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There are days when Gabriel firmly believes that they’ll eventually end up breaking some piece of furniture in his apartment, days when Nico exhibits a level of stamina that Gabi can’t help but think someone who’s nearly forty years old shouldn’t actually have, along with an astonishing level of determination, enthusiasm, and physical energy that even Gabriel found himself lacking from time to time, that was truly something to consider, given that Gabi himself could already feel his head spinning just a few minutes ago. Well, this is one of those days where Gabriel thinks that maybe, just maybe, he might have underestimated exactly how many rounds Nico has in him.
His apartment was a complete mess; there were clothes lying around in every corner, socks, pants, shirts, shoes, boxers, while Gabi ended up knocking over some of his own houseplants as Nico pretty much slammed him against the nearest wall, which Gabriel was only too happy to reciprocate, wrapping his arms around him with equal ferocity and pulling him close, while kissing him with such desperation and hunger as the feverish rush inside him compelled him to bite Nico’s lower lip, hard enough to get the older man to growl against his mouth and squeeze him even harder back against his kitchen wall.
The night hadn’t started out that way, though, but with provocative banter, because of course, after all, that’s how Gabriel does his thing. Gabi was great at it, he loved it, just loved watching that look in Nico’s eyes whenever he seemed to be holding back from fucking Gabi against the closest wall to the point where Gabi would forget how to utter anything but choked, overwhelmed moans. That hungry smile on his lips, his sharp teeth revealed like some savage predator awaiting to claim his prey, the subtle tilt of his head to one side with every suggestive thing Gabriel would say, to which Nico just offered a little chuckle while his eyes burned right through Gabriel.
Nico's affectionate way of looking at him with that huge smile was always easy to read, his gaze would usually shift between ones filled with deep affection and love, and others that were something of a dangerous lust, the very look that had Gabi looking away as he nearly giggled to himself in nervous excitement. The night began with Gabriel running his tongue over his lips and then sinking his teeth into them after a clever and flirtatious exchange during dinner. It also began with Gabi resting his sneaker against Nico’s shoe from under the table, it all started with a smile, a glance, an unspoken something, a feeling, an undeniable attraction, and crushing desire surrounding them both like invisible strings from which neither of them had ever wanted to break free.
But, all that remains are growls, Gabriel being dragged across every room in his own apartment, firm, large hands grabbing him, pulling him, practically lifting him off the floor and throwing him against whatever surface was nearby, the warmth and passionate closeness of Nico’s body against his own, fingers digging into his skin, deep moans and feral sounds right in his ear, heavy breathing. The night goes on like this, with Gabriel doing his best to keep up with the intensity of it all, but secretly submitting easily, well, not so secretly because they both know exactly what Gabriel likes, which is just to let himself go completely, letting Nico completely own him.
Things went on just like that. First, Nico dropped to his knees in front of him and sucked him off so good that Gabriel saw flashes of bright lights, his legs grew weak, and he could barely hold himself up on the other man’s shoulders, his back arching against the wall, head thrown back and neck fully exposed, eyes tightly shut, with his mouth open in choked but soundless moans. Gabriel’s fingers slid through Nico’s already messy blonde hair, pulling and burying his fingers in between his strands. Nico's hot, wet mouth around him felt simply too good, but Gabi could barely move his hips forward because Nico's hands were holding him right where he wanted him.
Nico’s strong hands gripped the backs of his thighs and held him in place even as Gabriel came so deep in his throat that everything turned upside down for several long seconds. Nico swallowed enthusiastically, saliva dripping down his chin, a wet mess all over his jaw, then leaned back and bit one of Gabi’s thighs just as he was still quite sensitive from the intense orgasm, causing Gabriel to double over with a fragile, high-pitched laugh as he clung to the kneeling man’s shoulders once more.
But god, that was only the beginning of Gabriel’s orgasms that night, fuck, he really didn't get what was coming his way that night. Soon after, Nico got up off the floor with that vicious, craving smile of his, pinned him against the wall again, then proceeded to kiss him until his lungs were almost out of air. Nevertheless, it didn’t take long for Gabriel’s body to respond, as Nico’s hands traveled over his skin, squeezing, touching, grabbing, and digging his short nails into him. Nico slid a knee easily between his thighs, prompting a faint moan from Gabi, who couldn’t help but smile and gasp in response against Nico’s lips once he felt Nico’s hand slide down his spine to his ass. Nico squeezed him hard, and Gabriel let out a high-pitched sound, trying to hold on to Nico’s broad shoulders as Nico pinned him against that wall.
