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Gabriel - 3 (MF, rom, mc)
By Jesse Draven (JesseDraven@aol.com)
*** Chapter Three
Matchmaker? Telekinesis? Mind-Control? Gabriel was
spinning around those three concepts, as he lay fully
clothed, save for being barefoot in his bed. He didn't
know whether to be pissed off, annoyed or flat out
ecstatic. In truth, he felt all three.
Gabriel had left Rachel and Holly down in the kitchen,
telling them that he had to be alone so he could think
for a while. He had also tried to get more information
about SOMA out of her, but she was dead set and
determined not to tell him any more about them until she
got the OK from her mother or SOMA itself.
The fifteen-year-old was also trying to come to terms
with everything that had happened to him over the last to
days. Two say that the last two days didn't fit into what
he considered his 'normal' life, would be putting it very
mildly. The last to days had sent Gabriel's mind into a
proverbial hurricane. He just wasn't used to it when he
found out most of the things that should have been
fiction, turned out in reality to be face. I mean,
Telekinesis? Mind-Control? He thought, bemused.
And then there were the other things that had sent his
quintessentially impassive front into an uproar. One of
those things was his new acquisition of a new girlfriend
and lover. Gabriel wasn't new to love, but he was new to
the girlfriend-boyfriend kind of love. And he knew for a
fact that was what his feelings for Rachel were. He had
no clue WHY, but he knew he was in love.
The only other person that he had become even mildly
comfortable with (save John) lived about two hours away.
Her name was Erica Williams. Their friendship was still a
little strange to him. Strange, because he had almost
took an instant liking to her. And Gabriel rarely did
that. The other strange thing was, difference wise, they
were like night and day. Add to that, she was two years
younger than he was.
When they met, he had just turned fourteen and she was
twelve. They had met at school, and wouldn't have met at
all if it wasn't for Erica's big mouth in the lunchroom.
The reason being, that Gabriel tried his hardest to blend
in and go unnoticed when he was in school. The first
words he remembered ever coming out of Erica's mouth when
he noticed her were: "I can't help it if you're I.Q. is
still your shoe size! Pick up a book, it might help.
Though, without osmosis, I think you'll be shit outta
luck."
Gabriel didn't know why the little fiery redhead took it
upon herself to tell the school bully this. A school
bully that out weighed her by about a hundred plus
pounds. He found out later though, and he couldn't blame
her.
Who he could blame was the bully. After she said that,
Gabriel guessed that the bully decided it was really ok
to beat on girls just as well as boys. One right hook
later Erica was laying on her back, busted lip and all.
Crying up a storm.
Gabriel got expelled forever from that school on that
day.
It was one of those days that Gabriel acted without
thinking. He didn't remember the books he was carrying
just fall helplessly to the floor. He didn't even
remember crossing the lunchroom. What he did remember was
tearing into that bully with every fiber of his being. He
heard later that the bully stayed in intensive care for
well over six months. It took three students and two
teachers to pull him off the boy. Gabriel had every
intention of beating him to death.
The next day, Erica showed up with a fat lip on his
foster-parents doorstep. "Hiya." was all she said, before
she walked in like she owned the place. She also did most
of the talking, since Gabriel didn't talk much. But she
didn't seem to mind.
Ever since that day, they had been best friends. Gabriel
gave a smile at the memory. I wish she were here now; I
could use a little advice. He thought. Then looked at the
clock. He had been in his new room now for almost three
hours, doing nothing but thinking. All that thinking and
he was still as confused as he was before he came in.
And he was a little worried about what Dawna was going to
do to him for destroying a three thousand dollar window,
accident or no. "I guess there's one way to find out."
Gabriel said to the ceiling in a subdued voice. Since he
wasn't mad anymore he was getting more and more worried
about how he had acted earlier.
Just as Gabriel got out of the bed, put on his shoes, and
stood up straight, there was a gentle knock on his door.
"Yeah," He called out, but not too loudly.
The door opened slowly and Dawna walked in slowly. Her
face was drawn with worry. "You're not going to ask John
if he'll move you, are you." Her tone was blunt, but
anyone with eyes could see that the woman was worried.
Dawna watched as Gabriel shook his head in a negative
manner and let out an explosive breath that even she
didn't know she was holding.
"I guess you have a lot of questions, huh?" Dawna
continued as she walked over to where Gabriel was
standing.
