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Summary: Is something that feels so good really something so morally wrong?

Pairing: virgin!Gabriel x nurse!fem!Reader

Word Count: -3.3k (Whoopsie)

Content Warnings: Psych Ward Smut 18+!, Smoking, Mentions Of Past Self-Harm, Kinda Hurt/Comfort, Gabe Getting Babyed Again, Implied Female Masturbation, Gabe’s Oral Fixation, Gabriel Being A Little Menace, Praise Kink, Reader Talking Gabe Through It, Fingering, Nursing, A Handjob (A Proper One This Time)

A/N: The brain rot was, in fact, brain rotting very heavily in this one.

Sequel to Crybaby!

Tagging the horny horde:

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Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go

Will I catch up to love? I can never tell, I know

Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I

Feel like I'm glued on tight to this carousel

- Carousel By Melanie Martinez

Saturday, the clock gradually ticked towards 9:30 P.M.

Guilt and shame settled heavily in your chest as your eyes stared at the well-familiar med distribution files whilst your mind zoned out completely. For tonight there was only one name to fill in to complete the data. Gabriel. Your watery stare was trained on the black ink on white paper as your mind wandered back to you arriving back at home in the early morning hours, tired, exhausted yet horny to the point it rendered you senseless. Thinking about Gabe, him sitting in your lap the way he had whilst being touched by you had you falling apart in less than 5 minutes. Kinda pathetic and wretched, really. Right after the last contractions of your much-needed orgasm had ebbed away, reason and judgment started to creep their way back into your brain. What had happened was very much objectively wrong, that much you knew for sure and a part of you most certainly felt absolutely shitty about it. However, all the other sly, little voices in your mind whispered to you that it was okay because nobody would find out and that you should allow yourself to have that, allow yourself and Gabriel to have that little thing between the two of you.

Was it really something that terribly wrong when it felt so good? You sighed deeply, your fingers absentmindedly scratching over your forehead before you decided that it was time to get a cup of coffee or treat yourself to one of the plenty of Red Bulls you had stocked in the staff fridge.

“Hey!” You practically shot out of your chair, the pen between your fingers dropping down onto the desk with a dull thud.

“Jesus fuck, Gabe!”, You huffed, chest heaving heavily, “Scared the shit out of me, damn.”

“Oh..oh, sorry, no, no I didn’t mean to, I…” He stammered, looking at you with wide, apologetic eyes that had you nearly drowning in them already.

“I know, I know…. I was a bit lost in thoughts, that’s all. What can I do for you?” Catching your breath a little more with every sharp inhale, you calmed yourself down from the sudden scare.

“Can I go into the yard to have a cigarette…please?” He asked, fingers fumbling with the seams of his sleeves.

“Gabe..”, Your shoulders dropped down a little as you nudged your head toward the clock, “It’s already one and half hours past going-out-time, you know that. Please use the smoker's room on the ward, yeah?”

“But it’s disgusting in there.”, He groaned, lips pouting at you whilst he gently chewed at the inside of his cheek, “It stinks. I don’t wanna go in there.”

“Well, smoking doesn’t exactly come with hints of vanilla and candy cotton now, no?”. You tried to put some reason into this conversation to not just give in to his plea right away.

“Hmmhmm..”, Gabe tapped his foot against the linoleum floor, a little impatient, “Pretty please?”

You felt a long groan ready to emerge from your lungs but you kept it choked back. It would only irritate Gabriel further and you simply couldn’t just explain to him that you’d do nearly everything for him if he asked while his big, blue eyes twinkled and beamed at you like this.

“But I’m coming with you, angel face. I’m gonna get myself a hot cup of coffee real quick and you better not pull any sketchy shit on me, Gabe, got that?” He nodded vigorously and let you pass him on your way out of the small bureau.

Cupping a thermos bottle of freshly brewed coffee in your hands, you enjoyed the cold night air filling your lungs. It was crisp and clean…at least up until Gabe right next to you ignited his cigarette and a low breeze swept the smell of burning tobacco towards you.

“Better?” You threw him a benevolent glance from the side.

“Uh-huh..” Gabriel nodded as he answered quietly, taking another slightly shaky drag from the cigarette.

