Gravity of Love

13


I followed David in the club and for a second actually believed that something might have changed. Everything was the same even that one guy at the desk. A look of amused confusion spread on his face when he spotted me, but his eyes lit up when he saw David.

"Hey, you," the boy called with an affectionate tilt to his voice.

David stopped and turned.
"Hey Keith," David purred, "Thought you were off?"

"Nah, working a double," Keith said and then looked at me, "same could be said for you too, huh? You're quite the busy beaver, aren't cha?"

I closed my face down and gave him my best I-don't-know-what-you're-talking-about look. David frowned.
"Huh?"

Keith laughed softly and shook his head. "Not you, your pretty friend there."

David turned to me with a forced smile stretching his lips. "Gavin? He's never been here before."

Keith's eyes widened a bit but thankfully he recovered before David turned back around to look at him.

Ah..my mistake," Keith mumbled with a smile. "Thought you were somebody else, man."

I pulled on David's arm. "C'mon, let's go."

David gave me one last strange look and walked away. Keith was still smiling but the look in his eyes was murderous. Hmmm, maybe back there wasn't to help me but not to hurt David. Was that the only way to keep David's emotions safe by keeping him blissfully unaware? I hated lying to him like that, but I knew I'd hate it even more if he ever found out what I did –what Mannix and I did. I quickly walked away from him and caught up with David as he went up the stairs.

"Keith really seemed to know you," David said nonchalantly, but the implication was still there. We walked down the hallway and stopped at room number seven.

"How could he when I haven't been in here before?" I replied as neutrally as I could.

"Yeah," was the quiet reply and we entered the room. I slipped past him into the room with my head down, wasting no time and slipped my shirt over my head. I heard the door close and I was glad when I glanced behind me to see David was undressing just as quickly. I threw my shirt to the side and quickly turned away from the bed.

"How much are you paying for tonight?" I asked, taking my mind as far away from Mannix and last night as I could. I began to slowly work at the ties of my leather pants and I saw David's eyes watch my hands. His eyes finally found their way to mine.

"You know I can't tell you that."

"Why not?" I said with a shrug and slipped out of my pants and threw them in the corner to join my shirt. "What harm could it do? Can I guess? Couple of hundred? A thousand? Three?"

David started walking, pushing me back until I nearly stumbled at the bottom step by the bed, giving me two choices. Move or sit down. I sat down and David went to his knees looking up at me with sad eyes.

"I really can't tell you," he said imploringly, "Ren made me."

I scoffed the mere mention of his name making me angry all of the sudden.
"Ren…"I muttered.

"C'mon, don't think about that," he said. "Why does it matter?"

"It just does," I replied, using his words from the previous night. He frowned at me and a strange look passed over his face. Gently he pushed my legs farther apart and grabbed my balls with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. Everything else ceased to exist with that one touch; my body came alive like it was electrocuted. I watched as he lowered his head over my crotch and I soon felt the warm, wet cavern of his mouth over me, sucking as his head bobbed. My hips pumped forward, thrusting into his mouth like they had a mind of their own. Then it all stopped.

I opened my eyes, unaware I had even closed them and looked down at the now smiling David.

"Don't stop," I begged.

"Does it matter that much now?" He teased.

I smiled. "Not really," I muttered. He stood up and stepped up on the bias. He took hold of one of my arms and pulled me up on the bed and sat behind me, putting his arms around my chest holding me to him. I leaned back, trusting, and put my weight against his body. He rested his head on my shoulder and lightly nibbled on my ear.

"Money was just a means to an end for tonight, remember? It has nothing to do with why we're here."

"Pretty words," I mumbled and leaned a bit away from him but he tightened his grip around my chest.

"It's the truth, Gavin." He whispered. David nibbled at the back of my ear again and then moved to the nape of my neck, kissing it softly. Shocks of electricity ran down my spine and I shivered.

"Is it safe to assume you like that?" David said, his voice light with laughter. He didn't give me a chance to say anything and bit down on me again this time licking and nibbling on the skin. I could only moan and I tilted my head forward to allow him better access. He moved his hands from my chest and slid them down to my waist and upper thighs. I reached down and rested my hands on his, guiding them over my body, making him touch me where I craved it.

He sucked at my neck and pressed his body closer to mine and that strange feeling and overwhelming need came back. Why did I ache for him like this? Was it all in my head, an ideal of what I wanted or was he simply doing "what he does best"? Well if that was the case then Mannix wouldn't be fucking me every chance he got now would he? That made some of the desire fade and I pulled away from him. David pulled on me for a moment and then let me go.

"What's the matter with you tonight?"

I fucked your lover, fucked him and enjoyed. I had him in a way you never have and maybe never will. And it doesn't bother me and that's what bothers me.

I just shook my head and sat on the edge of the bed, suddenly interested in the pattern of the carpet beneath my feet.

"Gavin? Shit, don't tell me you're the one getting cold feet now?"