"Are you mad at me?" Gabriel asked as Dawna stopped
beside him.
Dawna gave him a bemused look. Out of all the questions
she was expecting, that was not one of them. She let out
a bark of laughter after she figured out what he was
talking about. "Good lord, child. No, it was only a
window. I'm just glad no one got hurt." She noticed that
Gabriel's usual impassive face had a guilty look to it.
"I really didn't mean to do it."
Dawna put one of her slender arms around Gabriel's
shoulders. "I know you didn't, Gabriel. Even Rachel knows
you didn't. So lets just forget about it," She stated in
soft and soothing tones. Then she gave him a knowing
look. "I'll bet that you have a lot more questions than
'Are you mad at me'." Her eyes looked like they took on a
little twinkle.
"That'd be a pretty safe bet." He replied with a hint of
amusement in his voice. He couldn't help but feel a
little comforted with Dawna's arm around his shoulders.
"Well, I tell you what, Kiddo, you come down stairs and
have dinner with us lonely girls and I'll give you as
many answers as I can. But you have to wait until after
dinner." She stated as she took her arm away from his
shoulders.
Gabriel rolled that idea around his head for only a
second before figuring that it was more than a fair deal.
"Lead the way." This was stated with a small grin.
******
"Do you still think he's mad at me?" Rachel asked as she
took a seat at the dinner table. Dawna had just left to
go talk to Gabriel about ten seconds earlier.
Holly gave her friend a sweet, if not understanding look.
It was still a little unnerving to see her friend so
nervous. Usually the blonde girl had such control of her
emotions that she might as well have had them locked
behind a steal door.
But when she told Gabriel that Dawna was playing
"Matchmaker" and he gave her a completely blank look...
well, it was a completely blank look to anyone that
wasn't paying complete attention to the boy. But the
tell-tell signs like the mild tick under his eye and the
intense clenching of his jaws informed both girls that he
was pissed, but holding it in, because he promised. Holly
noticed that it almost made Rachel cry when Gabriel told
her that he had some thinking to do and turned his back
on both of them, going to his room.
"He's probably over being mad by now, Rach- but I would
imagine that he's probably still annoyed. But you have to
admit, he does have the right." Holly told her friend in
her usual blunt, yet gentle way.
Rachel placed her elbows on the table and rested her
forehead in her palms, letting out an explosive sigh. "I
knew nothing good would come from keeping this shit from
him," Then she sat back in her chair, and muttered
something that sounded suspiciously like "Fuckin'
protocol".
"You better be glad your Mom ain't in here, girly." Holly
replied, a low chuckle following.
That made Rachel smile a little, just a little. Then she
took on a more somber expression. "What I'm I gonna do if
Mom decides not to lay it all on the line for him? Cause
you know he'll be looking to me for the answers. And I
can't tell him because it the stupid, fucked-up, goddamn-
"
"Rachel!" Holly exclaimed. She had never heard her friend
use so many curse words in one sentence in all the years
she had known her. Not that she disapproved, but it was
shocking, none-the-less. She must be more stressed than
even I thought... guess that's what love gets ya. She
thought wry. "Calm down. I think everything will work out
fine. Besides. I think your Mom will give him enough
answers to pacify his curiosity and when the time comes,
he'll know the rest. Plus, I think most of his attention
will be focused on you and his training," Holly then gave
her friend a wicked leer. "Probably mostly on YOU
though!"
That comment made Rachel blush a beautiful shade of red.
So, she reacted like she always did when her friend made
her embarrassed or uncomfortable. She reached out and
slugged Holly hard in the shoulder. Hard enough for Holly
to fall out of her chair with a resounding THUMP! But it
was apparently not hard enough to make Holly not bellow
out with laughter instead of pain. Holly laughed long and
loud.
She became quiet when she heard Dawna's stern, if not a
little amused voice. "Children, I will not have these
kind of antics at my dinner table. And, oh my, aren't you
a lovely shade of red, Rachel."
Rachel was sitting quite still at the dinner table. It
wasn't because she was embarrassed any longer. To put it
simply, all Chosen can sense another Chosen when they are
close enough. And since Gabriel tapped into his power,
and broken his proverbial cherry, his presence was very
strong indeed. So, she didn't hold her head in
embarrassment, but in shame for keeping secrets from the
boy she loved. Loved. She was quite certain that was the
right word, though she couldn't understand how she could
feel so very strongly for a person that she had virtually
just met.