“How’re the meds?”, You followed right up as you noticed the light tremble in his hands, “I read that you took ‘em.”

“Still all in and they make me feel tired, that’s why I wanted to come out here for a cigarette.” He answered, blowing the smoke into the night, tapping from one foot to the other, appearing somewhat uptight.

“I’m proud of you, Gabe.”, You encouraged him, really meaning it, “Like I said, give it two weeks and you’ll feel better.”

The beverage was almost too hot in your mouth as you took a long swig, the warmth flooding down into your stomach where it tried to soothe the still ongoing battle over moral high ground. It was enough for Gabriel to simply stand next to you like that for you to want to touch him again, to play with his hair while you’d tell him to sneak his fingers under your scrubs to explore your body the way he craved to. You taunted yourself for pushing it as far as telling him that there’d be a next time for you really shouldn’t have let yourself get carried away like that. Nevertheless, the sensation of his soft, plush lips against yours was haunting your thoughts.

“Well, I hope I do because I don’t like how I feel right now, not one bit.” He very much rushed through his cigarette, discarding the smoked-up bum in a bin on his way back to the elevator inside.

You followed right behind him, your brows furrowing a bit as you found yourself somewhat puzzled by his twitchy behavior. Meds this, side-effects that but you were sure that there must be more to it.

“Are you alright, Gabe? You seem a bit off…” You asked gently with a warm smile on your lips as you stepped into the elevator and pressed for level 4.

“I dunno…”, He replied, raising his hand to nip at his cuticles, “ ‘M nervous.”

“Nervous?” You repeated, taking another sip from your coffee.

"Uh-huh. Feel nervous around you.” Gabriel mumbled reluctantly, a soft tint of red creeping into his face.

“Why’d you feel nervous around me, angel face, hm?” You knew perfectly well why yet you couldn’t help yourself but to jump right into it, pushing him a little with your words.

Gabe took his time to answer, mentally stumbling and tripping over his own words while the elevator pulled up to the 4th floor.

“I-I have been thinking about something.”, He stuttered coyly upon leaving the elevator, and entering Ward 4 before you locked the entrance doors behind you again, “I..I…hmhmmm..I’d like to return the favor, you know?”

Oh, you knew just fine and the mere thought of it alone made you halt in your steps, a hot jolt of unbridled arousal shooting right amidst your legs.

“Okay.” You placed the thermos bottle on the desk in your office and threw your jacket onto the chair.

“Okay? What do you mean by okay?” Gabriel stammered a little insecure, his gaze following your every movement closely.

“I mean exactly that, Gabe.” You turned to smile at him, your own heart hammering in your chest, sense and reason not so slowly succumbing to the pressing need to feel him against you in whatever way.

“You…I, I mean…uh?..” It trickled out of his mouth a little dumbfounded.

“Yeah, but for that, we don’t wanna be in my office now, do we?” Gabe blushed even harder at your words, shaking his head excitedly.

“No, no of course not…” With a growing smile around his lips, Gabriel got daring and reached out for his slender fingers to grab you by the wrist, leading you with him down the corridor.

You didn’t resist any of it, instead, you followed his needy pulling and grabbing until both of you hushed into his little dorm room, the door falling shut with a fast swing.

“Thought about it all day long…”, Gabe groaned against your cheek after he had turned around for his hands to grab at your hips immediately, “Did you think about me too?”

He was on you faster than your brain could comprehend, his lips lapping at yours desperately as he practically shoved himself between your legs with your back pressed against the wall.

There it was, that oddly confident, focused burst of determination towards what he wanted. That spark of stubbornness fueled by a deep-rooted need for attention no one ever really had granted to him. Not his consecutively occupied mother, not his thoroughly annoyed brother, nobody but you.

"Yeah, I thought about you too, angel face.", Every last bit of pretentious self-control crumbled into nothingness as you reciprocated the kiss over and over again, the faint taste of cold cigarette smoke seeping into your mouth, "Couldn’t keep myself from doing so."

You led your hands to latch onto his sides, pulling him in closer between your legs, the need to feel him there growing with every shallow breath.