I chuckled softly, remembering the first night I met him and how he had been the one pulling away. His hands slid up my back and to my shoulder and he gently pulled me down to the bed forcing me on my back. We moved so that his upper body was on me and he kissed my chest softly.

"What do you want?"

Huh? Was he serious?
"That's my line, I think," I said teasingly.

David bit gently on my nipple and rolled his eyes up to look at me.
"It's mine too."

"Not tonight, David," I said a bit coldly. "Tonight has to deal with you, not me."

David let out a sigh.
"Spare me, Gavin, okay? Didn't you hear anything that I've been saying to you? I wanted to show you this room; I wanted to tell you all those naughty thoughts I've been having about you. Right now is about us, Gavin. Us."

He went back to kissing my chest and his soft lips worked up my throat, to my chin to find my lips. My hands flew out and held his head and pulled him closer to me. I moaned softly and slipped my tongue to probe at his lips and into his mouth. My whole body was getting hot and it felt like to not kiss him was the end of my world. I felt his hands grope my skin and finally grip my face. We were locked by the mouths; our tongues daring to get tied together and I knew I had to pull away soon to breathe. David was the first to pull his head back, taking a deep breath. God, that was intense. I pulled on his head a bit to bring him back down for another one but he went to my neck instead. This was nice too. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his wet tongue playing across my skin.

"What do you want, baby?" He whispered seductively.

My eyes flew open, something about that bothered the hell out of me. It was off somehow. I leaned my head up and looked at David and noticed as he moved around on the bed to get on top of me that his movements had become slower, more sensual. He looked down at me almost dreamy like and licked his lips.

"Tell me," he purred. Did David think I actually wouldn't recognize someone playing me? No fucking way. Was he actually pulling a mask on, even now? I'd never seen David this seductive, this smooth and it was unnerving as hell. "What do you want?"

"Stop dicking around for one," I snap.

He stopped smiling and his face wrinkled in confusion. Well that certainly got his attention, didn't it? "Huh?"

"You're playing me David," I said, "I don't need it and I don't want you to."

He smiled but it didn't reach those aqua eyes. "I can only be this way, Gavin."

"You can't bullshit a bullshitter, David," I grumble. Before he could say anything to that I gripped his shoulders and rolled us so that I was on top of him. He wanted to play, did he? Well then, I could too.

"You wanna know what I want? I want the real David. The one who kissed me that night in the garden. I want that kiss…" Our lips touched and I kissed him almost tenderly. It deepened and David started undulating beneath me, pumping his hips up to rub his cock against me. Whatever else I had in mind to tell him disappeared and all I could think of was driving myself deep inside him as we both came over and over again. Tempting, very tempting but there were other places I had fantasized about touching…and tasting. I pulled away from him and slid my body down his. I was sprawled on the lower half of the bed, my head hovering over his crotch. His cock lay hard and erect on his stomach, the rosy tip inviting me to give it a lick. I twirled my tongue in slow circles around the sensitive pink flesh and David cried out as if hit. I was so going to enjoy this.

"Just us," I whispered, letting my hot breath tickle his skin.

"Just us," he groaned and spread his legs wider apart, inviting me to delve further. I trailed a slow line form the underside of his cock down to his balls, sucking on them and drawing them into my mouth. I kept stroking him with one hand and with my right I took my index and middle finger and probed at his ass.

"Holy shit," he spat, taking a sharp intake of breath. I know it was probably driving him crazy with the triple stimulation and I felt a swell of pride at my skills. I stroked, sucked and plunged my fingers in while his heavy panting soon became louder and faster. His hips moved aimlessly trying to drive my fingers deeper, meet my pumping hand and my probing tongue. Jeez he was loud! A string of profanity fell out of his mouth the faster I went and by the slight tensing of his balls and anus I could tell that he was about to blow.

Just us," he panted. "Just us, just…just---fuck!"

He arched his back and his body convulsed as semen exploded over my hand and his stomach. I stopping sucking his balls and withdrew my fingers slowly. I still stroked him, gripping the length of him, milking his cock for every drop of cum. I pulled my hands away, his body still jerking slightly. His breathing was still labored and he was groaning softly with each exhale of breath. A few seconds passed and he pushed himself up from the bed and looked at me, his eyes still glazed over with orgasm. He looked at me hungrily and he grinned widely.

"Now I get to have some fun with you," he purred. Oh goody. I went to my back and scooted up and David went to the edge of the bed to sit.

"Can you undo your hair?" David suddenly asked.

I looked up at him, confused. "Why?"

He shrugged. "I just want to see you with it loose."

With a heavy sigh, I sat back up and quickly undid the braid, a curtain of black hair flowing around my shoulders. I gave him a 'now what?' look. He scooted closer to me and raked his fingers through my hair. I stiffened slightly, I usually only allowed Ren to play in my hair, but with David I'd make an exception. Hell, he could touch any part of me he damned well pleased.

"You like what you see?" I teased.

