"It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you."

[crazyforyou]

Who: Gabe George and Ash Emmerson
What: That crazy little thing called love
Where: Gabe's bed
When: As soon as they arrived home from Paris

Gabe was completely out of breath, sweaty, naked, heart pounding wildly in his chest as he flopped back onto his pillow with a satiated moan. He could only laugh when his lover lay down on top of him and started to kiss his throat, despite the fact they had just had extremely epic marathon sex that required him to steal his brother's condoms because they ran out of their own. His arms closed around Ash and their legs tangled in together amongst the mess of rumpled sheets. "Just when I was sure I couldn't love you any more, you go and pound me into the mattress until I nearly forget my own name," he teased, panting to try to catch his breath. His hands rubbed over Ash's toned and sweaty back, and he was pretty sure he could die from bliss right now if his family wouldn't protest that loudly.

His family. "We're going to have to come up for air eventually to break the news, you know," he lamented and when Ash finally lifted his head to look into his eyes, Gabe lifted his head and rubbed their noses together with an eskimo kiss. It inevitably turned into another long, linger kiss to the lips, though, their mouths connected like their bodies still were. "Is that a no?" he joked against Ash's lips. "Will telling you I need to pee make a difference? Seriously, Rhett will murder me with his bare hand and probably something like a fashionable scarf if I don't tell him this soon."

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[legalistic]

Ash just wasn't ready to remember the rest of the world existed yet. He knew they would have to eventually, but he was so wrapped up in the amazing week away in Paris that climaxed with Gabe accepting his proposal on the Eiffel Tower. It couldn't be more perfect. Their week away had been just what they needed after Gabe busted his ass in his final year of college, graduating before the summer and Gabe had honestly just thought they were there to chill and spend some time together after it had been cut short when he had his nose stuck in a book for his finals. He hand't suspected a thing when they finally visited the Tower and even if it was common and cheesy, everyone up there had cheered for them and they had a line-up of people wanting to take photos with them (once one tourist revealed who Gabe was loudly and for the rest of the bunch to hear). Neither minded, it was all part of the experience, and Ash felt like he hadn't been able to stop smiling since it happened. Smiling or fucking his new fiancé...

Jet lag was beginning to kick in, though. He was feeling sleepy after the flight and long sessions of sex before and after it. He entwined his fingers with Gabe's and then pulled his hand up to his lips, kissing his shiny and very blingy engagement ring Ash had bought in Paris. "Rhett can wait a little longer, can't he?" he murmured and then broke into a smile. "No murdering the love of my life. That's seriously against the fucking rules. You're determined to get rid of me, aren't you?" He was just teasing, though and went to roll off Gabe. Only, instead of freeing him, he just pulled Gabe on top of him instead, switching their positions so he could cup Gabe's bare bum in his hands. "You can't go anywhere. I object."