So, after that, there wasn’t much of Gabriel left untouched, and to be exact, Gabi was sure he’d wake up with bruises, bite marks, and fingerprints all over every inch of his body. He was lucky they had a few weeks off, which would definitely be helpful, since he wasn’t sure he’d even have the energy to get out of bed the next morning, knowing full well that nights such as these meant he’d be showered with every possible kind of attention the next day: breakfast in bed, a bath, Nico lovingly shampooing his hair, plenty of kisses, back massage, lots of his favourite chocolates, with Nico also crawling into bed to cuddle up with him and get some more sleep after he’d been properly fed and everything was nice and clean.
With that being said, Gabriel’s entire body trembles violently for the first time when Nico fucks him against the wall right there. He growls, grabbing him by the waist and turning him to face the wall, pulling his hips back so he bends slightly against the wall, something Gabriel knows all too well how it works. He immediately rests his open palms on the wall in front of him and bends down, spreading his legs and arching his back. However, Nico finds himself unable to stop a satisfied moan from slipping out as soon as he slides a finger between Gabriel’s cheeks, realizing how ready he already is.
Nico’s index finger slides inside effortlessly and they both moan in unison, with Gabi clawing at the wall in front of him with his short fingernails. "Fuck, look at that. " Nico purrs behind him, his free hand gripping his hip so tightly it almost hurts and is so fucking hot that Gabi’s cock gradually goes hard again beneath his own lower abdomen. “What the hell were you doing to yourself before I got here, huh?” Nico demands, watching how his finger slides in and out of the younger man with a breathtaking amount of effortless ease.
Gabriel glances briefly at him over his own shoulder with a mischievous smile playing at the corner of his lips. “I think you know exactly what I’ve been up to,” he mumbles, and his voice comes out almost like a breathless moan. “Come on, I’m ready, so hurry up there, would you?”
Nico runs his tongue over his lips at the sight before him, holy fuck, he’s absolutely sure that his cock would easily slide inside him like that right away. “How many fingers did you get inside yourself, Gabi?” The words come out in a low growl as he takes a deep breath, his jaw clenching shut in an effort to hold back a moan while whatever self-control he has left slowly slips away.
Nico’s second finger pushes inside him next to the other one, and Gabi throws his head back a bit. Oh, damn, his fingers are a little bigger than his own, always adding up to that very stimulating contrast. “Mhmm, three… almost four, but I wanted to feel you, goddamn it,” Gabriel confesses, gasping between his teeth. “I kept... trying to pretend that you were fucking me with your fingers, but, oh, it wasn’t enough, I needed the… the real thing.” He chokes up again when Nico’s fingers go so deep inside him that his hips thrust forward involuntarily. “I need you deep inside me, Nico,” he practically whimpers the last sentence.
With a third finger pushed inside him, Nico twists his wrist at a more precise angle to thrust each finger as deep as he can into Gabi. “Oh, yeah?” he teases, leaning over Gabi’s back, body-to-body, warmth pouring between them, sweat gradually spreading over Gabi’s skin, pleasurable tingling traveling up his legs, from the tips of his toes. There was already an extra amount of pressure inside him caused by that first, but brief, climax, giving him a hint of what was really to come.
Nico does not allow him any breathing room. "This is exactly what you want, isn’t it? For me to put you in your place. Fuck, that’s why you’ve been acting out more than usual tonight, and you’re well aware of just how much I know you, Gabi.” He pulls him back, sliding his free hand under his stomach, holding him firmly in place with one arm wrapped around Gabi’s hip. “You know, you should just start asking me for it whenever you feel like. Have you ever thought about that? Just tell me that you want me to fuck you hard enough to get that damn attitude out of your system.”
Gabriel chuckles softly, humming as it becomes increasingly impossible to keep his legs still. Gabi is well aware that he won't be able to stay bent over like that for very long, something that might be a bit of a concern since he's quite young to be having back problems. He wants to arch his back and straighten up a little, yet he doesn’t even dare to move from where he’s been placed. “But, hmm, what fun would that be?” Gabi moans softly. "That one look you give me is always just enough to turn me on, plus I know how much you're into this too.”