His already throbbing hard-on pushed against the fuzzy fabric of his black sweatpants right through the not-exactly-thick material of your scrubs. You felt the silhouette of his cock right above your pubic bone, your clit reacting to it in a craving ache for more stimulation.

"Did you touch yourself thinking about me? I sure did while thinking about you…" Gabe pushed in an aroused curiosity that sent your mind reeling.

"Uh-uhu. Didn't last more than 5 minutes." You admitted, your fingers slipping underneath his sweater, eliciting a trembling moan to roll over his tongue.

In tender strokes you led your thumbs to graze over his hip bones and down along the exposed v-line of his lower abdomen to the waistband of his pants, making his cock twitch against you.

"Touch me, fuck me, please, anything…", Gabriel whined into the kiss, his forehead resting against yours as his trembling breaths brushed over your chin, "Please, can I touch you?"

"Hey, hey…Gabe, hey…calm down for me, yeah?" You talked not only to him but to your own conscience as well.

" 'M already touching you right here.", To underline your statement, you brushed over his hips again, "And everything else will follow soon enough. Let's take this slow, okay?"

"Sorry…" His cheeks flushed with red and you could feel the heat radiate from his face.

"It's okay…we don't need to rush this." With your hands tenderly palming his sides, you guided him towards the bed, sitting him down on the mattress before you started pulling your shirt over your head.

Gabe's eyes grew wide at the sight in front of him, leaning in to press his warm lips to your stomach whilst you shimmied yourself out of your bra, tossing the accumulated fabric onto the floor. They wandered upwards slowly as soon as your breasts fell free from their confines, suckling at their sensitive underside which led your nipples to perk up.

“Oh, fuck..that’s good, angel face.” You cooed to him quietly, your fingers brushing through his silky smooth hair.

Guided by your words of praise, Gabe’s mouth ventured further until his lips closed down around your sensitive nipple, applying a gentle amount of suction to it as the tip of his tongue flicked over it. The sensation alone caused a treacherous puddle of your rapidly increasing arousal to pool between your thighs. It nearly had you buckling forward onto the bed, made you want to simply mount him, pin him to the mattress below and just ride him until he begged for you to stop but that had to wait. Not tonight, you had told yourself over and over again, you’d take it nice and slow with sweet Gabriel.

“Do you want to get out of those clothes for me, Gabe?” You asked, cradling his face in your palms as his lips pulled back from your breast in a wet sound.

“Sure…” His breaths came in a raggedy pace as he shuffled back on the bed, sliding out of his sweatpants and shorts simultaneously before working himself out of his shirt.

You watched him attentively whilst stepping out of your trousers and panties alike, crawling right next to him before your hands hungrily latched onto his exposed skin. Your fingers wanted to be everywhere at the same time, couldn’t decide whether to caress his bare shoulders or wander down his back to softly knead and palm the round of his ass.

“You’re so pretty…” It fell from your lips before they pressed a quick peck to his forehead, the tip of your nose wandering down the slightly curved bridge of his in a tender stroke.

“Hmmm..” Gabriel sounded insecure, not fully convinced by your earnest compliment.

“What’s that, Gabe? Don’t you think you’re pretty?” To soothe his thoughts, your fingertips brushed over his shoulders, drawing little loops and random shapes all over his smooth skin.

“That’s not so pretty, is it?” He raised one of his hands to slowly pull yours from his shoulder down to his chest.

In the dark, he guided your fingertips over welts of sensitive scar tissue, some wider and short and some thin but longer ones scattered all across up to his collarbones. It reminded you of how vulnerable he truly was.

“I don’t think they make you any less pretty, Gabriel…” His full name just snaked itself out of your mouth before you could hold it back.

You knew very well that this was a red flag to him and you tried to correct yourself right away, but Gabe interrupted you.

“It’s….it’s okay, you can call me that.” He breathed against your lips, his barely touching yours, the intimate proximity letting little sparks prickle and flicker between the two of you.

“Thank you.” You smiled into the oncoming kiss, your hand cupping his after pulling back from the array of scars.

