(Three Weeks Later)
"This is really good, Gabe." Bailey smiled and took another helping of beef stew.
"Thank you." Gabe picked around his own plate, only eating a little. He and Bailey had been spending a lot of time together recently, which he didn't mind. It was just that… Bailey was hinting they should take their relationship further. Gabriel felt suddenly nervous about that part of it. He wasn't inexperienced by any stretch, but he'd never had sex for pleasure before. What if he was terrible at it? He took a large swallow of coffee to hide his sudden awkwardness.
They heard the front door bang and Jordan came in, muddy and sweaty after an extended football match.
"Hi, Jordan. How was-"
"Leave me alone!" Jordan bellowed, storming up the stairs and slamming his bedroom door shut before Gabe could finished.
"I'm fine too, thanks." Gabe muttered sarcastically, flopping back into his chair. Bailey shot him a sympathetic look.
"Things no better with him?" Gabriel shook his head.
"We were fine a few weeks ago. We were talking again, and he really opened up to me. And then suddenly…" He shrugged wearily. "I'm fed up with arguing with him, to be honest." Bailey patted Gabe's shoulder.
"He'll come around. Didn't you ever go through that rebellious phase?"
"No… I didn't have anyone to rebel against… except myself." Bailey leant over and kissed Gabe gently.
"You've done a great job with them." He murmured. "They're all smart, polite, for the most part, loving kids."
"Thanks." Gabe smiled at him. Hesitating for a moment, he got up to check the twins and Phoebe were occupied with homework, before grabbing Bailey's hand and pulling him up the stairs. "Come on." He said softly, smirking at Bailey's surprised look. He led Bailey up the ladder that led into his attic room, already pulling off his shirt when Bailey joined him. Bailey laughed and pulled off his own shirt, before reaching out to embrace Gabe. Spinning Bailey around, Gabe gently kissed the older boy's protruding collarbone. His arms slid around Bailey's waist, drawing him backwards into Gabe's body. He began to play with Bailey's nipples whilst kissing his neck, lightly tugging and twisting the hardening nubs.
Bailey moaned softly and leant his head back against Gabriel's shoulder with a sigh of pleasure. Gabe's lips trailed over Bailey's lower jaw, before meeting his parted lips. Bailey twisted his head for a better angle, his tongue lightly flicking over Gabe's. He moved them both towards the bed at the back of the room and they fell upon it, arms and legs entangled. Bailey's fingers moved to Gabe's jeans, slowly unzipping them and pulled them away. He flushed a little under Gabriel's heated gaze, but stared back resolutely.
"Will you… make love to me?" He whispered.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Gabe whispered.
"Yes… I want you. I want to feel you." Smiling, Gabe leant down and kissed Bailey, his tongue sliding easily against the older boy's. He trailed his lips slowly down Bailey's torso, kissing and nibbling gently. His fingers fumbled against the zip of Bailey's jeans for a moment, before he slid them away. He looked up for a moment, and saw the bigger boy's eyes were burning, watching him intently.
"Tell me if you want me to stop."