December and Gabri

I trembled as I entered the kitchen and closed the back door. Hearing a small noise behind me I turned to see a young man standing there drenched from the rain. “Oh my gods! Who are you?” I shrieked and pressed my self against the door and the wall, glancing around in panic to find the phone and remembered that I had left it on my bedside table!
“December?” he whispered, his deep baritone voice coarse and deep-set eyes open wide as he held to his right side and bent over in pain.
“Who are you?”
“December, don’t you recognize me?”
I looked at him skeptically then it clicked, the black hair dripping wet in his face, those piercing dark eyes, and his voice, “Gabriel…” I inhaled deeply but couldn’t let out the breath.
“I…I…December…” he seemed in both pain and ecstasy.
I came to my senses, “Get out of those clothes and set them on the floor, I’ll be right back with Luke’s bath robe and something for the pain…what happened to you?”
He removed his hand from his side to show a bloodstain and his hand bright red.
“Oh Gabriel I…”
“December…”he shook his head.
“Oh, yes, get your clothes off I’ll be right back…”
I ran upstairs and grabbed my brother’s Jap Japanese dragon robe and some alcohol and wash towel and bandages.
Downstairs I looked up to a naked and beautiful Gabriel. Pausing for a moment in sheer admiration for the work of the gods on his…body I snapped out of it and looked down and threw him the robe. “Sit down and let me take a look at that wound,” I set him down next to me on the floor and poured some alcohol on the washcloth and applied it to the wound. He hissed and screwed up his face but didn’t cry out as I prepared the gauss and applied it too. He looked at me as I finished and screwed the cap on the bottle and began to run his fingers through the ends of my hair and let his thumb out line my jawbone.
“December…please, look at me.”
I looked up and into his eyes.
“Gabriel, what happened?”
“I fought with Luther and Legion…Perius fell and I followed…”
“C’mon, you need to rest…”
I led him upstairs and put him in my bed, “Sorry the room’s a lil’ rough but I haven’t time to clean…I’ll make some tea and, are you hungry?”
“No, please, don’t go…stay with me…” He reached out for me and I smiled as I crawled into bed with him and turned off the light.
Gabriel pressed his mouth roughly against mine. He was surprised when I kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around my waist to pull her closer to his body.
I ran my tongue across his bottom lip, begging for entrance into his mouth. Gabri gladly opened it for me and I pushed my tongue inward.
He ran his hands all along my waist, then up my shirt, squeezing my breasts gently at first. This made me sigh softly in his mouth. He grinned at this, so he squeezed them harder.
I pulled away from his mouth to get air, moaning as he ran his thumbs over my nipples.
I let my fingers trace his face and gently touched the silk of his lip and his hair. I laid my hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat and then felt mine, “Our heartbeats…they’re the same…”
He laid his hand on my chest and paused before nodding and nuzzling against me hair.
“Gabriel…” I let his name cover my lips before his mouth touched mine again. My hands searched his body, finally grazing his belly, pubic hair and caressing his member, which hardened in my hands. “December-“ he moaned beg began to tug and my clothes finally, getting frustrated, pulling them off and his mouth went to the skin between my breasts then moved to the left, nibbling the mound until finding the nipple. Fondling it with his lips and tongue until it grew hard in his mouth, his hands searched my breast, stomach, thighs, I pulled him down to me but his hand went first, into the softness between my legs setting off a silent alarm sending my juices flowing between.
He pulled him self up and looked at me, my body, I did the same. He was strong, his face serious and loving. Arms, abs, chest, flesh. His member thick and slightly curved. He lowered himself between my legs, his phylus slipping into me, I inhaled and as he slipped inside he let out a deep moan and my pelvis locked on his. He began the piston motion, making me want to scream as I gripped a handful of sheet in my one hand and pressed on his back with the other as he burned my clitoris and sent shocking chills through me. My nails bit into his flesh.
“December,” he groaned, pressing into me.
“Yes,,” I,” I replied, my muscles tightening then releasing in a maddening pattern. “Oh god!” I moan, and held on to him as the orgasms flooded me in a flash of golden color, going up from my loins through my stomach, quickening me.
He pressed deeper and deeper until I was in pain, his hand pulled the sheets away and laced his fingers into mine, holding my body to his with his other until he let himself go.

I opened my eyes to see his face in the moonlight from the window. His hard member was between my legs and his hand caressing my back. We were both wet and breathing deeply.
“December, December. December,” he whispered my name over and over again as if trying to seduce me more than he already had.