The way Nico is possessing him feels very much like a warning, there is nothing gentle about his touch, those fingers inside him aren’t thrusting slowly; they’re stretching him as if he wanted to make enough room to fully possess him from the inside out, making sure that every last piece of Gabriel is relaxed enough for him to take it all. Nico laughs, quietly, close to him, seductive, predatory. “Um, Gabi…” he begins, in a near-purr, and something in his voice sends shivers down Gabriel’s spine from head to toe.
Gabriel silently gulps, his eyebrows arch up in curiosity. Nico's entire arm wraps around him with incredible ease. "Yeah, you're right, I like this just as much as you do, however, Gabi... I have every intention of making this go on all night long.” He informs him like it’s a piece of common courtesy. "How many times did you come last time, hm? Three times? I wonder how many times you'll be coming tonight, four, five?" Every word is laced with a provocative, authoritative edge that only serves to leave Gabi even more breathless.
With a growl, Nico’s fingers press down inside him at just the right angle, as if he wanted to prove a point. "Let's find out, because I don't plan on letting you get away that easily this time."
Is that a promise? He really hopes so. That's the first thing he thinks to himself, only to be followed immediately by a brief flash of nervous curiosity, questioning whether he could really come that many times in a single night. Last time, Gabriel was almost knocked out as soon as he came for the third and final time he could keep going, with his whole body contracting and shaking, eyes rolling back in his head, tears streaming down his face. It was indeed a tempting scenario, yet it also left Gabi practically with his tail between his legs, given that he was usually the type to bite off more than he could chew. What could he say?
Regardless, his smile remained as he glanced over his shoulder at the older man once more, his eyebrows raised in a mix of defiance and disbelieving amusement. "Oh please, we both know who's not gonna last, old man. Besides, this is exactly what I’ve been dying for, so cut the small talk and show me what you’ve got. I’ve been waiting for this all fucking night," he mocks, pressing the tip of his tongue against the corner of his mouth. It's actually quite risky for him to say that, considering last time he was the one with tears streaming down his face and a runny nose at the end of the night. "Jesus, I mean, I don’t have all the time in the world here, man."
"Alright, Gabi... Just remember to let me know when you need to take a break. You're going to need one." Looking very determined with desire burning in his eyes, Nico gave him a smile in return, and it was as if he really didn't need to say anything else because the next few hours would speak for itself.
And well, that whole thing had happened a little more than an hour and forty minutes ago, but here they were now. Gabriel’s entire body felt like it was about to catch fire, with Nico buried so deep inside him that nothing seemed to ease the sensation of just how fucking filled he felt. Gabriel’s legs are wrapped tightly around the older man’s hips, he’s been lifted off the floor and pressed against that same damn wall with Nico fucking him hard, both of them right up against each other’s sweat-covered bodies, making Gabi’s hard, dripping cock rub against their stomachs, Gabi’s ankles locked behind Nico’s waist, as his body bounces up and down with every deep thrust that slams him into the hard cold wall.
Gabriel had already come three times, and that last orgasm had definitely left him totally spaced out, almost struggling to keep his head up, but well, Nico didn’t seem anywhere close to being done with him. Nico’s arms held him against that wall as if Gabi barely weighed anything, yet Gabriel no longer had the energy even to focus on the fact that it was simply that easy for Nico to throw him around. As far as that’s worth anything, it’s just another detail that would make him painfully hard again, but of course, that’s assuming he’d be capable of it, which he didn’t think was really possible at his current state.
Every time Nico’s cock kept thrusting against the nerve endings inside him, another kind of electric shock pierced his senses as if there were no end to it. By now, he was no longer sure where his own body started and Nico’s ended, instead, there was this very real sensation that he was melting and becoming one with Nico and the wall behind him. The sweat only made things worse, but his own stomach was already so messed up with his own cum that he didn’t even have the courage to look down between their bodies.
