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Pedri came to a halt outside the familiar door and lifted his hand to knock but paused.
Christ, it was crazy. What was he doing there at this hour? The rational thing to do would be to wait until tomorrow instead of showing up at one in the morning like an addicted man in need of a fix—which wasn’t far from the truth. Gavi and his grandmother were asleep for sure, and Gavi was probably pissed at him for practically kicking him out of the car after kissing him first. Not to mention that Gavi had given no indication that he wanted to be more than just friends. Gavi didn’t do relationships. And Gavi had said he wanted Fernando.
Pedri gritted his teeth. No. He hadn’t imagined the hunger and need in Gavi’s kisses, hadn’t imagined Gavi lean into his touch. This thing—this helpless attraction—couldn’t be one-sided. He didn’t know what he would do if it was one-sided. Nothing good. Pedri had a sneaking suspicion that he wouldn’t take it well if Gavi said he wasn’t interested. The mere thought made him restless and anxious. He didn’t want to be in Fernando’s situation. Unlike his cousin, Pedri didn’t think he was capable of watching Gavi with someone else. His self-control was nowhere good enough for that.
Realizing his fists were clenched hard at his sides, Pedri forced them to relax. Fuck. Maybe suppressing and avoiding emotions for years really had been a bad idea: he didn’t know how to deal with this at all. Gavi sometimes jokingly called him a creep. Pedri had a bad feeling that it might not be far from the truth. He felt like a faucet with a broken handle: once open, it couldn’t be closed again. He had the potential to turn into a creepy stalker if Gavi rejected him. Jesus. Gavi had better not reject him.
Leaning against the wall, Pedri pulled out his cell phone and called Gavi.
He had to wait a long time until Gavi answered.
“Huh?” he mumbled, his voice sleepy and not entirely awake. His eyes were probably still closed. “Who are you and why the fuck are you calling in the middle of the night?”
“Do you really want Fernando?”
Silence.
“Pepi?” There was the sound of mattress springs.
Pedri licked his lips, imagining Gavi in bed, his skin warm, his hair tousled from sleep, doe eyes sleepy and lips a bit swollen—
“Pedri?”
“Do you really want him?” he said, his voice harsher than he intended. He couldn’t help it.
Another silence.
“Are you jealous?” Gavi said, a bit hesitantly.
Pedri drew a deep breath in. “Maybe.”
Gavi let out a choked laugh. “Shit, this is really fucking with my head.”
Pedri thought it was only fair, considering Gavi had completely ruined his orderly, rational life. “Do you want Fernando?”
Gavi sighed. “Anyone told you you’re like a dog with a bone? No, I don’t want Fernando. Happy now? And why are you calling me at this hour?”
“Come out.”
“What?”
“Come out. I’m here, outside.”
There was a moment’s silence. “Are you seriously saying you’re outside my place at one in the morning?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I was in the neighborhood,” Pedri said.
“And decided to come for a friendly visit, huh?”
“Something like that.”
“Creep,” Gavi murmured softly and hung up.
A minute later, he heard the sound of the lock click from the inside, and Pedri’s body tensed.
The door opened and Gavi stepped outside and closed the door again. He was wearing only a pair of black boxers. Gavi flushed. “The floorboards are very creaky,” he said, rather defensively, rubbing at his eyes. “I was afraid Grandma will wake up if I move around too much. She’s a light sleeper.”
“I didn’t say anything,” Pedri said, unsure where to look, his fingers itching to touch everywhere. He swallowed when he noticed that Gavi’s nipples were hard before he realized the most likely reason for it.
“You’re cold.” Pedri pulled off his coat and wrapped it around Gavi’s shoulders.
Gavi gave him a strange look. “So, what are you doing here?” he asked, adjusting the coat slightly.
Pedri tried hard not to stare. Seeing Gavi in his clothes did strange things to his insides. And to his dick.
“Pedri?”
Pedri averted his gaze from the fabric of his coat against Gavi’s skin, but now his eyes were drawn back to the flushed sleepy face, rumpled hair and soft red lips. Christ. His heart was racing like he was sixteen again, heat pooling in his stomach and sneaking across his skin. He couldn’t think.
“I wanted to talk to you,” he said, stepping closer.
“About what?”
Pedri put his hands on the door behind Gavi, effectively trapping him between his arms. He breathed in deeply, looking into the hazel-brown doe eyes.
