#14

Summary:

Gavin begins having a recurring sex dream and after he confesses to Barbara about it, he's surprised when Michael actually complies to sexual fantasies.

Michael pinned my arms above my head and sucked on certain parts on my neck, leaving bruises in its place. I moaned out in approval, making Michael attack my lips once more.
"What do you want?" Michael asked me, grinding against me and making me moan all over again.
"Fuck me, Mi-cool," I whimpered out pathetically.
"Say it correctly," Michael growled out, beginning to unbutton my shirt, agonizingly slow.
"Fuck me, Michael," I whispered, pushing his hands out of the way so I could speed up the unbuttoning, only to have them swatted away.
"Louder," Michael said, stopping his unbuttoning completely.
"Fuck me, Michael! Please!" I yelped out.

I blinked open my eyes, feeling an involuntary moan escape my lips. I covered my mouth up immediately, looking over to see if Michael was still asleep. Of course he is, he could sleep through an earthquake.
I suddenly became painfully aware of my situation. I just had the same sex dream I had for the past three nights. I quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, waiting for 'little Gavin' to go away. I splashed water on my face, trying to calm my racing heart.
Once I was okay to go back to the bedroom, I did, stumbling a bit. I crawled back into bed, feeling Michael sleepily wrap his arms around me.
"Where did you go?" He asked, half asleep.
"No where, Mi-cool. Just go back to sleep," I told him, brushing his hair back and kissing his lips gently.
I eventually let myself drift into sleep, being reminded of my sex dream the entire time.

"Hey, Barbara. Can I talk to you?" I poked my head into her office, seeing her face light up at the sight of me.
"Of course, Gavin. Come on in," She told me, letting me walk in. I closed the door behind me and walked over to her desk.
"So, is this a work conversation or best friend conversation," Barbara smirked, slipping her hands into mine. I could tell she already knew which one it was.
"Best friend conversation," I told her. She squealed in delight and nodded, gesturing for me to go on.
"So, for the past few nights... I've been having this dream-," I started.
"Details. What type of dream is it? Nightmare, happy dream, sex dream," Barbara asked me, watching me squirm at the latter.
"Oh my god, tell me!" Barbara squealed again.
"So, it usually starts with Michael throwing me on the bed and... He's usually really dominate and aggressive. But in a good way," I told her.
"Well, it sounds to me like you long for Michael to be more aggressive during sex," Barbara told me. I blushed and looked away for a moment.
"Gavin, it's perfectly normal. I'm like you, too. I used to like really gentle and soft sex and once I got bored with that, I liked the rough and hard sex," Barbara continued, squeezing my hands and being taken to her own fantasy world.
"Barbara?" I asked, snapping her out of it.
"Yeah, um, anyway. You should really tell Michael about this. I'm sure he'd be willing to comply," She told me.
"No. No way. I've been keeping this a secret from him for a reason. What if he thinks that I'm weird for wanting stuff like that?" I asked her.
"Gav, you're being too paranoid. I bet Michael wants the same things you do," Barbara told me, persuading me.
"No. I can't," Was all I said.

I knocked on the door to the Achievement Hunter office, walking in moments later when I heard a muffled 'come in'. I searched the room, noticing Michael was the only one in there. Good.
"Hey, Mikey," I greeted him, smiling.
"Hey, Barbara. Gavin's downstairs if you need him," Michael told me, only half focused on me.
"I know, I just talked to him. I was actually coming to talk to you," I smirked, sitting down at Gavin's desk.
"Really? That's a first," Michael said, teasing me.
"Well, Gavin and I talked about something interesting that I thought you should know about," I started, crossing my legs and eyeing him.
"What about? Is something bothering him?" Michael asked me, already beginning to worry about him.
"No, well, nothing that you're probably thinking. He's been having this dream. This... Sex dream, lately and I think you should do him a little favor," I smirked, watching Michael look at me with more interest.
"What kind of favor?" He asked me, leaning forward.
"Be aggressive. Dominant. Gavin craves that type of stuff," I told him.
"Wait, is this some kind of joke?" Michael asked me, eyeing me suspiciously.
"If it was, don't you think Gavin would be somewhere in the room giggling?" I asked him. Michael shrugged and nodded.
"Just do this for him. Make it the greatest pleasure he's ever felt," I finished, standing up and walking for the door.
"I expect him to be telling me about it tomorrow," I finished, leaving the room.
I played my role, now it's up to Michael to play his.

