttons on his shirt.
"What would you like tonight, my love?" He asked as his shirt ended up in a pile on the floor, his boots and pants following closely behind. He was comfortable with his own nudity and there was more than once where he'd find somewhere far away from others and just enjoy the sun completely naked. So far he had yet to get caught.
Russ shimmied easily out of those little shorts. When he cut them up, he had Gabriel in mind. He also wasn’t a shy person. “Whatever you want is fine with me.” They’d tried a lot of things and honestly, his favorite was just doing with them Gabriel.
Palms would run up the length of Gabe’s torso once it was exposed. He smiled and admired the man once fully exposed.
Gabriel's hands returned to Russ' waist, guiding him slowly back towards the bed. "Let's get you on the bed first and we'll go from there." He grinned. Did Russ even know how gorgeous he was? More than once Gabriel had admired just how beautiful his lover was, especially when Russ was curled up asleep next to him.
Once they had gotten to the bed Gabe switched them around and sat down on the edge of the bed, guiding Russ down onto his lap. For this moment he wanted another kiss.
Every step took them toward their destination. “Okay.” Russ beamed. He would follow Gabe’s lead as he always did. Gabriel was so hot, he dominated a lot of Russ’ waking mind. He talked about him constantly.
He twisted around with that guidance. And then his mouth collided with Gabe’s and he drowned in it. “Mmmmm.”
Sitting down it was much easier to use his toes to get his socks off, which he did while sharing the passionate kiss with Russ. With the last of his clothing completely gone he could concentrate solely on his lover, his hands running up to tease those beautiful little nipples, giving both of them a little pinch.
"You're so beautiful." Gabriel said softly, hands moving up and down Russ' sides as he shifted back, lifting his lover just a bit until they were both in the middle of the bed. "I'd love to watch you ride me, is that okay?" He asked, he loved how Russ looked straddled over him, that beautiful body on full display.
Russ laughed softly as those buds on his chest were tweaked. He groaned, murmuring into Gabe’s mouth. That felt good, the shock of pain.
“Thanks.” He knew it and he loved being told. “And yeah. I want to.” Russ drew back, nodding. They’d ended up in the middle of the bed and he shifted to straddle Gabe’s lap. His backside pressed tauntingly against Gabe’s member, teasingly sliding it through the split.
Thankfully the bed wasn't too big and Gabriel was able to reach across to get the tube he knew was hiding in the draw, groaning loudly as Russ shifted and started teasing him. He had been turned on for most of the last twenty minutes of work but seeing Russ in those shorts had aroused him even more, he was hard and so eager to be joined together with Russ.
Squirting lube onto his fingers he pulled Russ down for another quick kiss before sliding his hand down, teasing that pucker. "You ready for this, baby?"
Russell dove gently into that kiss. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment, basking in the connection. The heat and passion shared between them was undeniably evident and it made him want Gabe all the more. He moaned when Gabe’s finger pressed upon that little ring of muscle. His hips rolled back against it in eager response. “I’m always ready for you,” he admitted. Those crystal blue eyes would open and Russ drew back only to let Gabe see the way his bottom lip was caught in his teeth, the way his eyes drooped half lidded from the pleasure.
Gabriel loved the sounds that Russ made, some lovers were much quieter but he didn't mind if they were silent or loud, he liked them all the same. His eyes stayed focused on Russ' half lidded eyes and lip caught between teeth as he pushed a finger in, quickly followed by the second. He knew Russ could take it, that Russ wanted that connection just as badly as he did.
A heady moan would come rolling off of his lips. Palms pressed against Gabe’s chest, Russ rolled his hips backward against the digits penetrating him. Gabe always knew what to do, knew what he wanted. “Oh Gabe.”
He could take it. He wanted it. Gabe had put him into all types of positions and Russ had loved every single minute of it.
Gabe worked quickly, his other teasing Russ' length to increase the pleasure, even though he knew his lover was pleased enough right now. "You're so beautiful when you're like this." Horny and needy, Gabe's favorite combination.
Both of his hands moved at once, leaving Russ empty and untouched as Gabe coated his length with the lube before holding the base, knowing his lover would shift into position. He loved this dance.
A low and soft whimper when those hands left him would come. But what was to come would overshadow any lack of feeling. He was desperate for contact, yearned for the feeling of being full. Gabe knew how to turn him on and dial him up with minimal effort, it was something that amused Russ a great deal.
Russ did shift into position, arching his back and bringing his rear end up. Fingers would slip around to part those perfect swells and bade silent permission to continue forward. And then he began to push backward against Gabe. Wide eyes, a gasp coupled with a moan. Russ braced himself and continued to slide easily down the length.
Gabe loved watching the way he slid into Russ, as well as those sounds of pleasure that filled the quiet room. His lover had little issue taking his sizeable girth and damn it if Russ didn't look so beautiful doing it.
"Easy baby… there's no need to rush." Of course there were times when the desire overtook him, but tonight he was just happy to be sharing this intimate moment with Russ, his favorite.
