It's not fair. Pedri thinks it isn't fair.

It's not fair how Gavi gets to be the hot-headed one and no one bats an
eye. It's normal and even expected from him, but if it's Pedri, well, that's a whole different story. Normally,
Pedri was great at handling his feelings. There has never been a time on the field where he has lost his cool,
and he is intent on keeping it that way. He doesn't explode in the locker room either; he waits until he gets
home and does everything he can to calm down. but this? This is different. It's different for Pedri because this
is jealousy. He's jealous of how easily his teammates are touching Gavi, and there is nothing he can do about it
because Gavi isn't his.

The two have been friends for a while now, and they instantly clicked off and on the pitch. Pedri adored the
younger boy; he knew Gavi was capable of great things even at such a young age. He gets fed up easily,
though, which causes lots of problems during matches. Today isn't any different. The team had just wrapped
up a game against Real Betis, winning 4-0. The locker room was loud with celebrations and laughter. What
Pedri can't understand is why his teammates have to be all around Gavi as if he were their trophy. There were
hands everywhere on his body—his thighs, face, back, and that tiny waist that drives Pedri insane. He's placed
on laps and hugged by everyone, and Gavi enjoys every minute of it. It's no secret that Gavi likes being
pampered and praised.
Nothing was going on between the two for Pedri to feel this way; he just does. He should be the one to touch
Gavi, to have him on his lap, and to make him blush because of all the compliments being thrown at him. Not
to sound conceited, but Pedri knows that Gavi loves his attention more than any other. He can always see Gavi
staring at him, looking for any sort of validation or praise, and Pedri is quick to give it to him. This time
around, Pedri stays quiet. He takes a quick shower and changes without saying a word to Gavi. The younger
boy noticed the change in attitude but didn't know how to bring it up, so he doesn't. Instead, he excuses
himself from his teammates, who are still pampering him and takes a shower. He feels dirty; sweat and grass
stains cover his uniform, and Gavi has a strong need to get out of these clothes immediately.

The entire time that Gavi was showering and changing into a new set of clothes, Pedri was on his mind. What
did he do for Pedri to ignore him? He didn't get a yellow card throughout the game, which he thought would
make Pedri happy. After getting dressed, he went back out into the main room, where all his teammates were.
The excitement had died down, and everyone was sitting down and waiting to either shower or go home. Gavi
wondered if Pedri had left him or not and was anxious to see if he might have to Uber home.

Thankfully, he noticed Pedri at the door on his phone, waiting for him. He said his goodbyes to the people in
the locker room and made his way to Pedri with a smile. "Ready?" he asked. All he got was a nod from him as
he exited the building. The smile on Gavi's face fell; he doesn't understand what happened. The walk to the
older man's car was quiet, and Gavi had no intention of speaking at the moment. Gavi wondered how he was
going to survive the night since the two had made plans before the game for Gavi to sleep over at Pedri's
apartment. When the two were finally in the car and seated, Gavi spoke up. "Am I still spending the night?" he
asked in a small tone, scared of whatever was coming next. Pedri let out a small hum of agreement and began
driving. Gavi stopped himself from saying anything to the other throughout the entire car ride, but Pedri
could feel his stare. The grip he had on his steering wheel was hard, and he knew Gavi had probably noticed it
by now. By the time the two got to Pedri's apartment, Gavi was fed up. Why was he being ignored? It's not like
he did anything to deserve this. The minute they got inside, Gavi put his backpack down and was quick to
speak. "What's up with you? You haven't said a thing to me since the game ended. It's like you're mad at me or
something," he said, eyebrows scrunched up as his big eyes held a look of confusion and anger. Without
looking back at him, Pedri walked to his kitchen. "I'm not mad at you, just tired," he stated. Gavi scoffed at his
words and followed him into the other room. "Tired, right? Does that give you the right to be such a bitch, or
is there something else?" he asked, arms crossed across his chest? During that, Pedri walked to his fridge and
took out a water bottle for himself. He shrugged, "It's not my problem that you think I'm being bitchy," was all
Pedri said. Gavi had walked back to the living room, muttering words that Pedri didn't bother listening to.

