Azriel let the kisses distract him for now. Gabriel wasn't listening to reason. No matter what he said it just wouldn't get through to the human. So he left it at that for now. It didn't matter. Once Gabriel was geared, he was going home whether he like it or not. Azriel would make sure of it. This was no place for a human. It was dark and terrifying and no place to flourish. Gabriel wouldn't be able to do that here. Bur he didn't say anything of that because the human wasn't listening. He was only thinking about what he want. So Azriel simply kissed before getting out of bed and helping Gabriel up as well. As ge stood in the kitchen, starting on their sandwiches, he couldn't help the amused smile on his face. Gabriel was very inpatient. Very needy. It was cute. So finally, at another whine, he set down the ham sandwich he had been working on and turned to face Gabriel. He aporached the human until he hit the counter then Azriel picked him up and set him on it. He cupped his cheek but didn't kiss him yet. "We need food," he said gently. "We both need to eat. So you're going to eat with me and then we can have our fun." There, an incentive. He added another one. "If you behave and stop whining, I'll even let you sit on my lap as we eat. How does that sound?"
Azriel leaned forward to kiss him softly the before pulling away. He shifted his things so that he was standing right next to where Gabriel was sitting on the counter so they were still touching each other whole he worked. In a few minutes, there were two ham and cheese sandwiches and a couple slices of pineapple. He moved away only to put everything away. He set the plated on the table next to one another and took a seat in a chair. He looked at Gabriel expectantly, and gestured to his lap. "Well, are you going to sit?"
Gabriel didn’t want to listen to reason. It didn’t have a place in his heart next to Azriel. So, he drowned out every reasonable word the man spoke. He was too focused on the relationship aspect. His mind was tainted with pure love. It made Gabriel a different man. Drunk on love, many would propose. That’s what he would be. It was simply human nature to drown out things you didn’t want to hear with your one need. Your own want. Gabriel basked in Azriel’s kiss, letting the demon pull him up and out of bed. He didn’t want to get up, but it pleased Azriel. One of these days, after this phase, he might return to normal. Once Gabriel shuffled into the kitchen, the food-making process flew over his head. He was focused on other things. Squeezing his eyes shut, he rubbed his face. What was wrong with him? He needed to snap out of this spell he cast on himself. With another whine, he shook his head, noting Azriel closing in on him. He backed up, his back hitting the counter. Gabriel blushed, letting the demon pick him up and place him on the counter. He was treating him like a small child. Not fair! He relaxed at Azriel’s touch, the impatience wearing off. He whined. Gabriel wanted a kiss. “Fine. I will eat with you. I am a little hungry.” Yes, this human was too stubborn. “It sounds like a deal.” He took a deep breath, kicking his legs back and forth.
Gabriel smiled, indulging in Azriel's kiss before he pulled away. He watched Azriel make the sandwiches, entertained by the process. Of course, he knew how to make sandwiches himself. This was different. He watched while the meals were plated and placed on the table. Gabriel hopped off the counter, walked over to Azriel, and sat on his lap.
Azriel smiled softly at Gabriel, kissing his cheek gently, then his lips. Gabriel was in a frenzy and he was worried that him being an incubus had soemthung to do with it. He was worried he was giving off some sort of magic without meaning too, worried that Gabriel would come to and release he hated Azriel. He hoped that didn't happen. That he wasn't giving off something that was controlling his feelings. He placed his hands on the other's knees, moving them up and down his outer thigh. As much as the thought of sex made him strain in his pants, he had no intentions if doing that today. A little bit of fun was okay but he didn't want to pressure or rush Gabriel into something. "Good." Azriel gave him another kiss on the lips. "Then it's a deal." And Gabriel behaved wonderfully. So he got his reward and came to sit on Azriel's lap. He wrapped his arms loosely around his waist and grabbed a piece of fruit off of Gabriel's plate. He held it up to Gabriel's lips, waiting for him to open them. "Let me feed you," he murmured. Such and act would give him great pleasure.
His free hand was running up and down Gabriel's back, holding him close to his body. He fit perfectly in Azriel's lap and he hated to admit that. He wouldn't, actually, admit that. Not to anyone. Azriel took a bite of his own sandwich before holding up the other one to Gabriel for him to eat. He wasn't feeding Gabriel because he wanted tj treat him like a child or to make him feel inferior. He was doing it purely because he wanted to. Because it gave him pleasure to do it. He leaned forward to kiss his neck gently as Gabriel took a bite of the food in his hand.