The pleasure was overwhelming, and he felt raw, as if his entire nervous system were fully exposed for the whole world to see, but Nico was holding him there, keeping him all to himself, as if he wouldn’t let anything or anyone even catch a brief glimpse of the pleasure Gabi was melting into. Nico fucks him so good that Gabriel really can’t think of anything else, not a single coherent thought makes an appearance in his brain, and he keeps getting fucked against that wall, just as he’d already been fucked while facing the wall, from behind, until now he’s off the floor and has no where to move.
Yet all he manages to do is try to hold on as best he can to the other man’s shoulders. Wrapping his arms around the man’s shoulders, he clung to him as if hanging on for dear life, each thrust grinding against that already overstimulated spot deep inside him. Nico kept breathing heavily into his ear, letting out low grunts as he kissed every inch of his neck, licking the sweat from his skin, as well as gently biting every piece of exposed skin his teeth could reach. Nico still had enough self-control not to leave obvious marks on the most noticeable parts of his body, trying to avoid the younger man’s neck, but his teeth kept finding their way back to that very tempting spot between his neck and shoulder.
The silence and Gabriel’s choked moans spoke volumes, his short fingernails digging deep into Nico’s broad back, pressing harder and harder down onto his reddened skin every time Nico drove himself as deep inside him as he could, so deep he was able to feel Gabi’s muscles contract, his legs trembling even as he kept them wrapped around Nico, his shaky breath escaping as soft whispers through his lips. For a brief moment, Nico pulled back slightly just to look at his face. “Mm, Gabi…” he groaned deeply; another thrust, and once again Gabriel scratched his back with whatever strength he had left. “Holding up okay there, sweetheart?”
Gabriel slowly opened his eyelids, not even realizing he’d closed them, then looked at Nico through trembling eyelashes, holy shit, his eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. Gabriel slowly leaned the back of his own head against the wall, letting his mouth fall open as he tried to find anything to say, or at least make some kind of sound, when another hard thrust deep into his prostate immediately made him whimper as loudly as he could from the very back of his already exhausted lungs. Nico just grinned, unable to get enough of the pretty little sounds Gabriel kept making for him.
And oh, he looked fucking gorgeous like that, complete undone and falling apart in his hands, face all bright red, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, a narrowed, clouded gaze, swollen lips from being constantly bitten, and wide pupils that reflected how much he was loving it.
"Do you think you've had enough, Gabi?" Nico suggests out of breath, leaning his own torso back close to Gabriel until he is able to press his lips to the corner of Gabriel's mouth. His words, however, must have brought some kind of euphoria back to him, because Gabriel grabs him abruptly and arches his back off the wall, wrapping every limb around Nico with sudden intensity that takes the older man off balance, holding the younger man against the wall. “Ugh, fuck.” Nico gasps as Gabriel squeezes him in every possible way.
“Mhmm, fuck, I—oh my god… keep going, just keep fucking me, pleasepleaseplease…” Gabriel whispers so urgently into his ear that he sounds like a wild animal. He thinks he’ll completely lose it if Nico stops now, especially when he’s already gotten this far. Three orgasms had been more than enough to get him to the breaking point last time, and Gabi knows he’ll barely be able to handle another one, but he wants it... he wants it so fucking badly. “Don’t you dare stop, y-you hear me? Nico, please, mrgh—”
Nico almost laughed, surprised but totally into it. “Holy shit, Gabi,” he whispered, blown away. He’d already come inside Gabriel once, and he was about to do it a second time. “Yeah, I hear you, baby. Now, hold on tight to me, okay?”
Out of breath, Gabi does as Nico tells him; every part of his body is so weak that everything feels too slow, a little off-balance, but oh, he’s far from asking for a break. His desire is just as strong as Nico’s when it comes to seeing this through to the end. He wraps his legs and arms as tightly as he still can around Nico’s body and holds on to him, pressing his forehead to the line of his neck. Gabi can barely keep his jaw shut anymore, so he immediately starts drooling onto the older man’s skin.
But when Nico starts walking, with him in his arms, Gabriel’s grip wavers slightly, and he digs his nails into Nico’s shoulders again, hissing softly at the other man. “Don’t worry. I’d never drop you.” Nico whispers back to him as he continues walking toward Gabriel’s bedroom while carrying him along.