Pedri walked into the same room Gavi was in with the water bottle still in his hand. He noticed the younger
man's backpack back on his shoulders and Gavi furiously typing something on his phone. "What are you
doing?" Pedri asked as he took a sip from his drink. "Leaving. I'm getting an Uber and going home. You don't
want me here, so what's the point of staying?" he said, never looking up from his phone. Pedri closed his
water bottle and threw it on his couch. He walked up to Gavi and took his phone to cancel the ride before
anything else. He blocked Gavi away from the screen, "Give it back! I want to leave." He complained. When the
ride was finally canceled, Pedri put Gavi's phone in his back pocket and looked back at him. He was staring
without saying a single word, and Gavi felt tense. He didn't know what to make of this situation. "Was it my
playing? I did nothing wrong. I got no yellows; I didn't even pick a fight! So please tell me what—" he was cut
off by Pedri's voice. "Did you like everyone's hands on you?" he asked. When Pedri noticed that his sentence
had shut the boy up, he continued. "Did you like how everyone felt you up? How you were on their laps? Is
that what you like?" he commented. With each sentence he said, Pedri got closer and closer to Gavi, which
made the young boy back up into the door. He had no idea what to say; his cheeks were pink and his stomach
felt weird. "I don't know what you're talking about," was all Gavi could say. Now it was Pedri's turn to scoff,
not believing what Gavi was saying. "C'mon. I saw the way you enjoyed it; it's okay to admit it. Everyone
knows you love it, but you love it when I touch you the most, right?" he asked. Pedri's hand was now on Gavi's
cheek, holding him in place so the two could make eye contact. Gavi was quiet; he didn't know what to say or
do, but the longer he didn't say anything, the more annoyed Pedri looked. Pedri's hand traveled to Gavi's chin,
squeezing the other's face. "You like it when I touch you the most, right?" he repeated his question. This time
around, Pedri's other hand made its way to Gavi's hair, pulling on it ever so slightly.

Gavi had no idea what was going on; Pedri was never like this towards him or towards anyone for that matter.
He was scared, not knowing what to expect, but he felt butterflies in his stomach. Was it wrong that Gavi liked
being talked to like this by Pedri? He knows it is. If it wasn't obvious, Gavi always had a crush on the older
boy. He was always trying to impress him, and wherever Pedri was, Gavi was there somewhere as well. So
Gavi thought, "Would it be that bad if he pushed Pedri just a bit more? The young boy looked up at Pedri,
trying to seem calm and collected. "What if I don't? What if I like it when Lewy or Ansu do it more?" he asked.
They both know that isn't true, but it still gets under Pedri's skin. Gavi can see the way it plays with Pedri, and
he smiles up at him. That teasing smile is going to be the death of Pedri. Any cockiness that was inside Gavi's
head disappeared the second Pedri's hands left his face and traveled down to his stomach. They stayed there
for a couple of seconds until the hand was moved to his waist, and a small squeeze was made. Gavi can feel his
heartbeat speed up, his body frozen at the feeling of the boy's hand. "So it doesn't feel better when I'm the one
that touches you here?" he asked, knowing exactly the answer he was looking for. Gavi shook his head in
response, not trusting his voice to reply. Pedri wanted to be a bit meaner and make him say it, but he saw how
Gavi was already breaking down at the simple touch. Gavi doesn't understand why Pedri is doing this, and he
doesn't understand why he isn't putting a stop to it. What Pedri did next made the young boy go numb for a
couple of seconds. He felt Pedri's lips on his neck, leaving kisses everywhere he was able to reach. Gavi let out
the smallest sigh, not wanting to admit he liked it, but he was weak. When Pedri heard the shorter man sigh,
he smiled into his neck. He could have pushed him off already; Gavi was strong enough to. So he continues,
and Gavi feels a warm feeling in his sweatpants. There's no way he was getting hard just from a couple of
kisses. He seriously needed to experiment more because, right now, Gavi was just embarrassed.

