Sometimes, Gabriel really didn’t know when to shut up and that pissed her off. It was one of those rare nights where the two actually didn’t have plans and thought that they’d try and be normal and spend an evening together. It was really just code for hanging out and sex, but she was at least trying to be civil and not start any type of argument. And for most of the night, it was working. He actually managed to not be a pain in the ass and, while she’d never tell him, he was actually being kind of cute. So it was painfully obvious that the moment he did decide to open his mouth and be annoying, it was when she was riding him. It wasn’t like she could just get off; that would make her double upset. Doing the obviously reasonable thing, she brought a hand to wrap around his throat, smirking down at him. “I bet you’d like if I did this,” she said as her hips slowed to a pace where she was just rocking gently on his lap. She watched his features, searching for any sign that this was not okay as she ran her thumb up and down his slender neck, putting the slightest of pressures. When he didn’t push her hand away, she began to move again, her hand tightening ever so slightly. And that was exactly how she kept up, enjoying how the action seemed to only pull moans and groans from him mixed with how quickly her hips rocked against him. She loved the control as her her hand loosened and tightened its hold on his throat until she felt herself come apart above him. It was only then did she drop her hand in favor of falling forward, panting heavily in his ear. “You know that I’m totally doing that again,” she whispered with a grin. “And something tells me you liked it too.”