Gabriel mutters something under his breath, completely incoherently, but it doesn’t take long for his body to be carefully placed on the bed, and as he feels the soft surface against his back, Gabriel lets out a small sound, rolling onto his stomach with a few grunts. He presses his knees into the mattress and tries to crawl up the bed, reaching for the headboard in anticipation, because he doesn’t yet know how many more rounds Nico has planned for him, but he feels he needs to hold onto something.
His fingertips graze the headboard for half a second when Gabi feels Nico’s firm hands on his waist, pulling him down again, and Gabriel grunts loudly in defeat at how easily Nico can just manhandle him like that. "Nghh—" Gabi whines, with nowhere to go, even though he doesn't really want to be anywhere else anyway.
“Where do you think you’re going, Gabriel?” Nico calls out in amusement, holding Gabriel’s sweaty body down on the mattress.
Gabriel hisses through clenched teeth, trying to glance over his shoulder at Nico. “Oh, screw you, is that... is that all you've got? I was, mhmm, expectin' more—” he decides to taunt him, because of course he would.
A deep, growling sound. "Oh, you want more? I'll give you more." Sure enough, Nico barely gives him another second to get ready before he spreads his legs, pulls his hips back up off the bed until his ass is more exposed, and then buries his cock so deep inside him again that it effortlessly takes all the remaining life out of him. "That's right, Gabi, taking it all like a champ, yeah?" he literally growls and slaps Gabi's ass in a hard smack, getting him to cry out with a long, desperate moan, though there's absolutely no slowing down or change in the intensity of his thrusts.
Gabi arches his back and buries his face into the mattress, moaning so loudly that he can feel his vocal cords vibrating firmly, the dryness in his throat already feeling sore from the endless sounds that keep pouring out of him. That moan is from pure pleasure that spreads through every inch of his stimulated nerves the moment Nico’s cock fills him completely for the thousandth time that night. The sound of skin-on-skin echoes off the walls, his demanding hands don't let go of his hips not even for a second, with every new second that goes by, that possibility of Gabi actually losing consciousness seems increasingly real.
When Nico starts pounding him even harder, thrusting his hips forward inside him at that same damn angle, that’s when his legs really start to shake. He rolls his eyes back in his skull and what comes out of his mouth aren’t exactly moans anymore, but low, almost desperate whimpers. His prostate is constantly being stimulated, and unbelievable as it is, he slowly feels himself getting hard again. It’s completely insane how it’s burning him from the inside out, that unbearable pressure right below his belly button sending him out of his mind. Nico is filling him up in all the right places, and he can’t catch his fucking breath.
Nico’s hands hold his hips up, Gabriel’s ears start to buzz, yet he can still hear Nico moaning and groaning behind him, every limb of his body melting into that mattress, and he goes completely limp as Nico fucks his brains out. Very slowly, he tries to lift his head just a little to suck in a bit of oxygen while his body keeps getting rocked up and down. His toes curl, except he no longer has anything left in him to even try to hold onto the sheets, so Gabi just lets his arms stretch out on either side of his torso, while his cock, trapped between the bed and his own stomach, is subjected to an overwhelming amount of friction. He actually feels like he might come just like this, the thought alone sends shivers through his entire body.
One of Nico’s hands leaves his hips and reaches Gabriel’s messy curls, grabbing his hair and pushing his head down onto the mattress, he adjusts the angle of his own hips, pounding relentlessly deeper inside him, Gabi’s spine arches out even further while only his hips are left off the bed, his upper torso fully laid flat on the surface. Gabi’s sweaty back has Nico aching to simply run his tongue along every beautiful curve, every line from back to front.
Pressing his pelvis completely against Gabi’s ass and pushing his entire length deeply inside him with a strong, hard thrust, Nico pulls Gabi’s head away from the mattress, fingers gripping his soft curls even tighter. Gabi sobs, arches his back, and tenses up, feeling himself getting closer and closer, even though it should be impossible... downright impossible, since he's already come more than enough times, just, fuck, he's burning up, sweating all over, practically boiling. The feeling is so overwhelming that it feels like it could break him, turn him into some kind of mess.
Nico, however, seems to know him way too well, because he can tell right away when Gabriel is about to cum. “Are you close, Gabi? Mm?” he hisses while thrusting deep and hard, moaning softly in satisfaction as he watches Gabi’s back arch into a perfect curve as he clenches tightly around his cock.