He tried to push Pedri off of him; the kisses had started to make him feel needy in some way. The man didn't
budge, though, but what he did do was grab Gavi's hand and pin it against the wall to stop him from doing it
again. Pedri's body was right against his; he for sure felt Gavi through his sweatpants, and it made the boy
squirm. At the feeling, Pedri stopped his actions, and Gavi already knew that the other was smirking. He
moved away from the other's necks to hold eye contact as he moved his knee between the boy's legs, rubbing
it against Gavi's growing bulge. The feeling made Gavi's hips twitch, which caused more friction that made the
boy gasp. He looked away, forming a tight line with his lips to calm himself. He knows he can push Pedri off of
him right now, but at the same time, he can't. Pedri's making him feel weak; his arms feel like jelly, and his
legs don't even feel real at the moment. He doesn't know if it's newfound confidence or if his mind is hazy, but
Gavi's hips start to move on the other knee. The friction was what Gavi craved, and the more he moved, the
more noises he made. Small whimpers were pouring out of his mouth, and Gavi is embarrassed—he is—but
he doesn't stop. Pedri could let out a groan at the sight. Gavi, who was ready to leave because of how angry he
was towards Pedri, was now grinding against him, lips parted, and eyes slightly unfocused. The older boy
wishes he could take a picture of the beautiful sight in front of him.
"You think it'd feel better if Lewy or Ansu were doing this instead of me, hm?" Pedri questioned. Gavi shook
his head, how could he even think that at the moment? No one could affect him the way Pedri does. Pedri
knew himself but he still felt the jealousy coursing through his veins. He wanted to make the boy cry, break
down in front of him into a crying, blabbering mess. He felt the way Gavi's hips moved faster and how he was
fully hard now. One of Pedri's hands traveled down to his hip, making him stay still. That alone made Gavi
whine, turning his head to look at the boy, but immediately looked down as he noticed Pedri was already
staring at him. "What is it?" he asked with a teasing smile. Gavi didn't say anything, too shy to even look up.
He tried to move his hips again but it didn't work, Pedri's grip becoming stronger. Pedri moved his knee away
which made Gavi whine once again, only louder. He looked up at Pedri with pleading eyes, he needed the
friction. Pedri couldn't believe how easily Gavi broke down for him, he hasn't even properly touched him and
he was whining. "Tell me what you want, and I'll do it. It's that easy." Pedri stated.

Gavi had to calm every nerve in his body before opening his mouth, "Please, t-touch me more." he begged,
voice small. He couldn't keep looking at him, bringing his eyes down to stop the blush that tries to make its
way to his cheek. "Good boy." was all Pedri said before letting go of his hips and god, it made Gavi's head lean
back on the wall as a shaky sigh left his lips. He continued the roll of his hips almost immediately, this time
searching for more. Pedri let his hands roam around the boy's body, sneaking his way under Gavi's shirt to
touch the hot skin with his cold fingers. He held on tight to Gavi's waist, going back to his neck to leave kisses
once again. Gavi's noises grew louder, one of his hands was now holding onto Pedri's shoulder. When the
older boy began to suck on his neck is when Gavi completely broke down. He needed more, wanted more. He
moaned for the first time that night, hips stuttering at the new feeling. Pedri couldn't believe how whiny he
was and it was hard to hold himself back, but he wanted to hear Gavi say what he wanted.

When the young boy noticed Pedri had no intention of giving him more, he pressed his body impossibly closer
to his. "More. Please? More, please?" he asked, quickly adding in the please since it worked last time. Pedri
backed away from the boy's neck, "What more do you want? I'm touching you as you said." He teased and
Gavi did not appreciate it one bit. He was beginning to feel whiny, and bratty, and he wanted to talk back. He
stopped his movements on Pedri's knee, "D-do you want me to ask Lewy to help me instead? Because we both
know he will." he stated, eyes staring straight into Pedri's. He can see the second they change into something
dark. Gavi wanted to take it back but he was too late. He was being turned around, cheek pressed up against
the wall as Pedri held a bruising grip on his hips, pressing Gavi's ass firmly against his crotch. He grinded
against him once, twice, and by the third time, Gavi let out a moan dripped in desperation. He moved his ass
back to find the friction, eyes closed and mouth opened. Pedri's hand sneaked its way to the boy's throat,
getting a nice grip before bringing Gavi's body flush against his. "This is what you want right? To be treated
like a slut? Is it that hard to ask that you need to make me mad or do you just like when I get rough?" He
asked, expecting no answer from the boy who was limited to talking. Even if he could, Gavi had no idea what
to say. It's a bit of both really, he couldn't bring himself to say it but he also liked how angry Pedri got, how
rough.