I closed my apartment door behind me, taking a deep breath. I set my backpack down and walked into the kitchen, seeing Gavin washing his hands.
Here goes nothing.
I walked over to him, immediately wrapping my arms around him and squeezing his thighs. Gavin jumped a little, startled at my sudden presence but I heard a quiet sigh of pleasure escape from him.
I pressed my lips against his neck, biting and sucking on several different spots. Gavin moaned out in approval as I continued my kissing.
"Mi-cool, what... What are you doing?" Gavin moaned out.
"Shut up," I told him, using a harsh tone. Gavin whipped around and smirked.
"Now, this is what's gonna happen. You're gonna go into our room and take off everything you have on, except your boxers. You will wait for me until I decide to come in. Then, we'll go from there," I growled at him, making him bite his lip and nod quickly.
I stepped out of his way and pointed to the bedroom. Gavin immediately started towards the bedroom. I smirked at him, slapping his ass as he walked past me.
Once he was gone, I let out the breath I was holding. It was so weird to be that controlling with Gavin and actually have him listen to me. I kind of felt powerful.
I shrugged and smirked to myself a little bit as I thought about what I had planned. I grabbed my backpack again and sifted through it until I found the handcuffs Barbara had so willingly let me borrow. I blushed a little and pulled them out, setting my backpack back down again.
After waiting another five minutes, I slowly walked to Gavin and I's bedroom. I tried to hide my growing blush with a dominant and aggressive look.
I opened the door slowly and saw Gavin sitting on the middle of the bed, his legs crossed and head down. When he heard the door open, his head shot up (AN: This could have double meaning and it's great) and he eyed the handcuffs dangling precariously on my pointer finger. I bit my lip seductively as I walked agonizingly slow to him. I watched him as he squirmed around uncomfortably as I walked closer to him.
"Guess what," I said in a low growl.
"What," Gavin said pathetically.
"You've been bad, Gavin Free. Very, very bad," I told him in the same low growl. Gavin squirmed about again and nodded his head, blushing furiously.
"What are you gonna do to me?" Gavin asked me, playing along with my game.
"Now, why would I tell you and ruin the surprise?" I responded, smirking evilly at him.
I quickly launched myself onto Gavin, pinning his hands above his head. I stared him dead in the eyes before pressing my lips against his jawline and sucking. Gavin automatically moved his head to give me more room and I trailed little wet kisses down his neck, leaving small purple marks in its place. I stopped at the base of his neck and started sucking on a place on his collarbone that I knew would set him into a fit of moans. And just as I knew it would, it did.
Quickly and sneakily, I wrapped a cuff around one of Gavin's hands and snapped it shut. I climbed off Gavin, smirking evilly as I connected the other cuff to the headboard.
By now, Gavin was already getting pretty hot and bothered. I felt my self esteem go up a little to know all it took was a little kissing to get him to that state.
I climbed back on top of Gavin, holding his other hand above his head. I trailed wet kisses down his neck again and continued down. I kissed his chest before starting down his happy trail. Gavin's fist clenched and his moans became louder as I went down.
And like that I stopped.
Gavin's moans stopped as well and he looked at me pathetically, silently pleading me to continue. I smirked and slowly took off my shirt, Gavin's eyes going wide before searching over my exposed torso. He always loved it whenever I took my shirt off for whatever reason.
Suddenly I grabbed at his boxers so quickly, Gavin gasped in shock. He threw his head back and moaned loudly.
"What do you want?" I asked him, leaning down over him. Gavin moaned out before finally answering.
"Fuck me, Mi-cool," He told me through a moan stretched voice. I started palming him slowly, earning another moan from him.