Nico lets go of his hair, grabbing his hips firmly with both hands once more. But god, all Gabriel manages to do is nod slowly, his hands sliding across the sheets even though his fingers struggle to grip anything, sweat trickling down the middle of his lower back, his feet slipping on the sheet as he continues to writhe and squirm in response to the almost unbearable pressure that’s taking root deep in his lower abdomen. Oh fucking hell, he’s going to pass out or some shit, he’s almost certain. Gabriel can’t stay still, pushing his hips back, desperate for Nico to go even deeper, even though he knows it’s not physically possible, his whimpers growing weaker as he whines, sobs, then pretty much growls like some wild creature.
Gabi wants to feel Nico everywhere, in every empty space that still remains inside him, he wants Nico to fill him up in every possible way, wants to feel it right down to his very core, wants Nico to completely wreck him, screw it. He starts grinding his hips against the mattress, desperately trying to come again, and it feels like his nerves are on fire, the fuck, he can’t do it, he can’t, he just can’t. Then suddenly, Nico pulls out of him, and It just makes him let out a pathetic whimper through clenched teeth. “Plea-please, ugh, pleeease...” he begs, tears welling up in his eyes.
In one fluid, quick motion, his body is flipped over on the bed, where he once again lies completely limp and boneless on his back on the mattress. Nico’s warm, strong hands manhandle him with precise movements, spreading his legs, gripping the backs of his knees, and pushing his legs up against his torso, practically folding him in half. The only sounds coming from Nico are heavy, raspy breaths escaping between his parted lips, then once again, his cock slides back inside him easily in a one deep, powerful thrust.
From this position, however, it seems like Nico is penetrating him so deeply that Gabi can feel it right down to his very core, to the point where he can’t catch his breath when Nico goes back to fucking him so hard and fast until Gabi just starts whispering words in Portuguese, some of them being curse words, while others are just mumbles that barely make any sense. Now Nico gets to see just how much of a mess Gabriel really is, that overwhelmed expression all over his features, his eyebrows almost pressed together as he clearly can’t focus his eyes on anything, tears welling up in those big brown eyes, holy fuck, he’s going to cum deep inside him again, looking directly into his eyes just like that.
It's too much for him to take, being fucked in that position with Nico getting so close and pushing himself so far inside, it's too much, just too fucking much... it feels like he's about to burst into a million little pieces, or like some thin, invisible string is being slowly pulled apart with every second that goes by as he gets fucked like that, and is so fucking good. Two hours had already gone by, that he was sure of, maybe two hours and ten minutes? Twenty minutes? Or two hours and a half? Who knows, he wasn’t keeping track, nor was he capable of doing so, unable to focus on anything other than the unbelievably good, almost suffocating feeling of having Nico’s every inch reaching all the right spots inside him.
A single tear rolls down the corner of his eye as Gabi weakly tries to slide a hand over his own stomach to reach his cock and cum before he goes completely crazy, the position making it so hard to breathe, with Nico just fucking him right down into the mattress like he's never gonna get enough, and that's not exactly how Gabriel thought tonight would go. But god, he’s not complaining, he seriously isn’t, the thing is, though, Gabi can’t be sure if he’ll still be in one piece by the time this night is over, because it really feels like Nico is trying to fuck him out of his own body.
It’s at that very moment that Nico lets go of his knees, and Gabriel can’t even take the opportunity to stretch his legs a little because the overwhelming pleasure has him trying to close his legs around Nico’s hips. Two seconds later, the older man grabs his wrists and pins them above his head, just as another tear escapes from Gabi’s eyes. Now, his thrusts shift to a slower pace, yet still so deep that each movement leaves him gasping out “ah, ah, ah..." with every precise push against his very sensitive prostate.
However, he was so close, so extremely close that the pleasure is now tearing him apart from the inside out, and he weeps loudly. Just a little longer and he'd cum, oh fuck, all he needed was Nico's hand, or he'd just do it himself, whatever, he didn't care, he just needed to cum, he needed it so badly it was driving him fucking crazy. “Nico, Nico, I was so, so fu-fucking close, Nico, just... fuck, oh god, please—”
"Go ahead then, cum on my cock." That’s all Nico hisses at him, as he leans in so close that his chest presses against Gabriel’s. Nico holds his wrists tight above his head and keeps them there, even as Gabriel’s knees squeeze firmly on either side of Nico’s body between his legs. The burning pleasure shoots right through his stomach.