“Oh I don’t plan on letting you go any time soon,” Russ promised. He offered Gabe a cheeky wink and then leaned over to get a kiss. All the while, he continued to take the other man deep inside, slowly. Pleasure nestled into every single nerve in his body. His heart hammered in his chest. Once he’d run out of room, Russ leaned himself up into a sitting position. He fluffed his hair and put on a bit of a teasing show for the man currently inside of him.
The kiss was welcomed and returned, those lips were always so tantalising and he enjoyed getting a taste when he could, though always when they were alone. Gabe wasn't really one for public displays, though he wouldn't say no if they were alone somewhere. He let himself relax back against the soft mattress as Russ moved back to sit upright, hungry eyes roaming that gorgeous expanse of tanned skin. Hands then moved up, gently resting on Russ' waist to offer any help that might be required, though he knew that Russ rarely needed it. "So sexy."
Russ shimmied slowly on Gabe. He smiled and leaned into those strong hands, hips rolling as he claimed the part of the man that was only his for however long they would be bound together like this. He set his palms on Gabe’s stomach, arching his back as his frame shifted forward and back. “Only for you,” Russ purred. His grin widened. He didn’t sleep with anyone else, he didn’t want to. No one had him as hooked as Gabe did, and it was an addiction he couldn’t shake.
Over the space of five months Gabe had rediscovered just how great sex could be, no longer a tool for intel but for pleasure and connection - even if only once. He loved this connection with Russ, how that body felt around his length and those muscles under his hands. The unconventional friendship they had also built was great too, curling up together and listening to Russ chat about his day, he felt so content. "My sexy Russ." He grinned.
That quip of possession stirred up something ferocious inside of him. His jaw dropped and he moaned, thrusting his hips backward against that intrusion only to rock forward again. “All yours,” he promised. Breathless. While they didn’t have a traditional relationship in the context of being singular the way everyone else did, it worked this way for them. Russ pounded gently back against Gabe, slamming himself against that rigid crown.
Hips raised slightly, meeting Russ on each of those downward pushes, in moments like this Gabe loved every little thing about his lover. Slow or fast, Gabe longed to hear that moan, that cry or his name on their lips. Though hearing Russ say that he was all Gabe's made something a bit overprotective in him flare up. Sitting up he grabbed Russ by the hips and pushed the other man down onto the bed, continuing the firm rhythm that Russ had started. "Mine." He pretty much growled.
Russ hadn’t been expecting the shift but as soon as it happened he moaned loudly, eyes opened wide at the friction from the new angle. His legs spread to take Gabe in deeper with the transition. “Oh Gabe,” Russ called, hips rolling against the intrusion. “All yours,” he promised, again. Hands lifted, brushing fingers across Gabe’s arms and torso. God, he was gorgeous. Russ never got tired of seeing Gabe hovering over him or taking every last inch of what he had to give.
As tempting as it was to lower his head and suck marks on Russ' shoulder, Gabe wouldn't, it'd be such a shame to mark such perfect skin. But he had told Russ countless times to leave all the marks he wanted, he had absolutely no shame and would wear them with pride. Gabe was always somewhat cautious, he had quite a few more pounds on his frame than Russ did, he'd hate to even dream of hurting his lover because of this bulk and as a result always rested on his elbows, keeping his upper body raised while his hips continued the hard rhythm, pushing Russ firmer into the mattress.
Russ tilted his head. Eyes stared up at the ceiling for a moment, seeing stars as Gabe pounded hard into him. He was breathless, floating on the air. While he knew Gabe wouldn’t mark him outwardly, the inward claim was good enough for him. It didn’t matter if no one could see it. He liked keeping it between them like a secret even though he knew that everyone else already knew. Maybe they didn’t understand this bond but he didn’t care, as long as Gabe was happy he would keep coming back. Finally, Russ looked at Gabe again. He smiled and nodded. “Mmm, there…oh Gabe….right there, don’t stop…”
Gabe wasn't about to give it up either. There was something about the chemistry between them, the way their bodies aligned as well as their libidos. Gabe couldn't get enough of Russ. His eyes locked with Russ' as the other confirmed that Gabe was hitting the right spot. His pace picked up and each thrust caused a slap to fill the relative quiet. "Right there baby?" He asked, breath starting to come out in pants. "Wanted to fill you up all night. You look so beautiful when you come."
“Ooh,” was all the response Russ could utter. It felt like Gabe was slamming into his brain, rendering him useless. All he could do was nod, which he did, breathless. Around Gabe’s member his muscles tensed, squeezing. He swallowed hard and finally found his focus. “Make me come for you, Gabe,” he commanded softly. Fingers gripped Gabe’s arms, pushing hard against the skin and underlying muscle. “Make me come hard.”
The way Russ' muscles squeezed around him was amazing, everything about the other man was amazing and Gabe just wanted more and more, he was addicted. At Russ' command a growl rumbled deep inside Gabe's throat as he gave it all he had, knowing he didn't have a lot left but he wanted to keep that promise to Russ, to hear him crying out. "Mine. Mine. Mine." He repeated with each thrust.