In a slow movement, you guided it down your body, brushing over your stomach until you gingerly pressed it between your thighs, wetness and your heat engulfing his fingers. At the sensation, Gabe moaned into your mouth, his fingers utterly carefully feeling themselves around, parting your soaked folds in a shy flick.

“There, there…”, You cooed, inhaling sharply as a pang of pleasure had your needy clit throbbing against his inexperienced fingers, “Let me show you, yeah?”

“Uh-huh..” Gabriel agreed, allowing you to lead his fingers to teach them where to touch you.

“Feel that nub there? Don’t press too hard or it’ll be very uncomfortable, ok? It’s really sensitive but when you touch it like that..”, You pressed the tip of his middle finger to flick over it, “It feels really, really good.”

“There?” He repeated the motion, drawing a whine from your lungs as you nodded in affirmation.

“Don’t stop, please…want to feel you so bad…” You whispered to him, hips rolling against his fingers to help ease the building tension in your body.

Pulling your hand from in between your thighs to leave Gabriel to it, you snaked your greedy fingers toward his hard-on that was pressing itself against his lower stomach. Palming it with your hand, the tip thoroughly covered in droplets of pre-cum already, you heard yourself murmur about what a good boy he was for you right now, making you feel so incredibly good with every nudge and brush of his fingers against your aching clit. You allowed yourself to get lost in the blissful feelings he sent through every nerve ending whilst you started stroking your hand along his girth, your imagination running wild with the thoughts of how it would feel to have him push you open and form him to stretch your walls out to accommodate him. Just the mere fantasy of it had your cunt clenching down around nothing, your slick oozing out of you to lube Gabriel’s fingers thoroughly.

At the same time, you recognized how his lip left a trail from your halfway parted lips over your jaw to eventually reach their destination closing down around your stiff nipple again, suckling at it whilst his tongue played with the perked-up bud.

“Fuck..feels so good..” You groaned out, leading your free hand to get lost in his hair, fingertips caressing over his scalp whilst cradling his body close to your chest.

He reciprocated your praise with needy and out-of-breath mewls, his cock twitching in your grip as you fisted it from tip to shaft at a steady yet gentle pace. For a moment you wondered about just how many times he’d gotten himself off in the flimsy privacy of his bathroom to not just erupt in your grasp right away again. The pictures forming in your mind of him jerking himself off in the shower or maybe just clumsily towering over the toilet bowl sent thrashing waves of fiery pleasure through your system, leading the tightening coil in your stomach to nearly burst already.

“ ‘M…mmmhmm…gonna come soon, can feel it..” Gabriel hummed around your breast in his mouth, the vibrations sending you impossibly close to being pushed over your own threshold.

“Issok, Gabe, just let go…” You pushed between grinding teeth, eyes fluttering shut as it took but one well-angled rub over your swollen clit for your body to get lost in an unbridled wash of bliss.

A cascade of breathy moans mixed in with those needy, little sounds Gabriel huffed against your damp skin as your orgasm crushed through you in heavy contractions. It had been a good while since somebody else than your own fingers or a buzzing toy had brought you to that kind of high and you reveled in the feeling as long as possible before your senses slowly came back to, just in time to watch Gabe coming undone a moment later.

“Such a good boy, Gabriel..” You praised with a slightly sore voice, watching how milky-white spurts of his cum splattered all over your stomach and even up to the curve of your tits as he whined and mewled out in pleasure.

Pumping his cock one last time to gently squeeze every last drop of him before releasing it from your careful grip, you wrapped both of your arms around his shoulders, holding him close to you while his lips let go of your slightly overstimulated nipple.

“Can’t you just stay here with me?” Gabe sniffled, planting his cheek right against your collarbone whilst he shoved himself on top of you, resting between your legs as your fingers played with his hair.

“You know the answer to that one, Gabe…I better be way outta your room before the day staff comes around.” You sighed against into strands of his hair, inhaling his scent deeply.

“But that’s not fair… why is everybody free to do what they want but me?” His hands clawed down at your sides, clutching himself against you as close as possible.

“Shhh…hey there, let’s not worry about that just now, yeah? Come here…”, You attempted to soothe him, peppering his forehead with a was of little kisses, “The best I can do is cuddle you to sleep tonight, how about that?”

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