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Locked - For Lexi (NSFW likely)

It's not much, but it's home. He shoulders open the green front door and holds it so that Lexi can step past him into the house. It's clean and it's tiny, but it's clearly somewhere a bachelor lives. Most of the colour in the room comes from the canvases propped up against the wall.

"Home sweet home," he says, shutting the door and turning back to her, hands spread.

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Lexi follows Gabe into his home, glancing quickly around as though she actually came home with him to admire his decor. The amount of art he has laying around pleases her; she's reminded of her own studio apartment further in Siren Cove.

"Nice place you've got here," she says, stepping in closer. She crowds in, almost backing Gabe against the wall. "Now," she places one hand teasingly on his chest, moving in so their mouths are almost touching. "About those canvases..."

It reminds him of Abbie, a little, the way she steps straight into his space like that. His back hits the wall and his hands come up to rest on her hips.

"Later?" he says, leaning in to graze his lips against hers. "Definitely later."

She should feel more guilty about moving on so quickly from her previous relationship, but Lexi doesn't. Gabe reminds her, in some ways, of Enna. In all the good ways. But Gabe is his own person, and Lexi finds herself deeply attracted to him.

She grins at his hands on her hips and leans in closer, pressing her chest against his.

"Later is good," she agrees, leaning in to press their lips fully together.

He pushes forward into the kiss, his body a tight line against hers, his hands on her hips pulling her in closer. She feels incredibly good, pressed up against him. When the kiss breaks, he nods.

"Definitely later."

She grins when he moves in closer, bringing her hands to intertwine in his hair, pulling him down closer to her. He's warm and firm against her, like a good drink going down smooth.

When the kiss breaks, she grins and brings her mouth directly against his ear.

"Care to give me the tour?" She teases.

"It's not really much of a tour," he says, hand skating down the curve of her back, "But you're welcome to it."

Gently, he pushes away from the wall, taking her hand in his. "Sitting room. Kitchen's through there."

He starts to lead her up the staircase.

Lexi is barely glancing at the rooms he shows her beyond what she needs to see to avoid hitting any stray piece of furniture. "Quaint," she remarks, leaning against him as they walk.

"Now upstairs is where all the magic happens, right?" She can't help but tease, following him eagerly. She leans in to press a kiss to his cheek as they make their way upstairs.

Thank God he changed his bed. Thank God it's made. In the doorway he turns and kisses her properly, pulling her body in flush against him.

She doesn't see the bed or anything else about his room, too enveloped in their kissing. She lets out a pleased noise at the enthusiasm of the kiss, moving to wrap her arms around his neck and pull him in even closer. She starts maneuvering them in the general direction of the bed, filled with too much energy to remain standing in the doorway.

She pushes and Gabe finds that he's really into that. He lets her push him backward until the backs of his knees hit the bed and then he sits, looking up at her.

Lexi all but shoves him into the room and onto the bed. She climbs into his lap, sprawling her hands against his chest to push him down. She leans over him, squeezing her knees against his legs. She grins.

"I have to say, I do think this room is my favorite," she comments, before leaning forward and kissing him soundly, moving her hands under the hem of his shirt.

"I'm pretty sure that it's my favourite now too," he says, breathlessly, letting her deal with the buttons in his shirt as he runs both hands up her thighs under her skirt.

"God I want to see you naked."

"Well, I would hope so," she grins, tugging his shirt up and over his head to reveal his bare chest. Her smile brightens a the sight, as she shivers at the feel of his hands along her thighs. "Damn, you're hiding a treasure chest underneath all that bearded fisherman," she says with a laugh, leaning down to kiss him soundly.

"They do say patience is a virtue," she replies with an arched brow, though her heavy breathing and the way she can't keep her hands from roaming all over him suggests otherwise.

Gabe has never been overly concerned about how he looks, but he does work out from time to time and the work he does is pretty physical - he knows that he's in pretty good shape. He grins up at Lexi, tips of his fingers brushing against the lace of her panties. When she kisses him, he leans up into it.

"You don't strike me as a particularly patient girl," he says, one eyebrow raised. "Though...we have got all night." He intends to take full advantage of her being here.

She shivers again at the feeling of his fingers brushing against her, delighted as he leans up into the kiss. She brings one hand to stroke through his hair, savoring the velvet-like softness of it between her fingers.

"You're right," she leans back up, grinning down at him. "I'm not. But we do have all night, too. You're right about that as well."

She leans back down and starts kissing along his neck, smoothing her other hand down lower on his body.

Gabe shifts his hips, hands coming up to fumble with the buttons on his jeans, head tilted to give her all the room she needs.

"Take something off for me?"

She bites down on a patch of skin, gently, before smoothing the mark she's made over with her tongue. She grins as he moves his head.

She pulls back with a smirk at his request. "Oh, you want a show, do you?"

With that being said, she moves to start undoing the buckles and knots of her corset, shifting her hips as she does so.

Her teeth feel amazing but her tongue feels better and Gabe's breath comes in a little gasp, his fingers tightening, squeezing her ass and pulling her hips in closer against his.