Gavi’s lips parted. “Pepi? What are you—”
“I wish I’d refused when Maya suggested a threesome,” Pedri said hoarsely. “I wish I never knew this feeling. It’s not beautiful. It’s ugly. And terrifying.”
Gavi swallowed. “Pepi? Are you drunk or something?”
Pedri smiled crookedly, watching Gavi’s Adam’s apple bob up and down. “I wish.”
He dipped his head and brushed his lips against the pale skin of Gavi’s neck. Gavi gasped, his body trembling with tension, like an arrow about to be fired from a bow. Pedri was pretty sure he was trembling as well, but he managed not to yank Gavi to him. In fact, their bodies weren’t touching at all—except for his lips barely grazing Gavi’s neck.
Gavi whimpered, the sound small and barely audible, and Pedri finally sunk his teeth into the flesh and sucked hard, wanting to leave a mark for everyone to see.
He trailed open-mouthed kisses upwards until he found that spot right underneath Gavi’s jaw that made him shudder. He sucked hard, nearly delirious with want. “What the fuck did you do to me?” he whispered, licking there.
Gasping, Gavi grabbed his hair and pulled him back. He looked no better than Pedri felt: his eyes were glazed over, his cheeks were flushed and his breathing was labored. But he said, “Wait, we can’t—fuck, I want to—but we shouldn’t. You have a girlfriend—”
“Not anymore. We just broke up.” Seeing Gavi’s wide-eyed look, Pedri said with a rueful smile, “I know the decent thing to do would be to wait, but… I can’t wait.” He leaned in again and kissed the corner of Gavi’s mouth before pressing their cheeks together. He breathed his scent in, greedy. “Seriously, what did you do to me?” There was a great deal of resentment in his voice, and he couldn’t hide it.
Burying his fingers in Pedri’s hair, Gavi pulled him back a little so that they looked at each other. “There’s nothing wrong with you, silly,” Gavi said, his eyes smiling.
Pedri shook his head. “You have no idea what’s going on in my head. I have some—some really creepy thoughts that creep out even me. You’ll freak out if I tell you.”
Gavi grinned, running his fingers through Pedri’s hair. “Try me. Don’t worry, I always knew you were a weirdo.”
Pedri laughed. “Do you take anything seriously?”
Gavi dimpled at him. “Nope, but you totally love it.”
Pedri stared at his smile, trying to control the wave of want that had nothing to do with his dick. “Maybe I do.”
Gavi’s smile faded, his hazel-brown doe eyes becoming serious. “Pepi?”
Pedri leaned in again and brushed his lips against Gavi’s cheek. “I want you,” he said tersely. “Say yes.”
Gavi’s body went rigid. He whispered, “To what? What do you want with me? Sex?”
Pedri drew a shaky breath in, pressing his forehead against Gavi’s. “Of course I want sex,” he said in a hoarse whisper. He gripped Gavi’s hips hard, digging his fingers into his round butts. “I want to fuck you. Want to kiss and touch you everywhere. Want to feel you come on my cock.” Gavi’s lips were trembling an inch away from his. Pedri could barely stop himself from kissing them. “I’ve never wanted anyone so much, and it creeps me out, but just sex would never be enough for me. I know you don’t do relationships, but I don’t do casual relationships.” He felt his lips twist. “And this… there’s nothing casual about this. So, if you say yes, you’ll get the full package deal, whether you want it or not.”
He pulled back a little to see Gavi better.
Gavi’s doe eyes were so wide and oddly vulnerable before a dazzling smile split his face. “Is cuddling included in the full package?” he asked, putting a hand on Pedri’s chest. “I’m very partial to cuddling.”
Pedri felt his heart beat faster. At that moment, looking at Gavi’s smile, he thought he would agree to anything. “Special offer, only for you.”
“Full package, please.”
Pedri’s breathing hitched. He gripped Gavi’s hips harder. “Are you sure? You’ll never get rid of me.”
Gavi’s hands moved to his neck and pulled him closer, until their foreheads touched again and their breaths mixed. “Maybe I don’t want to.”
And Pedri snapped and kissed him, pinning him to the door with his body, sucking and biting the plump lips with hunger that shook his entire body. God, finally.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he remembered the kiss that started it all two months ago. Full circle. The same place, the same person, but the want he felt had changed into something more personal, something more intense.
Something scarier.
Fuck it.
Pedri cradled Gavi’s face with his hands and kissed him harder, not caring.
If you look at him and think ‘this is mine,’ that’s it. Grab it if you can.
So, he did.
The End