Cassian was sitting on the velvet sofa near the fireplace, a glass of red wine in hand, one
leg elegantly crossed over the other. His bathrobe had slipped slightly, revealing the sculpted lines of his chest. The firelight danced on his skin, casting shadows that made him look almost unreal, like something carved from temptation itself.
Gab froze in place.
Cassian looked up slowly, his gaze heavy, unreadable. He took a sip of wine, never
breaking eye contact.
"You took your time," he said, voice deep, smooth, with a teasing edge that made Gab's knees feel weak.
Gab swallowed hard, his mouth dry.
"I-I didn't know what to wear…" he whispered, tugging nervously at the ribbon of his bathrobe
Cassian set the wineglass down on the table with a soft clink.
He uncrossed his legs, the soft creak of the sofa breaking the silence, and made a subtle hand gesture, beckoning Gab to come closer.
"Come here," Cassian said, his voice low and commanding as he gently patted his lap.
Gab's heart pounded in his chest. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, but now that it was happening, it felt almost unreal. And yet, the fire burning in Cassian's
eyes grounded him, it wasn't a fantasy. This was real. Cassian wanted him.
Slowly, hesitantly, Gab stepped closer. He lifted one leg, then the other, and straddled Cassian's lap. Their chests were close, only inches apart. His knees pressed into the cushions on either side of Cassian's thighs, grounding him in place.
Cassian's warmth enveloped him. Gab could feel every breath between them, every beat of Cassian's heart syncing with his own. His hands hovered for a second before
resting on Cassian's shoulders, fingers curling slightly into the fabric of his bathrobe for balance, or maybe for courage.
Their eyes met. Something unspoken passed between them, want, fear, longing, and something deeper that made Gab's throat tighten.
He was here. He was wanted. And for the first time in so long, he felt like he belonged.
Cassian's hands slid slowly up Gab's thighs, settling at his waist, fingers pressing gently as if memorizing the shape of him.
Gab swallowed hard, his breath shaky. His eyes dropped to Cassian's lips, then
fluttered back up. The tension between them thickened, every second stretching like a string pulled taut.
Cassian tilted his head slightly. "Is this okay?" he asked, his voice a husky whisper, almost vulnerable.
Gab nodded, barely breathing. "Yes," he said, voice small but certain.
Then Cassian leaned in.
Their lips met softly at first, uncertain, testing, like the first touch of rain on dry earth. But as soon as Gab responded, something shifted. The kiss deepened, grew
hungry, and raw. Gab's hands slid into Cassian's hair, gripping tight as if he were afraid the moment might vanish.
Cassian's arms wrapped around his back, pulling him closer until their bodies pressed
together, no space left between. Gab gasped softly into the kiss, the sensation
overwhelming, too much and not enough all at once.
It wasn't just a kiss. It was everything they had kept buried, desire, pain, longing,
confusion. And in that kiss, they let it all pour out.
Gab pulled back slightly, their foreheads touching, breaths mingling.
"I've wanted this," he whispered, eyes still closed. "I've wanted you… for so long."
Cassian didn't answer right away. He just held him tighter.
"I know," he finally said. "Me too."
It seemed he had been hurting Gab for so long without even realizing it. The weight of
that guilt pressed heavily on Cassian's heart, making it ache.
Cassian reached for the ribbon of Gab's bathrobe, slowly undoing the knot. As the robe slipped from Gab's shoulders, his bare chest was revealed pale, firm, and perfect, with pink nipples that made Cassian inhale sharply.
He had never been drawn to a man's body before. But Gab… Gab was different. Every
fiber of his being responded, desire flaring through him like wildfire. The heat pooled low in his stomach, his arousal unmistakable.
"I've never seen you like this… not even when we swam in the lake," Cassian said, his voice low, rough with want. His eyes searched Gab's, hungry and full of fire.
Gab blushed under the intensity of his gaze. "I was shy… I'm not exactly built like a warrior. My strength is in my mind. I know I'm not—"
Cassian silenced him with a soft kiss on the neck, then murmured against his skin, "I
like your body, Gab. I want all of you."
He trailed kisses from Gab's neck down to his chest, his lips tasting, teasing. He bit
gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue, his hand roaming with growing
hunger.
A soft moan slipped from Gab's lips, and his back arched instinctively, offering more. His
hands clenched against Cassian's chest, trembling from the sheer intensity of
the sensation.