Russ’ jaw dropped. He emitted a low, heady moan and on the last utterance of dominance and possession he gasped. His whole frame was wracked with pleasure, orgasm spurting between them. This exact moment was what made the patience and sharing worth it. No one else in his entire life had ever made him feel as good as Gabe did. “Gabe,” he murmured, spent and breathless. His hips continued to move, aching to feel the other man filling him up.
Gabe didn't stop his thrusts, not even as Russ' muscles squeezed so tightly around him, he didn't stop until he hit his own high. "Russ." His whole body shuddering as he climaxed, hot seed shooting deep inside Russ' body as his hips jerked through that high. "Oh baby." He whispered, his forehead lowering to rest on Russ' shoulder as he tried to catch his breath, utterly spent.
Russ’ smile cut wide open. He wrapped himself around Gabe, nuzzling at the side of his face and ear with the tip of his nose. “You make me feel so good,” he whispered. Every part of him tingled. He owed all of that to the man in his arms. He slid his palms across the expanse of Gabe’s back and shoulders, feeling sweat slicked skin, basking in the closeness.
He liked the way Russ curled around him, those limbs stopping him from moving, for the moment at least. He loved the closeness, sharing this moment together as their bodies slowly calmed back down before they'd part. Though there was no promise, Gabe did hope that Russ would let him stay for the rest of the night, curling up together with the thinner man wrapped up in his arms. "I love making you feel good, I'd do it every single night if I could."
“I wish you could,” Russ replied. The expectation was that Gabe left when he wanted to. If he was finished visiting and getting what he needed, the door was where it always was. If he wanted to stay, Russ always had a space in the bed reserved for him. His heart rate finally slowed. Breathing returned to normal. “But I understand.” Gabe also needed space, and Russ knew he visited other people. Trying to keep this spectacular man away from them felt wrong in all kinds of ways.
With most of his lovers Gabe would leave, or get them to leave after they had done what they wanted. Occasionally he'd let them stay, or they'd want him to but it was rare that he and Russ would go their separate ways afterwards. He tried not to read into it, they just enjoyed each other's company, right? "Wouldn't you get sick of me?"
“Are you kidding? I could never get sick of seeing you. I like you.” Occasionally he did get sick of seeing AJ when he was in one of his critical moods but thankfully that didn’t happen often (especially with Nate acting as the buffer). What Russ wasn’t saying was that his feelings for Gabe ran deep. There wasn't anyone else for him and that was okay. He would respect those boundaries they’d set when this arrangement began unless they changed for better or worse.
It hit deep inside him that Russ said he'd never get sick of him, Gabe could honestly never remember anyone saying that to him. His previous job hadn't exactly helped, he hadn't wanted to burden anyone with his frequent trips away that he couldn't talk about, or the total secrecy that surrounded his job. "It mightn't be every night, I do have other… friends who may want my company, I've got a lot of love to share."
Russell smiled. He set a hand on the side of Gabe’s face, “I know you do. I could never ask you to not share it, but you’d always be welcome back here for as many nights as you want to be.” He’d give Gabe full access if he wanted it so he could show up when he wanted to. He didn’t want to keep Gabe from anyone who might need him, even if he felt like the one who needed him the most.
When Gabe texted Russ just hours ago he definitely hadn't been expecting to be talking about relationships, he had just expected their usual sex and snuggles. Had he just agreed to an open relationship, or whatever they were actually called now, it was another thing that he wasn't quite sure about. His eyes closed for a moment as he pressed his cheek into Russ' hand. "I'd like that. I'd like it a lot." He then grinned down at Russ, capturing his lover's lips in a firm and passionate kiss.
His face hurt from smiling. For once, he understood the gist of what Gabe was saying. Usually, with him, you had to come right out and say exactly what you meant or he wouldn’t have understood but this was something he’d picked up on easily. His intent was never to bind Gabriel into anything he didn’t want; closed, open, a relationship at all. He was happy just to be part of it. But the idea of something more made Russ feel proud, wanted, appreciated. Considered. Russ’ eyes closed and he returned the kiss, hand shaking from Gabe’s cheek into his hair.
If there was one thing that Gabe had learned over the past five months, it was that Russ was very forgiving. There would be interesting times ahead that was for sure but they'd sort it out, Gabe did care about Russ in his own strange way. Pulling slowly back from the kiss he smiled down at Russ. "How about we have a shower and curl up in bed together?" It seemed like a great way to end the night.
As if Gabe were reading his mind, Russ grinned and nodded. “While I hate it when you’re not inside me, I think that’s a great idea.” It was the truth. There would be plenty more times to couple as they went on, especially now with their fresh start. Rinse, snuggle, repeat. “Race you.”
"I can think of a much better idea." Shifting back, Gabe slid out of Russ and instead of letting him go to race to the bathroom, Gabe picked him up in those strong arms and carried him off the bed and towards the bathroom. It wasn't quite the typical bridal carry, but he liked the way Russ felt in his arms.
He had not been expecting to be scooped up so when that happened, at first he was surprised but then he laughed, swinging his arms around Gabe to help with support. “I like this idea much more.” Russ pressed a kiss against Gabe’s cheek and let himself be whisked away toward the bathroom. This felt good. He felt safe and appreciated and even though he had to share, this man was his and he couldn’t be happier with the outcome.