Gabriel hummed, a strong blush coming to his face. He liked Azriel's kisses. They were something ethereal, something he's never experienced before. He couldn't tell himself if it was Azriel's Incubus effects or if it was his own emotion. He hoped it was his own emotion, for he felt a flutter in his heart and tingles ran down his spine. His emotions were quite out of wack, his mind trying to compensate for the love he felt and his own personality. They were quite contradicting. As Azriel dragged his hands up over Gabriel's knees, moving them down his thigh, an intense blush came up to his face. He bit his inner lip. Gabriel's feelings were strong, and he struggled to handle them. He's never really been with someone before, Azriel being the first boyfriend he's ever had. He didn't know love could feel like this after such grief of losing family. Gabriel smiled, pressing a kiss into Azriel’s lips before waiting patiently for the demon to finish making the food. And when the deal was completed, Gabriel got his treat, strutting over to sit on Azriel the lap. He settled down, leaning into him as the demon wrapped his arms around Gabriel. Butterflies fluttered up on his stomach and a harsh blush came to his face. Had Gabriel been this pent-up all the time? Did he really need someone to love? If so, maybe living alone wasn't such a great idea. Gabriel turned his head away, refusing to eat the piece of fruit. He could feed himself, he didn’t need to do it, but it seemed the man would be happy with the decision. So Gabriel opened his mouth, taking the piece of fruit. While he didn't like being fed, he wanted to please Azriel.
A shiver ran down Gabriel's back, making him lean further into Azriel. Azriel's lap was comfortable, almost like a cushion. He smiled, looking back at Azriel, a smirk crossing his lips. He could tell some things were going on. But Gabriel grounded himself in the moment, taking a bite of the sandwich Azriel held out for him. While he did feel like a child, Azriel liked feeding him, almost like a king. Gabriel giggled at the kiss pressed to his neck, his shoulders hiking up to protect his neck. What would Gabriel do without Azriel? How would his life change when he had to go home?
Azriel gladly welcomed Gabriel onto his lap. His arms slipped around him like it was the most normal thing in the world and he had never been this comfortable. Never felt this right. And that thought scared him. Because Gabrial couldn't stay. Gabriel had a life in the human world. He had a familh and a job and ambitions. He couldn't stay here no matter how much they both wanted him too. But for now, he would enjoy the time they had together. He would cherish it as he would cherish Gabriel. So held the man close his chest and fed him bits and pieces of his food until most of it was gone and Gabriel was full. Azriel ate his food and finished it off before stacking the plates on the table. He knew he needed to put it in the dishwasher but he was perfectly content where he was. So instead of putting away the dishes, he shifted Gabriel in his lap and stood uo, holding Gabriel's thighs to hold him up.
He walked him back to his bedroom. His ribs were irritated from all the lifting as they still hadn't fully healed but he didn't let it stop him. They hurt some yes, but it would hurt more to be Gabriel down. He kicked the door shut behind then as they entered his room and finally lowered Gabriel on the bed. He put his hands on his hips as Azriel stared down at him, a smile displayed on his lips. Now they could play.
Gabriel leaned into Azriel, taking warmth from the demon. He giggled, holding onto Azriel’s arms. This only felt natural. There was nothing strange about it. Just comfort. He yawned, smiling up at Azriel. He may have had a life back home, but he was also establishing one here. Both were desirable, and he half wished one could travel between both worlds — without punishment. But nothing would change. He figured monsters obstinate creatures, not wanting their precious world infiltrated by a single human. Gabriel sighed, accepting bits of food from Azriel. He closed his eyes, letting himself relax against Azriel, not realizing he ate all his food. It was strange. Eating everything off the plate. Everything was perfect the way it was — until Azriel got up. Gabriel’s eyes grew wide, wrapping his legs around Azriel’s waist, leaning his head into his shoulder.
The walk to the bedroom wasn’t bad. Gabriel noticed how full he was. It was strange. Everything was strange. But soon, the soft mattress lay underneath him, sinking into it. He smiled up at Azriel, batting his innocent eyes. Gabriel hadn’t noticed his wound — he couldn’t feel it. Each moment disguised the pain. He welcomed the emotions, trying to dull the aching pain in the back of his head.