Pedri lowered Gavi's sweatpants and underwear in one swift motion, keeping them right under the curve of
his ass. The hand that was once on his neck had left and Gavi's cheek was back on the wall. He was gasping for
air, squirming around Pedri's grasp as he was now more exposed. Pedri pulled at Gavi's hair for the sole
meaning of bringing him pain, but Gavi loved the feeling. Before he could even make a noise for the pull, Pedri
brought his hand down to the boy's ass hard, making him jump slightly with a surprised noise leaving his lips.
He was not expecting Pedri to do that. Sweet, caring Pedri that always got Gavi out of any harm was now
harming, and Gavi wanted more of it. He moved his ass back, wanting more of the pain and Pedri let out a
small laugh. His hand met the boy's ass once more, "Never thought you'd be such a slut. Of course you'd like
this." he spat out which only added more fuel to Gavi's fire. He repeated the action two more times and by the
last slap, Gavi let out a broken sob. His eyes were teary and he was harder than ever. He wished to turn
around and beg Pedri to fuck him but his body felt like it wasn't his. He couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Pedri helped Gavi turn around eventually, staring into his pretty, teary eyes with a smile. He reached down to
put the boy's underwear and sweatpants back up much to Gavi's dismay. "Could have had way more if you
just asked, but no. Could've had something better if you didn't parade yourself around to the rest of the team,"
he said. Pedri knew he sounded jealous and he didn't care, it's how he felt. What he didn't expect is for Gavi to
fall on his knees, looking up at him with his big puppy eyes and a hand on his hard-on. His tears were
threatening to spill at any second and fuck, was that a sight. He rubbed Pedri and the boy had to curl his
hands into fists to control himself. "F-fuck me, please Pedri. Fuck my mouth or me, just anything please," he
begged. Pedri closed his eyes for a few seconds. He never thought Gavi would ever voice his opinions like this
and guessed the boy was strung out, he needed a release. Even though Pedri hasn't done much teasing, he
knew Gavi craved a nice release after how hard he's been working recently on the field.

As good as it sounded, Pedri couldn't fuck Gavi's mouth at the moment. He needed to fuck him, there was no
way he couldn't after everything. He opened his eyes and grab him by the hair so he can stand back up. Gavi
winced at the pain, he could barely stand up so he appreciated that Pedri helped him to the couch. The second
Gavi was on the couch, the body presented to Pedri, his sweatpants were off. Pedri spread the boy's legs open,
kneeling between them. He had the perfect view of Gavi's body and face, he could watch everything that was
happening. He kissed Gavi's thighs softly and felt them begin to shake, Pedri had to bite back a smile. Pedri
removed Gavi's underwear and the sight of Gavi leaking, cock red and desperate made Pedri work faster. He
brought his hand up to Gavi's lips, tapping two fingers on them. "Open up and suck," he said which Gavi
obediently did. He sucked, licked, and made sure they were as wet as possible. Pedri couldn't keep his eyes off
of him. Gavi had his eyes closed but his mouth was working. There was saliva seeping out and his chin was
getting covered with it. He looked so messy already and he hasn't even been fucked yet. The sight made Pedri
twitch in his sweatpants, he couldn't help it.

When Pedri thought they were wet enough, he removed his fingers from Gavi's mouth. Of course, Gavi let out
a whine of protest since his mouth was now empty but he was quickly shut up when a finger was pushed into
his hole with no warming. It made Gavi tense up, eyebrows furrowed and eyes still shut. Pedri soothed him,
"Shhh, it's okay baby." He said and the small nickname made Gavi melt. Pedri moved his finger the more he
felt Gavi calm down. He was easily moving inside him now with Gavi letting out small pants at the feeling. He
pulled out to then shove two fingers in and that made Gavi wince. It took him a bit longer to get used to this
intrusion, but he did it nonetheless. "You're doing so good, Gav. You're such a good boy." Pedri praised him.
Being called a good boy did things to Gavi. It made his stomach do a flip and his hips twitched, grinding down
onto the fingers with a moan. "Like that? Like when I call you a good boy?" Pedri asked with a teasing smile.
Gavi didn't answer and instead tried to glare at Pedri which did not work out since he was now getting stuffed
with three fingers.

Gavi's moans increased and Pedri's fingers worked faster. It hurt but it felt so good and Gavi needed more of
Pedri. He tried to move his hips down onto Pedri's fingers but Pedri had a strong grip on his hips once again
to stop moving. Gavi felt seriously overwhelmed. It felt so good but he had to get more, he couldn't stand it.
The tears finally came out of his eyes, a broken sob leaving his lips. At the sound, Pedri looked up at Gavi and
immediately stopped his actions which only made more tears fall out. "Gavi, are you okay? Did I hurt you? Did
I go too far too fast?" he asked, his eyes filled with worry. At the questions, Gavi shook his head. He was fine,
completely fine, but he was desperate. "N-need more," he paused, trying to calm himself. "Need you to f-fuck
me, p-please!" he begged as more tears came out. Once Pedri understood the situation, he let out a low groan.
If this wasn't the hottest thing that's ever happened in his life. Gavi needed him so badly that he was crying.
Crying and begging to be fucked by Pedri. Not by any of his other teammates, but by him. Pedri stood up to
kick his shoes and sweatpants off quickly. He rubbed himself through his underwear a couple of times at the
sight in front of him. Gavi with his legs open, eyes wet and mouth open as well. Drool and tears were covering
his pretty face and his eyes were staring straight into Pedri's. He finally took his underwear off and the right
of Pedri's dick made Gavi's eyes widen just a bit. Pedri would be lying if he said that didn't boost his
confidence just a bit.