The physical proximity of their bodies takes his breath away, and he keeps squirming. Gabi closes his eyes tightly as he involuntarily clenches around every inch of his cock. “Holy shit, fuck, holy fucking shit... oh god, I can’t, I can't—”
"Yes, you can." Nico's fingers wrap tightly around his wrists and squeezes, lowering himself even further against Gabriel, effectively covering the younger man's body with his own. Nico's body weight keeps him pinned beneath him. "You'll either cum with just my cock inside you, or you won't cum at all. Get on with it, Gabi."
Every fucking word that comes out of Nico's hot mouth just turns him on even more, to such an extent that Gabi almost gets the feeling the pleasure is taking his life away. Jesus, every muscle in Gabriel’s exhausted body starts to tighten in that same way he’s familiar with when he’s about to come, but there’s barely any stimulation on his cock, and he doesn’t know if he can do it, he doesn’t know, but he’s so close, so fucking close, it almost burns, it’s too much, oh my god, it’s just too much. “Puta que pariu, merda, meu deus, eu vou...” Gabi gasps, sounding like he's been totally demolished.
Nico feels exactly when Gabriel tightens so much around his cock that he himself almost cums right there inside him, which makes Nico increase his thrusting even more, growling through clenched teeth as he brings his face close to Gabriel’s, kissing the corner of his mouth. “Come on, cum, Gabi. Go ahead, fucking come. So fucking tight, you're driving me insane, Gabi. "
Gabi feels it when it starts to happen, when the pressure builds up beyond what he can handle and it feels like his body is being squeezed, when the immense rush of pleasurable sensations takes over his muscles and takes control of him completely.
He can't hold back his tears from how good this feels. This time, he cries out in sheer ecstasy, with tears running down his face like there's no end to it. He sobs, moans, and shakes, all of it happening at the same time. Nico kisses away his tears. "Cum for me, Gabi, just like that.”
Gabriel's whole frame keeps shaking, he desperately stretches and flexes his fingers while Nico still holds his hands above his head. “Nghhh, Nico, please, I, I…” he can’t even put it into words, but once again, Nico knows exactly what he needs, because in the next second, Nico releases his wrists and presses his full weight against Gabriel’s body, who quickly wraps his arms around Nico’s shoulders, holding him as close as humanly possible.
Gabriel locks his ankles right behind Nico's lower back and falls into a deafening silence, digging his fingernails once more into Nico's sweaty, flushed skin, turning his head slightly to the side before kissing Nico intensely, moaning helplessly into his mouth. The kiss is nothing but saliva, teeth, desperate passion, and an uncontrollable desire. His toes curl, his eyes shut so tightly that his skull pulses. He tries to get ready, without success; the pressure keeps building, he feels like he's going to break, like it's going to tear him apart. Then, five seconds later, he cums untouched so hard that, unintentionally, he holds his breath while his mouth drops wide open, but no sound comes out.
Every part of his body shakes violently beneath Nico’s larger frame as he clings to the older man as if his life were in his hands. The waves of orgasmic pleasure shoot through his nerves like crazy for what feels like an endless eternity, his muscles tightening so much that he squeezes Nico inside him so hard it doesn’t take long for the older man to come inside him right after. Nico growls from deep in his throat and buries his face into Gabriel's neck, totally breathless, with goosebumps running all over his skin from the mind-blowing pleasure washing over him as well.
Gabi’s fourth orgasm, however, lasts much longer than usual, because he continues to tremble with prolonged spasms for longer than would normally happen. It feels so much more intense than that last time when he came three times in a single night, his brain is turning upside down, no oxygen is reaching his lungs, and everything seems to slowly fade away. For several long seconds, he floats along those strong waves of orgasmic pleasure, slowly unwrapping his limbs from around Nico’s frame, until he collapses bonelessly back onto the mattress with Nico still on top of him, also struggling to catch his breath.
When Nico finally gets his breath back, he carefully places his hands on either side of Gabi’s head to lift himself up slightly off him so he has a better view of his face, because Gabi usually goes quiet when he cums, although not for that long. He lovingly nuzzles his nose against Gabi’s before pulling back a little further. “Fuck... God, that was a little too intense... Gabi?” he whispers close to him, kissing his forehead. “Are you okay, sweetie?”