Holly cleared her throat a bit (trying to keep in another
giggle) and took her seat back at the table. "Sorry, Ms.
Wilson." She said as she looked up to see Dawna with her
arms crossed over her chest and Gabriel standing slightly
to the side of her and a little behind her. He was
wearing ...Yes, he was wearing a rather amused smile.
Then Rachel watched as his intense Spanish-brown eyes set
on Rachel. Holly watched with a sense of satisfaction
when the amusement turned to concern in the blink of an
eye. I'm glad he loves her as much as she loves him. She
thought with a slight nod. Of course, she could see the
cause of his concern. Rachel was sitting at the table,
head bowed, looking for all the world like a whipped
puppy.
Gabriel moved without thinking, his steps as graceful as
always, and sat down right beside Rachel. But Rachel
still wouldn't look at him. C'mon, Gabe, think of
something. He berated himself. Then he thought of
something, but hoped Dawna wouldn't disapprove.
I'm pathetic. Rachel thought. She thought this because
she wasn't even able to look the boy she loved in the
eye. But then she felt his soft, but strong hand slip
into hers. She watched her hand as it was lifted softly
to Gabriel's lips, her knuckles being kissed in the most
gentle manner. Rachel then chanced a look at his face. He
had a half-cocked smile on and one of his twinkling eyes
gave her a playful wink.
That was all it took. Rachel pulled her hand free,
reached out with her arms, and enveloped Gabriel in an
almost bone crushing hug. "I'm sorry." She whispered into
his ear.
"Forget about it, Rach." He said back.
"Ya know, if I had a mush-o-meter I think this moment
would be off the scale." Holly deadpanned. But then broke
into a huge grin. That was sooooo cute! She thought
warmly.
Holly looked at her daughter and Gabriel fondly. <'Well
done, Gabriel.'> She sent telepathically.
Gabriel just gave her a nod, but couldn't keep the (what
he was pretty sure was goofy) grin off his face. While
looking at the now happy version of Rachel, he thought: I
might have actually done something right.
"Well," Dawna started, slapping her hands together. "Now
that that's over with, I think I'll prepare dinner."
*****
A half hour after dinner, Gabriel sat alone on the huge
sectional sofa. His eyes were riveted on the orangish-red
flames of the propane fireplace. Deep thought was
something that Gabriel was used to. As were many people
that do not talk that much, preferring to hide in the
background and watch as the world plays out like a movie.
Sometimes it would be a horror movie, or it could be a
low budget B Movie.
At the moment, Gabriel felt like he was trapped in a Sci-
Fi Movie. He was still holding his overall opinion of it
until he got his answers. "Hurry up and wait." He
muttered to himself as he watched the flames flicker.
'The Girls', as Dawna put it, told him to wait in the den
because they had some things to discuss. Gabriel got the
distinct impression that they were in their arguing over
how much they should tell him. Gabriel had prepared
himself for as much. He pretty much knew that Rachel
wanted to tell him more than her mother did.
What the 'The Girls' didn't know was that Gabriel had
came to a decision of his own. He decided that he would
go with the flow with whatever they told him and would be
patient about learning the rest. Gabriel found out long
ago that the old saying of 'Good things come to those
that wait' was mostly true. But he also found out that,
sometimes, just sometimes, if you don't cease the moment,
it may be gone forever.
He hoped that this case would be the former and not the
latter.
Gabriel's head looked up towards the den's entrance as he
finally heard footsteps headed his way. And in walked the
three ladies of his life. Judging by the scowl on his
Love's face, he made the educated guess that Dawna had
won the discussion. He began a silent mantra in his head
as he watched the three ladies take a seat. I will be
patient, I will be patient, I will be patient...
It was Dawna who spoke up first, trying her best to sound
cheerful. But if she had known Gabriel for more than two
days, she would have known that wasn't a very good
tactic. "Well, Gabriel, it seemed that everything that I
was prepared to tell you tonight, by daughter already
did." It was odd to Gabriel how the woman could sound
cheerful and look annoyed at the same time, but Dawna
seemed to pull it off with flying colors.