"I love it," he murmured and pushed my hair to the side, revealing my neck and placed a small kiss there. I shivered. He moved his kisses to my cheek and finally my mouth, slightly tugging on my lip ring with his teeth. He still held my head with his left hand and with the right he reached down and gripped my penis.

"Fuck yeah," I groaned into his mouth. He started to stroke me; alternately his pace, rotating his palm over the sensitive head of my penis making me jerk. I sucked on his tongue, drawing it into my mouth, twirling mine around it like I was sucking a penis. He pulled back from me suddenly, his hand falling away from my cock.

"What do you want me to do to you?" He whispered. I had enough of that question and I closed the distance between us, my dick throbbing painfully for his touch.

"Don't matter," I mumble, eyes fixated on his soft lips. "Don't care, just don't stop. Don't stop." I jumped him before he could respond, and fell into the ecstasy of his lips. David held me close for a few more moments and then pulled away with a sly smile. He moved so that he was sitting in front of me and he grabbed hold of my cock with both hands and brought them up and down as if churning butter. I almost collapsed from the sudden stimulation and decided to lean back. I braced myself up on my arms and moved my legs wide so he could fit in-between them better as I pumped into his hands; raising my hips in time with his hands, I soon had a steady rhythm.

"You like that?" David purred.

"MM-hmm," I moaned.

Again, without warning he stopped and I was left pumping into the air. I pushed myself up a bit and glared at him

"What the fuck, man?" I nearly shouted.

He only laughed. "Temper, temper."

He settled in closer in front of me and kneeled over. Taking my penis back in his hands he looked up at me and smiled.

"I'm going to make you cum so hard your eyes are gonna pop out."

I laughed. "Bring it on."

He chuckled and brought his mouth over the tip of my penis. He still cupped his hands around me, yet now both his hands and mouth were moving at a steady pace. Felt dizzy…couldn't think…I soon became a mush of deep cries and groans. I remember saying his name repeatedly and then my brain exploded. Okay, okay, so it didn't explode but it sure as hell felt like it. Orgasm hit me like a tsunami wave, crashing down hard on me reaching that point where pleasure meets mind-numbing pain. I fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling and watched us in the mirror as David's head still worked on my cock, milking every bit of my orgasm. David pulled back and climbed on top of me, burying his head in the crook of my neck sighing heavily.

I stared at the back of David's body wrapped around mine and felt a strange feeling come over me. Being here with him like this felt so right and yet…it didn't. I couldn't really explain what I felt; it was a mix of peace and sadness, of regret and longing. The duality of emotions ran through me until they were a chorus of screaming voices in my head and I finally pushed David off me with a frustrated sigh. He rolled off me but held on to my arm to keep me from escaping the bed.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"We did what we came here to do," I said coldly, "I need to get home to Ren."

David pulled his hand away slowly and scooted away from me.
"Is it that easy for you to just pack up and go?"

"Isn't it for you?" I snapped.

David only looked at me as if he had no idea who I was, like he was seeing something that he hadn't noticed before. Well, wake up call for him. He can have whatever fantasy about me, but this was me. If he got used to it, fine. If not, then he was going to have hurt feelings by the end of it all.

"Not tonight it isn't," he said softly. "I fuck other people because I'm paid to, not because I want to. Walking away from them is easy because I don't feel anything, I don't care about them. But you, Gavin? I can't walk away from you."

I closed my eyes and willed my heart from beating so fast. Why did he have to say things like that? Why did he have to try and make me believe that I was something more than what I was? I didn't say anything and went to my knees so I could get off the bed. Moving quickly David crawled around in front of me, those pools of blue crystal boring holes into me.

"Move." I grumbled.

He shook his head, strands of blond hair falling in his face and over his eyes.
"No, not until you hear me out."

I sat back on my heels and sighed and gave him a 'just get on with it' look.

"I'm not saying that I'm love with you, I'm not saying that we're meant to be together, and I'm sure as hell not saying that our lives would be any better," David said carefully as if I was an animal that would run at any minute. "I care for you, Gavin, that's all." He stayed on all fours and slowly crawled his way to me until he was so close I had to back up. David smiled at me almost sweetly and did a comical pout.

"You're eyes didn't pop out," he whined.

That shocked a laugh out of me and just like that the tension surrounding us broke. I closed my eyes and shook my head, fighting back all the voices in my head. I opened them when I felt David's forehead press against mine and I couldn't help but smile.

"Can I try again?" He whispered with a naughty grin.

I chuckled and slowly lay back down on the bed. "Bring it on," I whispered back.

He fell on me with kisses and bites as he swept my body away to another reality of pleasure. It was almost like I was drugged from his touch and my eyelids fluttered as he took me in his mouth again. He never asked me what I wanted he simply gave it to me, slowly and tenderly as he forced moans from my throat. I came bucking on the bed, his fingers deep inside me and my cock hitting the back of his throat. And, no, my eyes still didn't pop out. But, like they say, third time's a charm, yes?