A louder moan escaped him when Cassian's mouth closed around one sensitive nipples, his tongue flicking as his other hand gently pinched the other.
Gab was trembling, overwhelmed. He had never imagined being touched like this, his body melting, his mind spinning, his heart racing.
Cassian pulled him close, then lifted him effortlessly, carrying him to the bed. He
laid him down with reverence, peeling away the last of their robes until nothing separated them.
Their bodies met bare, yearning, and desperate for more.
Gab's eyes lingered on Cassian's form, tracing every sculpted line with silent awe. He was breathtaking, his broad shoulders carried the weight of command with effortless grace, tapering down to a chiseled chest that rose and fell with quiet power.
Each muscle was perfectly carved, like a statue come to life, from the defined lines of his abdomen to the seductive V-line…
Gab gulped, his throat suddenly dry, his face flushing hot with desire. His manhood
throbbed, fully erect, aching to be touched, to be noticed.
Cassian noticed the way Gab stared, and he liked it. A small, knowing smile played on his
lips He enjoyed being watched, especially by Gab.
He leaned in, joining Gab in bed, their naked bodies touching, skin against skin, heat meeting heat. Cassian kissed him again, slower this time, letting his lips explore
every inch of Gab's body. But then, he paused, his hands hovering, unsure. This
was his first time with a man. He had never desired one before, and now he found himself uncertain, questioning if it was anything like being with a woman.
Gab chuckled softly, amused and touched by Cassian's hesitation. He reached for
Cassian's hand, bringing two of his fingers to his mouth. He licked them slowly, sensually, like savoring a lollipop.
"Let me guide you, Your Grace," Gab said with a teasing smile, eyes gleaming with
affection and desire.
"Damn, you're so sexy, Gabrielle," Cassian whispered, leaning in to kiss Gab's flushed
cheek.
"Then teach me properly," he added huskily, his voice low and rough as he nibbled at Gab's ear.
Gab guided Cassian's hand down to his entrance, his breath quickening. "You need to prepare me first… loosen me up properly," he murmured between shallow breaths.
Cassian slowly pushed in a finger, but Gab tensed, pain flashing briefly across his
face.
"Does it hurt?" Cassian asked, his voice full of concern, eyes searching Gab's for
reassurance.
"A little," Gab admitted, "but please… keep going, Cass."
Cassian nodded, gently adding a second finger, and then a third. Gab moaned, a mix of pain and pleasure swirling in his voice, his back arching instinctively to meet the rhythm.
"Damn it," Cassian growled, his restraint snapping, eyes dark with lust. "I can't take it
anymore."
He pulled out his fingers, shifting his position, lining himself up carefully as he
prepared to make his entrance.
Gab's face twisted in a mix of pleasure and pain, his fingers digging into Cassian's back
as if anchoring himself. Every thrust from Cassian sent shockwaves through him,
making his whole body tremble with overwhelming sensation. Their moans filled
the room, raw and unrestrained, echoing like a melody of shared desire.
"Gabs… fuck, you're so tight," Cassian groaned against his ear, voice thick with lust.
He captured Gab's lips in a desperate, hungry kiss, thrusting harder, deeper, chasing that bliss only they could give each other.
"Cassian—ahh, yes! I love it… I love you," Gab cried out breathlessly, eyes fluttering shut as he surrendered completely to the fire burning between them.
"That was…amazing," Gab whispered, his breath still uneven as he lay on top of Cassian, his cheek resting against the warmth of his chest.
Cassian let out a soft chuckle, his arms wrapping protectively around him. He pressed a tender kiss to Gab's damp hair.
"You're amazing, my Gabrielle… every part of you."
Gab closed his eyes, his heart full, his chest rising and falling gently with emotion. A
quiet smile formed on his lips.
"I've dreamed of this moment for so long," he murmured. "But I never thought… you'd
feel the same."
Cassian tilted Gab's face up gently, his gaze tender but firm.
"I didn't realize it until you were right in front of me," he said softly. "You opened my
eyes… and my heart. I don't want to go another day pretending I don't feel this."
Gab's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "You mean it?"
"I do," Cassian said, brushing his thumb over Gab's cheek. "You're not just a dream,
Gab. You're everything I didn't know I needed."
Gab leaned in and kissed him, slow and full of longing that had finally found its place.