Gabriel turned to Rachel as she began to speak. He was
very glad she wasn't trying to blatantly add fake
cheerfulness like her mother did. "Look, Gabe, I'll lay
it on the line for you. If we tell you too much before it
is time ...Well, let's just say that SOMA will be less
than happy. And it definitely is NOT good when SOMA is
not happy."
Gabriel gave his lover a cross between a frown and a
scowl before he spoke. And when he did, it was almost a
growl. Rachel actually flinched at it. "They'd try to
hurt you???" Nobody but nobody was going to hurt HIS
Rachel. It might have been little chauvinistic to think
that way, but that was what his true feelings basically
boiled down to.
Dawna gave a small wince, before she started again. "No,
'hurt' is not exactly the word that I would use, Gabriel.
But they could certainly make life difficult for us."
Dawna heard Holly give a soft snort and say something
that suspiciously sounded like: That's the understatement
of the year. She decided to ignore it. She didn't want to
get into just how powerful SOMA was on this particular
night.
"But enough of this. Let us move on to more important
matters," Dawna started again, giving Gabriel a very
direct look. "Your skills as a Chosen must be at an
appropriate level before you are to meet with SOMA. And
since Rachel is your chosen Mate, your training lies in
her hands." When she finished, she gave a look of silent
look, as if handing the part of this conversation
completely over to her.
In truth, when it came to Gabriel's training, Dawna had
no say so what so ever as to how Rachel handled it. It
was the law of SOMA that the senior Chosen handle the
training of his or her Mate, if his or her mate is
ignorant of their Gifts. They made the law because it was
believed that it would draw the two Chosen closer
together. And a happy Chosen was more effective for...
she REALLY didn't have any interest in thinking of THAT
tonight.
Gabriel had a spinning with so many questions that he was
almost dizzy. But he was determined that he would remain
quite until they asked. Thankfully, Rachel seemed to
sense this and asked: "Do you have any question, Honey?"
The endearment made Gabriel feel warm in the pit of his
stomach.
But that didn't stop him from asking. "Why do you need a
Mate so bad?" He asked this fairly bluntly. But he
figured a little bluntness was a called for, so he didn't
feel a lick of guilt. "Don't get me wrong though, I'm not
complaining." The whole time he spoke, his face was
completely impassive.
Shit. He just HAD to ask THAT question. Rachel thought,
sighing inwardly. She looked to her Mom with a helpless
look, but all she got in return was a shrug that said:
It's your call. I'm just watching. Then she rolled her
eyes at Dawna and received a disapproving scowl in
return. "Before I tell you, will you promise to keep an
open mind?" She asked, turning her attention back on her
Mate.
Gabriel gave her a brief affirmative nod in return. This
was one of the big questions in his mind. That and what
the hell SOMA was all about. All he really knew about it
was that it meant School Of Mental Acuity. But he really
didn't think that he could get any more on that score,
tonight anyway.
"Ok," Rachel went on. "You have to understand something
first. There are only, and I'm talking at the most here,
a dozen Chosen in the world. So, basically, what I am
trying to say is, I'm trying to say- to put it bluntly,
our kind is dying out. For some reason, unknown to
anyone, Chosen's are only allowed to have one child in
their life... and as you can imag-"
"Would you please get to the point, Rach?" Guess that
mantra didn't work as well as you thought, huh Gabe?" He
thought to himself with wry humor.
"Guess I was skating around it, huh?" Gabriel gave her a
nod. "Well, I need an heir. And only two Chosen can make
another Chosen." She then stated, schooling her features
in complete blankness, for fear of Gabriel's reaction.
I couldn't have heard that right. "You want me to knock
you up?" He winced at his bluntness.
"Basically,"
Oh God. Baby??? She wants to have my baby? His mind then
began to systematically shut down out of shock. Or at
least it felt that way. All he could think of was the
word 'Baby'.
<'You think he had a stroke?'> Holly sent to Rachel
jokingly, looking at how out of it Gabriel seemed to be.
She vaguely noticed that Rachel just sent her a dirty
look.
I can handle this... besides, the way they're looking at
me; I think they expect me to blow up at the notion. And
if the kid is as cute as it's momma, it'll do the world
some good. He thought with an inward chuckle. Then he
smirked at 'The Girls'. "No prob'" He stated.
"'No Prob'?" Mother and daughter asked in perfect unison
and with the same amount of shock. Both thought that it
would take some convincing. But Gabriel just gave him
another shrug.