She starts to undo her corset and he's only got eyes for her. He can't imagine looking away.

He keeps wiggling beneath her and Lexi grins against the skin of his neck, delighted by his response. She pulls back fully to finish undoing her corset, tossing the garment clear to the other side of the room while continuing to shift her hips against his.

"Like what you see?" She teases him, leaning in to press her bare chest against his.

"Has anyone ever said no to that question?" he asks, arms snaking around her waist to hold her close, her breasts pressed against his bare chest as he hips ride down against his.

"Once is totally not going to be enough," he warns.

"Honestly? Yes, actually," Lexi says with a laugh. It's not a memory she likes dwelling on, but she's far enough removed from it now that she can laugh about it. But at the moment, she'd rather concentrate on what's right in front of her, warm and underneath her.

Her eyebrows arch at that statement. "Oh really? Is that a promise?"

She leans down and kisses him again, reaching for the button on his pants.

"Well, they were idiots," he says, both hands grazing up her sides to cup her breasts as she starts to unbutton his pants. "I want to do terrible things to you that we're both really, really going to enjoy."

He feels safe promising that much.

"They absolutely were, and, really, they did me a favor without even realizing it," she grins, faltering into a gasp at the feeling of his hands on her breasts.

"I do like the sound of that," she says as she manages to undo his buttons, shoving his pants down a bit. She leans in to kiss him again, enjoying the pressing of their mouths together very much.

Gabe rubs both of her nipples with his thumbs, teasing them harder. She's a beautiful, beautiful girl and Gabe wants to see her squirm a little.

"How do you like it?" he asks, lifting his hips to her touch.

"Shit," she murmurs, gasping more at Gabe teasing her with his hands like this. She leans into his touch, groaning at the insistence of it. She shudders a bit, moving down against his hips at a more demanding pace.

"Very much," she manages, before moving to suck and lick at his neck.

The shudder is good and, this time, he pinches a little harder, twisting her nipples slightly as he feels her tongue against his neck.

"I want to hear exactly how you like it done to you," he whispers, all but growls in her ear. "And then I'm going to do every last thing." That much is a promise.

She shudders again, leaning into the touch and groaning louder against his neck. She kisses the skin around it harder, almost a bite, and enough to leave a mark.

At his request, she pulls back and grins.

"I like a good fight," she tells him. "I like playfulness, hair pulling, scratching - all the good stuff. Other than that, I'm up for whatever you have planned."

She moves her hips down against him again. Harder.

Rough. She likes it rough. Gabe grins, his hands slipping down to his waist and then around to her ass, squeezing hard, pulling her hips in against his, grinding his cock up against her. He pushes one of his hands into her hair, pulling slightly, sucking at the hollow of her throat.

"First things first," he says, grinning. "On your knees in nothing but stockings and heels, sucking my cock." He slaps her ass in encouragement.

She groans again at his hands on her ass, leaning into his touch without shame. She tosses her head back as he sucks on her neck and pulls on her hair, feeling wild the way she once did on tour.

"If you insist," she says, pulling back with a wicked grin. She removes her remaining clothes with ease and a deliberate slowness, watching his face for his reaction.

When stripped down to only her stockings and heels, she moves off him and lowers herself to the floor, pulling his pants down with her. She arches an eyebrow before taking taking his cock in her mouth, sucking hard and fast as she digs her nails into his bare legs to keep herself centered.

She looks exactly as good as he'd hoped she would and, when she sinks down onto her knees, Gabe lifts her head to watch as her mouth slides down the length of his cock. He pushes his fingers into her hair, holding her head but not guiding her mouth as he rolls his hips, rocking up into her mouth experimentally.

"You look fucking incredible," he growls.

She raises her eyes as much as she's able to as he tugs on her hair, keeping her head in place. She smiles around his cock before moving to take more of it into her mouth, moaning as she does so. She digs her nails harder into his thighs, wanting to draw noises from him, too.

Gabe groans, rocking his hips rhythmically to push up into her mouth, loving the press of her nails, the glimpses of breasts and ass as she sucks him.

She keeps going, moving her mouth in time with his thrusts and letting her nails skate across the surface of his skin. Then, her smile turning into a smirk, she pulls off. "Just let me know when you want me to stop," she says, her eyes glittering in the dark.

"Well," says Gabe, breathless and flushed, his cock aching hard. The breeze from the open window is delicious across skin damp from her mouth. "Depends. You trust me to keep you busy while I get it up again?"

The sight of her on her knees is intensely distracting, but Gabe does manage to maintain eye-contact.

"I guess I trust you," she says with a smirk that suggests she's very curious to see what he's up to. She follows him with her gaze, delighting in the cool breeze that seeps in through his open window.

She's caught in a moment of heady pleasure and she absolutely delights in it.

"Get your mouth back on my cock then," he says, biting his lip over a smirk, his fingers twisting slightly in her hair. "I know you can do better than that."

"Pushy, aren't we?" She answers with her mouth crooked and her eyes flashing. She grins at the tugging on her hair, taking it as encouragement as she leans back in. She takes in his cock as far as she can, relaxing her gag reflex and digging her nails into his thighs.

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