#gp34 x reader

the bed’s creaking like crazy with every one of gabe’s deep thrusts. he’s hitting that spot—that’s so deep inside of you— that makes you go insane. but you can’t. you have to hold back every single moan, groan and whimper and slap your hand over your mouth before anything can slip out.

why? because will’s right fucking there. he’s just across the room sleeping like normal— for gods sake he doesn’t even know you’re there in the first place.

if you thought your moans and whimpers were bad you should hear gabe. his breath is shaky with every movement in and out of you. he has to bite his lip to draw back his moans. you know he’s trying hard because any other time every person on the dorm floor would’ve heard his cries.

at some point he’d buried his face in your neck because that’s the only way he wouldn’t have woken will up with feel of the clench of your pussy.

“‘m sorry. just needed you— so fuckin’ bad.” he whispers lowly into your ear. it sounds like he’s on the verge of a whimper, on the verge of crying out and signaling out to everyone on that dorm floor what you’re doing at 2:47 AM straight after getting back from a party, gabe unable to wait like always.

“gabe— quiet— will.” trepidation laces your voice, trying your best to whisper it out and not alert the blond no more than 6 feet away from you.

gabe digs in you. his head reaching parts inside you you didn’t know existed. god, he felt ethereal in you, divine. your parts link together like pieces of a puzzle. you can barley even think with his cock stuffing your walls to the brim. he feels too big for you, too much. how you’re not wallowing out in pleasure is beyond you.

gabe traces his teeth across your neck shallowly. you squeal. so loud gabe has to cover your mouth halfway through. if he didn’t will would’ve surely arisen.

gabe can’t even hold back soft little whimpers into your neck as he’s drawn closer to his peak. every twitch, shiver and clench of your pussy making him move closer and closer to it.

you get a very short notice on your orgasm. barley able to prepare or cover your mouth or bite your lip. it’s suddenly just there. apparent. crashing onto you with no mercy. you expect to let out a loud moan, you’re frozen in place and wouldn’t have been able to do anything anyways, but nothing comes out. you’re eyes are rolled back so far you’re not even shocked or confused. everything just feels amazing, heavenly, holy.

you come undone. both at the same time. intensely. passionately. right under wills nose. you slowly come down from your highs, gabe’s cum dribbling out along your sensitive folds.

“mmf—fuck gabe.” you wail out, head thrown back with your legs draped across his shoulders.

god he’s way too good at this. the way his tongue glides over your clit, making your whole body shiver in pleasure. quivering as he flattens his tongue against your sopping wet cunt.

he shifts. it’s not the same. “mmh— fuck. no.” you grasp his full head of hair. you you yank his hair right back to where you want him. “right there, gabe.”

he moans. literally moans as if he’s getting off strictly from that hair tug. you try again, not even guiding him just pulling him by his hair even closer to your slick slit. he whimpers and pants into you.

“—ngh—fuck. do that again. p-please.” you do just that. you bundle up his thick curls in between your knuckles. yank him closer, further, up, down— fuck, you don’t even know what you’re doing at this point. all you’re thinking about is just how to keep him eating pussy like this.

your legs are trembling, jerking at jittering around as his tongue laps at your cunt.

“oh my—fuck—oh my god, gabe.” you cry out. “fuck, gabe. so good at this.” you babble. you’re not even sure what you’re saying anymore. just focusing at the way his tongue sends shocks throughout your whole body. how every moan and grunt of his causes vibrations reverberating through your core. every lick and stab draws your peak closer and closer, building up.

you tug his hair again, hard. the way he wails out sends a godforsaken amount of pleasure through your nerves.

before you even know it you’re orgasm is there, catching you off guard. your whole body tenses up, yelling out anything you can. lord knows your not thinking with gabe between your thighs.

when you finally calm down, still panting heavily, gabe’s still holding your legs, only now drawing back from your cunt.

“did i do good, baby?” he says, voice rich and velvety, looking up with those stupid big eyes and a wide grin on his face.