"Yeah, 'No Prob' and I don't want to talk about it
anymore. What I do want to talk about is my training and
what role a Protector plays in it." Giving Dawna a
reassuring look, he added: "And I promise I won't
pressure you for more answers until you are ready." Dawna
could only nod mutely. God, do I LOVE surprising them!
Holly cleared her throat since and began to speak since
it looked like her best friend was still stunned by
Gabriel's response. Although, I *really* wished Rach
would have gone over this with him. "Well, me, being your
Protector, will have to protect you."
"That much is obvious," Gabriel said, narrowing his eyes.
"What's the catch?"
Holly winced a little and worried even more. She really
didn't want to be rejected, again. "I'll have to hang
around with you all the time. Like when you go to the
store, or to the movies. But also have to watch you when
you," Holly mumbled the rest out.
"What was that?"
"I'll have to be in the same room with you when you sleep
so I can watch you better." She said it all real fast
like she was afraid of his reaction.
Gabriel took on a look of contemplation. "If what Rachel
said is true, then why would I need a Protector?"
Dawna spoke up before Rachel or Holly could. "That's one
of the things we can't tell you."
Of course, silly me, wondering why I needed someone to
watch me when I sleep. He thought sarcastically. Is it up
to me whether I or not I have a Protector?" He asked
Dawna.
"Yes."
Gabriel then turned to Holly with the full intention of
telling the girl she could take her Protector job and...
and dammit. The girl's eyes were misted over. He was
pretty sure that she could have known by the blunt way
that he asked Dawna if it was his choice or not what he
was going to say. Now she looked like someone sucker
punched her in the gut.
Gabriel gave a defeated sigh. "Then I choose to have
one." He said, feeling like he should get on the next bus
and have SUCKER tattooed on his forehead. But then he was
jerked out of his contemplation of body art when Holly
let out a shriek and gave him a hug so tight that it cut
off his air supply.
Holly released him and took a step back. "You won't
regret it, Gabriel. I promise." Blushing a little because
she had just squealed like one of those perky people she
hated so much.
Rachel, Gabriel guessed, decided that she needed human
contact at that moment. Because she got up from her spot
on the sectional and sat, very promptly in his lap.
"You're really ok with this, aren't you?" She asked with
a touch of wonder, looking him directly in the eyes.
Gabriel didn't have really much of a chance to deny her
anything while she was in such close proximity. Those
soft sea-green eyes could melt steel, let alone any
doubts he had. But then again, he already trusted the
blonde on his lap explicitly. He didn't know why and, at
the moment, he didn't really care. "Yeah, Darlin', I
think I am."
Rachel proceeded to look extremely pleased at the
endearment. Then she looked over at her Mom, and her
features were set and stern as she spoke to Gabriel but
kept her eyes on her Mother. "Well, since you have to be
the cutest student I've *ever* seen, I think we will
start with the fun stuff first. Mind control." Again her
face dared her mother to contradict her.
Dawna just gave a defeated sigh and stood up. "I think I
will leave you children to do what you will. I have some
work I need to catch up on in my office." She said and
started out of the room.
Gabriel watched he Dawna walked out of the room with his
brows scrunched. He didn't miss the battle of wills that
went on between mother and daughter, but that was not
what he was thinking of. "Mind control, huh?"
"Yep." She replied.
"Even if, and I do mean 'IF', it is real- who do I
supposed to practice on?" Gabriel asked, thinking they
would have to go to town to practice. But he still
doubted that he could control anyone's mind. But if he
did have that skill, it sure as hell would have saved him
a lot of pain in the past.
As Gabriel looked into his beloved's eyes, he was a
little taken aback by the wicked gleam that appeared
there. "Well, Gabe, I don't think Mom'll let us practice
on her, so..." And that wicked/playful gaze was turned on
Holly.
Holly shot up off the sectional like she had been goosed.
"No way, Rach!"
"Awww, c'mon Holly. You didn't used to mind when *I*
practiced on you." She stated and Gabriel was a little
stunned to see an almost leer on her face.
I CANNOT BELIEVE SHE BROUGHT THAT UP! Holly's mind
screamed, while her traitorous face blushed deep scarlet.
"T-T-That's different and you know it! You know I don't
like people playing with my head." She stated, quite
indigently.