A small amount of oxygen flows into Gabriel’s nose as he has one last, weak body spasm and goes totally limp, breathing slowly with his mouth still partly open. Well, holy freaking shit, Nico actually fucked his brains out. The world goes quiet and all he can hear is his own heartbeat echoing in his eardrums. Everything seems to be pulsing, however he just lies there, so exhausted and incredibly satisfied that absolutely nothing else matters.
Nico finally looks at his face, but he immediately raises an eyebrow at the faint smile resting on Gabi’s swollen, half-open lips. His eyes are closed, but a serene and peaceful expression is fully exposed, leaving Nico barely able to resist smiling as well. Even so, he tries to get a response from Gabriel again and leans in to kiss the tip of his nose this time. “Gabi,” he says softly. “Gabriel, talk to me... You okay?”
He exhales heavily through his nose. "Me deixa dormir, velhote... "
Nico frowns a little, clearly not understanding what Gabriel had whispered, before continuing to kiss every square inch of his face bearing traces of dried tears.“Does that mean you’re okay?” he persists.
"... para de falar aí... tô tentando... dormir aqui," slow, drawn-out words accompanied by soft murmurs.
Did Nico fuck him so hard that he forgot how to speak English? Gabi lets his head fall to the side because he definitely doesn’t have the strength left to even keep his head up, ready to fall asleep. He vaguely feels Nico carefully and gently pull out of him, and hands wrap around his waist and slowly caress him, his fingers trace their way up his ribs, and there’s a mess of cum and sweat all over his stomach. The hands soon begin to move downward.
A few seconds later, a finger briefly slides back inside him, drawing a soft whimper from him, his thighs still trembling uncontrollably. Nico caresses his trembling thighs and leans down to kiss his knees, spreading his legs just enough to get a good look. Cum drips from his swollen hole, causing Nico to bite his lower lip firmly, feeling tempted to push it back deep inside him, but as Gabi whimpers a bit louder and his knees shake because of his obvious exhaustion, Nico carefully pulls his finger out. Then he leans back toward Gabi, kissing his chest. “Hey, Gabi… Do you think you can open your eyes a little for me? ”
Slowly, Gabriel’s breathing settles into a steady, slow rhythm, his long limbs stretched out limply on the mattress. Gabi runs his tongue over his lips as he tries to get a little better position in bed to sleep, but his whole body protests within seconds, causing him to quickly lie perfectly still. "Ah... definitivamente não vou me mover daqui por um... bom tempo. Que se foda." He mutters under his breath, a pout forming on his lips without realizing it.
Nico kept watching him, frowning, trying mentally to figure out what he was saying. The only thing Nico recognized was the quick curse word. He raises an eyebrow upon seeing Gabi trying to curl up on his side, something he usually does when he wants to sleep. “Gabi, are you about to fall asleep?” Nico mumbles, apparently understanding what is going on.
"... sim. " a soft whisper.
Yes. Nico sighed softly, his gaze full of tenderness, and carefully settled back down next to Gabi, making sure not to make any harsh movements. His whole body is covered in sweat, and he feels sticky, so Nico doesn't lie back down on the mattress. Instead, he sits carefully down next to him. “How are you feeling, sweetheart? ”
"I'm so... fucking tired," he finally whispered, a little louder and more coherently, his eyes still closed. "I admit defeat. You won... you definitely lasted longer than I did, and on top of that... you fucked my soul right out of my body, so, um... thanks for that. " Gabriel muttered, opening his eyelids just a little, looking at him through his eyelashes. "No kidding, I don't think I've ever come that hard in my... whole fucking life. That was so fucking good, Nico."
Nico exhaled softly, trying to hold back the intense wave of affection sweeping over him because it almost tempts him to grab Gabi again. “Get some rest. I’ll clean everything as much as I can for now, and then when you wake up, I’ll run you a nice, warm, bubbly bath just the way you like it.”
Gabi smiles sleepily, closing his eyes again, and lets out a soft, contented, soft sound. "Nice... but I think I'm just gonna... stay in this bed for the next few days, is that okay?"
Nico chuckled. "Yeah, Gabi, sure."