When they got to Gabriel’s place, Aitor was nervous. There was no reason for it; they’d been close to undressing each other in his car, not to mention the kiss in the bathroom the day before. But now that they were almost inside Gabriel’s home, he hugged himself, feeling anxious. What if Gabriel didn’t like what he saw?
He entered the flat to find Gabriel smiling at him, the heat in his eyes that had been there all day still present and flaring hotter, vanishing all his doubts. They fell into each other, kissing. Aitor barely registered the sound of the door closing, or Gabriel moving them to another room until the back of his knees hit something. He fell onto a mattress, his breath rushing out of him as he bounced.
Gabriel climbed into bed more slowly, advancing until he lay atop Aitor,