He made his way back between Gavi's legs, moving one of them over his shoulder as his face hovered over
Gavi's face. He heard Gavi whisper something but couldn't quite figure out what he said. "What was that
baby?" he asked and Gavi whined, cheeks heating up as he knew he had to repeat himself. "Kiss me?" he
asked, keeping his eyes locked on Pedri's lips. Gavi has been aching for a kiss since this started and now since
they were so clothes, he needed it. Pedri thought it was adorable how badly Gavi needed to be kissed, so he
gave it to him. Their lips crashed in a messy, wet kiss that made Gavi moan. It was exactly what he needed, all
he wanted was Pedri's mouth on his. Gavi could barely kiss the boy's back, body melting into the sofa. He was
enjoying his time until Pedri stopped his actions, body frozen up. Gavi pulled back, looking up into Pedri's
eyes who had a look of shock and realization. "W-what's wrong?" he asked. Gavi was scared, was it something
he did? Did he not enjoy the kiss? Or maybe, did he not want to do this anymore?

"I don't have a condom." Pedri deadpanned. "I can't fuck you without one, Gav, we have to stop," Pedri stated.
Gavi's worries were replaced with new ones. He gave Pedri the best puppy eyes he could do, the boy even
pouted. "No! No Pedri please, fuck me without it. We d-don't need it, wan' feel you, please. Please, Pepi, need
you to fuck me." he begged, eyes tearing up. If Gavi was just the slightest bit more conscious, he would have
never begged like this. Pedri's jaw was locked, he couldn't control himself when the boy beneath him begged
so pretty. He was clean and assumed Gavi was clean, that wasn't the problem. It might hurt more for the boy
or it might feel like too much for his first time, he didn't want to cross any boundaries. Before he could even
respond, Gavi reached down to get a shaky hold of Pedri's cock, dragging the tip of it against his hole. "Please
Pedri, fuck me, u-use me," he begged once again. Pedri doesn't know if it was his words or actions that broke
him, but any worries that were in his head had left. He grabbed Gavi's hand and pinned it against the couch.
With his other hand, he aligned himself to Gavi's hole and slowly pushed in.

All Pedri could do was groan, Gavi was insanely tight. He had to hold himself back, knowing it would hurt Gavi
if he tried to move any faster. Gavi wanted to smile as he was finally being filled up but he couldn't. Noises fell
out of his mouth, both from pain and pleasure. He urged Pedri to move faster, but he didn't budge. He was
only halfway in and Gavi was getting irritated once again. He wasn't going to break if Pedri went any faster.
"S-should've asked someone else to fuck m-me." he was barely able to get out. Pedri's eyes snapped up at
Gavi's who was already staring at him. He was still for a couple of seconds before he forced the rest of his cock
inside Gavi. If he wanted to be a brat, then Pedri was not going to treat him like the good boy he thought he
was. The pace was quick from the beginning and Gavi let out the most beautiful moans Pedri has ever heard.
He was tight, so tight and it made Pedri's mind foggy. His thrusts got faster and Gavi was crying again. "This,
this is what you wanted so why are you crying huh?" he asked, hips snapping particularly hard after his
question. "Think they can fuck you as good as I can?" he asked, this time expecting an answer. When Gavi
didn't answer him, he stopped his thrusts completely.