Azriel couldn't help but have a happy smile. Gabriel just lit up the room. It was such a switch. He remembered how grumpy the human had been when he first came. He was grumpy and irritable and to be frank, quite annoying to Azriel. But ever since they had finally decided to take a leap, ever since Azriel had kissed him, things had gotten better between the two of them. Things had started to lighten up even before then when Azriel had let him cook dinner. That had taken a lot from both of them. And it had worked out. Because now, Gabriel was sitting on the bed, staring up at him with doe eyes and he was giving in. He couldn't resist it. He reached a hand forward to cup his chin, tipping Gabriel's head back so he could lean down and place a small kiss on his lips. But he stopped before he went any further.
"I want you to tell me how far you want to go," he murmured. He didn't want to overstep any boundaries. "I want you to tell me exactly what you want. And if you don't tell me, I won't do anything. Because I'm not going to guess and worry about overstepping. So, I need you to tell me, darling." His hand slid forward to cup his cheek, his thumb caressing the skin softly. He gently bumped their noses together before standing up straight.
Gabriel looked up at Azriel, smiling. Ever since he had been presented with the kiss, his mood had increased. Having someone to love made his situation better. He wanted to play with Azriel. Be his partner. Sure, it was odd, but something switched in his brain. Azriel seemed better as well. The demon had annoyed Gabriel. He didn’t like how perfect everything had to be. He was trying to survive in a new place, not destroy it. But now it’s different. Their relationship had improved. Gabriel liked to have some control, not being told what to do every second of the day. He didn’t like being micromanaged. But Azriel seemed to lean that. He looked up at Azriel with his sweet, innocent eyes. He leaned into Azriel's touch, letting him tilt his head back, inviting the kiss. Gabriel hummed, smiling, whining as Azriel stopped.
Gabriel blushed, batting his eyes. “I want kisses. I want to feel bare skin.” He whispered, trying to lean up and kiss Azriel. “You won’t overstep. I promise.” He bumped his nose against Azriel’s, whining for touch. Gabriel loved kisses and touch. It meant someone loved him, at least in his head.
Azriel pulled his head back just out of reach as Gabriel tried to kiss him. He had a playful smile on his lips. His thumb traced Gabriel's lips, pulling the bottom lip down for a moment. He watched him for a moment with a small smile. Gabriel seemed to have no boundaries at the moment but Azriel didn't believe that. He wasn't sure how much he would like it if he tried to top him. Or bottom with him. He still wanted to take this slow. He wanted to do this right by Gabriel even if they only have a few weeks together. "I need you to promise me that you'll tell me to stop if I do something you don't like or if I'm hurting you." It wasn't that he would hurt him on purpose but they were dealing with a head wound and if Gabriel wanted to bottom for him, that was something entirely different. Though Azriel hadn't topped in a while, it might take him a moment to remember everything he needed to do to stay in control.
Once Gabriel promised to relay anything uncomfortable to Azriel, he dipped down his head to kiss him. He climbed on the bed and straddled his lap. His kisses were soft and gentle at first. He wasn't trying to rush this. It was only just afternoon. They had all day to enjoy themselves.
Gabriel whined, reaching out for Azriel further. It was useless. The demon wouldn’t reward him with a treat. At least not until Gabriel proved boundaries weren’t an issue. He giggled, his lower lip sensitive. Tingles spread throughout his lower jaw. The blonde giggled, pleased with the demon’s movements. He didn’t want to be anywhere else. Gabriel didn’t know his boundaries, truth be told. He figured he would find out, letting Azriel take the lead. It would help him figure things out, understand himself better. “I promise. I will tell you to stop if I feel uncomfortable or if I feel pain. I wouldn’t let you hurt me.” He smiled. He was aware of the head wound, but it didn’t bother him too much. Gabriel didn’t even remember it was there. He was too enveloped in the moment. Azriel had cracked Gabriel’s stubborn, unhappy attitude, discovering a delightful person underneath. He waited for Azriel to continue, stretching his legs out and cracking his knuckles. He peered up at Azriel, a cheeky smirk plastered on his face.
Gabriel would warn Azriel of nay discomfort or pain. He didn’t enjoy either himself. Why let another do that to him? His face blazed, hot fire enveloping it once Azriel finally kissed him. It was what he waited for. Gabriel enjoyed Azriel’s kisses. They were the equivalent to heaven. He hummed once Azriel straddled his hips, a smiling spreading across his face as he slowly kissed the demon. He didn’t mind taking their time. There was so much time ahead.