"Say it correctly," I tortured, kissing his neck again.
"Fuck me, Michael," Gavin moaned out again. I stopped palming and kissing him.
"Louder," I whispered in his ear.
"Fuck me, Michael! Please!" He nearly screamed out. I laughed at his pathetic state and began palming him again.
"Unbuckle my belt," I told him, in between kisses.
Gavin shakily moved his hands to my belt and slowly unbuckled it. I couldn't help but let out a little laugh at how shaken he was already.
When he finally unbuckled it, I stopped palming him and jumped off him, slowly letting my pants slide down my legs. Gavin watched this of course, moaning out.
I watched as his free hand traveled closer to his crotch and I instantly swatted it away, smirking again.
"No touching yourself," I told him, smirking devilishly at him. Gavin threw his head back again and groaned.
I quickly shut him up by placing my mouth on his. I shoved my tongue in his mouth, searching the moist, sweet cavern. My hand lingered back down to Gavin's crotch and I started palming him again, faster then before.
Gavin moaned into my mouth, sending vibrations through both of our mouths. This made me shiver with pleasure and I felt myself get harder at that. I stopped palming Gavin and I unattached our mouths.
I quickly slid Gavin's boxers off his waist, releasing his hard member. Gavin gasped as the cold air hit his member and I licked my lips as I stared at it for a moment.
Finally, I pried my eyes away and wrapped my hand around his member. Gavin gasped again and threw his head back once more. I began pumping it slowly, starting fast and stopping abruptly. Gavin began moaning again, loudly, and he clutched the blankets on our bed tightly as pleasure overwhelmed him.
While he was in this state, I slipped my own boxers off and ordered Gavin to bend his legs. He did, seemingly oblivious to what I was about to do.
I lined up with his entrance and quickly thrusted fully in.
Gavin screamed out. He obviously wasn't expecting that and I couldn't imagine the pain that probably caused him but he asked for rough and rough involved a little bit of pain.
Gavin was panting as he tried to prepare himself but I wouldn't allow that as I quickly pulled out and slammed back into him. Gavin cried out again, clenching his teeth together.
I repeated the action and Gavin slowly adjusted to it. I timed my thrusts with my pumps on Gavin's member and he was soon a moaning mess beneath me. As I came close to my climax, I looked down at Gavin, knowing he was probably just as close as was.
"Don't come until I tell you to," I told him. Gavin let out a loud moan in response.
I held onto my own orgasm until it was actually beginning to become painful. Gavin was in the same state of ecstasy as me and I figured I tortured him enough for one sex session.
"Okay, you can come," I told him.
Gavin immediately released after those words. He let out a tiny, squeaky, pathetic moan that made my heart beat a little faster. I let myself climax a couple seconds after him and I took a deep breath as I rode out the orgasm.
I pulled out and flopped next to Gavin, panting heavily. I searched for Gavin's free hand and grabbed it, holding it tightly. I saw Gavin smile a little and he squeezed my hand back.
"So... Did that satisfy your little fantasies?" I asked, teasing him a bit.
"I knew I couldn't trust Barbara with something like that," Gavin said. He turned onto his side as best he could with the handcuff still attached to his wrist.
"But... It did. It defiantly satisfied them. I don't think I'm gonna need any sexual treatment for the next three months," Gavin told me. I smirked and kissed his bruised neck gently and I heard him moan a little bit again.
"Or... The next three hours. Maybe."
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So, as I promised, this one shot was a little different. Please let me know how I did and if you'd like more one shots like this. I'd be more than happy to comply to your wishes.
Thank you so much from reading!