gabriel’s eyes widen minutely when the other leans forward to kiss him, however brief — it still has him following up troy’s scan of their surroundings with one of his own afterward, before he’s being tugged at the wrist. he follows easily, breaking into a grin despite himself, & maybe there’s a sudden happiness making his stomach lurch the whole way up the stairs and into his room. maybe it only disappears somewhat when he’s being pushed down onto his bed & is distracted again by the way troy is looking at him. his own eyes narrow at the words, the way troy makes to kiss him and then bypasses his mouth entirely, but lips on his sensitive throat have always made him shudder and sweat. his hands slide up to grip at troy’s shirt, to pull him down so that their hips are pressed close together, warm through their clothes. ‘ well, i’m fuckin’ easy, i guess, ’ he grumbles, more for the show of it than anything. his chin tilts up to allow troy more room to work with, next words a little breathless. ‘ if i were seeing anyone seriously it might’ve been a different answer. ’ he hasn’t been seeing anyone — seriously or not — for months, unfortunately, but that feels a little sad to admit. hand inches up into troy’s hair, curls into strands much longer than he’s used to, & he gives a sharp little tug. ‘ kiss me for real, you jackass. ’
‘ just for me, i’d hope, ’ troy says the last two words so softly they’re almost inaudible. he’s never been the sentimental type but there’s something here he can’t exactly ignore, no matter how hard he tries. with so much time apart, it’s weighing a little heavy on his mind; just how easy it is to fall back into the same patterns. the fact that this is the first place he wanted to go as soon as he was released, as if this were the home he’d been longing for while behind bars. ‘ keyword being might’ve, ’ troy retorts, stating the obvious: even if there was someone else in the picture, they would inevitably end up like this. whatever they are, whatever they were---- one thing was always certain, and it was the sheer inability to resist the boy beneath him now, sprawled out over the mattress like a goddamn dream come true and troy actually needs to take a second to appreciate the sight. ‘ ah, easy and needy. just how i remember you, ’ troy smirks, eyes dark and full of desire--- and as much as he’d love to keep teasing the other, he wants it just as bad as gabriel does, and so giving in becomes the only thing left to do---- and there’s an instinctive push forward of his hips as he leans in to finalise the act, capturing gabriel in a tentative kiss and it’ll start off like this, but naturally fall into its usual graces because this is what he could never truly forget: how it felt to have gabriel’s lips upon his---- how effortlessly their mouths moved together, and how their bodies followed suit. and as the kiss grows more heated, his hands are more eager to touch--- and it’s all happening at such a languid pace, one could easily mistake it for intimacy. but that's not what this is--- at least that's what troy will tell himself.
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