It was the breaking point for Gavi, he sobbed and moaned but his body was too weak to even try to move.
"Answer me," Pedri said. "Nuh-uh! T-they can't only you can Ped! O-only you!" he let out. Pedri's thrusts were
building up again and all Gavi could do was moan and drool all over himself. "That's right. You're mine, right?
You're only my good boy?" he asked and Gavi was quick to answer. "Yes! Y-yes 'm yours. 'm your good boy!
Please, I n-need to cum!" he begged. His hand traveled down to his dick but Pedri slapped his hand away.
"You'll cum without touching yourself, Gav. I know you can do it." Pedri said as his thrusts became faster. He
was close as well, all the prepping that happened did not make Gavi any less tight and the pressure was
delicious. Gavi's hand was now back on the couch, sobs, and moans leaving his lips as he got fucked even
harder. He was close, and he knew Pedri was too as his thrusts were now at an irregular pace. Gavi's shaky
hand reached for Pedri's hand that wasn't on his hip and brought it up to his neck.

Pedri was confused at first, but once he got the message, he threw his head back. "Fuck, Gavi. You're so
fucking hot. All for me to use." he said as he squeezed the boy's neck for some pressure. He saw Gavi's eyes
roll back slightly before closing, choked moans making their way out his mouth. All Gavi could do is nod his
head and barely at that. He loved it. He loved getting fucked, it was quite obvious. Gavi wouldn't mind Pedri
fucking him whenever he liked, pulling his pants and underwear down and forcing himself inside. It made
Gavi feel even more turned on at just the thought. He would love to be used by Pedri and they both know that
now. Pedri knew he was close, Gavi was clenching around him like crazy. He was close as well and knew he
couldn't last any longer so he went faster, hand squeezing Gavi's throat tighter. "Good boy, that's a fucking
good boy," Pedri said and that's what does it for Gavi. His legs shake, his back arched as his stomach was
painted white by his cum. A broken sob was at his lips and finally came out when Pedri let go of his throat to
pull at his hair. Gavi continued to moan and cry as Pedri's thrust became sloppy and fast. He needed Pedri to
finish inside of him, he needed it more than anything in the world. "I-inside, Ped! Cum inside me p-please!
Wan' to be yours" he begged and that just about does it for Pedri. He came inside Gavi's hole, painting his
inside white. The tightness made Pedri hiss and he went down to kiss Gavi. Their lips barely moved against
each other, mostly just tongue as he rode out his high.

Once Pedri was finally able to move, he slowly pulled out which Gavi wanted to whine about but he physically
couldn't. His body has completely given out and his eyes were barely open enough to look at Pedri. He felt
Pedri's body warmth leave him and that's when he whined. "Shhh, baby it's okay. I'm just going to grab
something to clean you up with." he soothed Gavi, leaving small kisses on the boy's cheek and forehead. Gavi
sniffed, trying not to cry at the emptiness and the overwhelming feeling he had at the moment, and nodded
his head. Pedri quickly made his way to grab a small hand towel and wet it with warm water. He knew Gavi
would be sore and whiny and clingy after all this so he tried to hurry.
Once he came back, Gavi's eyes were barely open but he saw fresh tears on his cheeks. "It's okay, baby, I'm
back," Pedri spoke up. Gavi brought his hands up to wipe his tears but didn't say anything. The next couple
minutes consisted of Pedri cleaning Gavi up and peppering kisses all over his face to calm him down. Soon
enough, the two made their way to Pedri's bathroom where the older boy helped Gavi bathe and let him
borrow some clothes to wear to get some sleep. Pedri insisted on Gavi getting some sleep, but as tired as he
was, he didn't want to leave Pedri alone. He went on about how he deserved care as well and he shouldn't be
the only one being taken care of. He was stubborn and did not leave the bathroom so Pedri let him be and
decided it's better to take a shower and have the two rest rather than argue. He would never let him see, but
Pedri's cheeks warmed up at the way Gavi cared so much about him even though he was much more
exhausted after all of this, body aching in different areas.

Pedri stepped out and got himself into warm clothes. The two walked to his room slowly but surely and the
minute they lay down, both let out a relaxed sigh. Gavi's hands made their way to Pedri's chest as he moved
one of his legs over his, snuggling his face into the boy's chest. His face was on fire, everything they did now
hitting him like a truck. Pedri laid a hand on Gavi's hair, playing with it as they both closed their eyes. "So do I
have to sit on someone's lap for you to do that again or?" Gavi joked, voice hoarse from their previous activity.
Pedri lightly slapped the boy's head but laughed nonetheless. "All you got to do is look at me and I'd do it
again," he said, true to his words but had a playful tone. He moved his hand to Gavi's face, urging the boy to
look up at him. Pedri placed a kiss on his forehead, cheek, then his lips. He wished the two could stay in his
bed forever, cuddling and relaxing. "I can get used to being like this with you."