"He won't play with you're thoughts, I promise." Rachel
replied solemnly, like it mattered, which it did to
Holly. "He's only gonna brush your emotions. And
considering the particular emotion he is going to
'brush', I don't think you'll mind."
Gabriel had no idea what his girlfriend was talking
about, but he was starting to get one. And he was more
than a little surprised to see Holly thinking about it.
He for one wouldn't want anyone fucking with his head in
ANY way.
"You guys won't rewire me?" Holly asked, chewing on her
lower lip as she contemplated the situation. Gabriel
thought she looked as cute as hell when she did that. It
took away from the badass persona she seemed to radiate
when she was around people.
"I promise," Rachel replied. "So, what'll it be? C'mon
Holly, I don't wanna go back to town and you would be
*perfect* for Gabriel's first, since he knows you... A
little anyway."
Gabriel was starting to get a little annoyed that he
didn't have any say in the matter, but he kept his mouth
shut. He really didn't know what all Rachel would have
him doing, and he was willing to bow to her expertise
because he really did trust her. He just hoped that if it
was really real, that she wouldn't have him do anything
where he could accidentally hurt someone.
"All right. I'm game. When do we start?"
Rachel thought a moment. "I don't think Mom would
appreciate us doing it down here." This said with very
rueful insight. She knew she was right. She knew this for
the simple fact that she had brought home a Normal and
decided to "play" with him in the den. Dawna was pissed.
Not because of the fact that she used her powers that way
(Most Chosen's did), no, it was because she did not find
a private place to do it. "Let's go to Gabriel's room.
Since my room is a bit... Drafty."
Gabriel looked utterly sheepish at her comment. But he
also looked a bit nervous. Nervous because of the amount
of power that Rachel said he possessed. He wasn't really
sure that he was secure enough with himself, considering
what happened last time...
"Gabriel, if you don't think that you're ready, or up to
this, we can do it another time."
Gabriel, being Gabriel, took that statement to be a
challenge, even though it wasn't. "I can hack anything
you can put out, blondie." He stated boldly, only to
receive a devilish smile from Rachel. Why can't I be
quiet around her like I am normally with other people? He
thought dimly.
****************************
Gabriel sat calmly at his computer desk while he watched
Rachel and Holly sit on the edge of his bed silently
staring at each other, no doubt having a telepathic
conversation. He took the time to silently look them over
while neither was watching. Because, in his opinion, they
were two of the most beautiful creatures that he had ever
ran across.
Holly's midnight black hair had a silky look about it
that, Gabriel imagined, made many boys (and some girls)
want to run their fingers through it. The soft looking
hair fell past her almost bare shoulders, to about the
middle of her back. They were bare because she had put up
the leather jacket when they arrived back at the mansion.
And the tight jeans and black boots just made her look
all the sexier to Gabriel.
But he had to admit that Rachel looked just as sexy in
her t-shirt and blue jeans. If he was forced to say who
was the prettiest, he had to choose Rachel. But then
again, I'm about as bias as hell. Being head over heals
for someone does that... I guess. He thought. Gabriel was
already accustomed to admitting his feelings for the
beautiful Rachel, and was fine about it. If someone were
to asked him if a person could feel like this for someone
a few days ago, he would have asked them if they were
crazy. But now...
Gabriel's thought patterns began to switch at that
moment, to a subject that made him *much* more nervous.
What is Rach going to make me do to Holly? That is if I
can even do anything. His thoughts added. He really liked
Holly for some cause, and he hadn't known her that long,
so it confused the hell out of him. He REALLY didn't want
to hurt the girl.
Gabriel could lie to other people, but only sometimes and
never over anything important. But there was one
immutable fact about his mind that Gabriel was rather
proud of: He could never lie to himself. And he admitted
to himself freely, he was more than a little scared about
what he could do. It wasn't a hunch. It wasn't a guess.
It was a stone cold fact.
But there was another part of him, a primal part that was
rubbing its hands together in what could only be
anticipation. The ability to control minds, if that was
true? The ability to be stronger than any normal full-
grown man? Oh yes, that primal part wanted that. The
primal part was the same part of his mind that made him
work hours a day on Martial Arts.
It was that primal part that made him watch his back, and
took care of him in rough situations. And that primal
part *wanted* the power that came with these gifts. It
wanted the new edge it would give him for the self-
preservation it was certain he needed.
The world was lucky that Gabriel kept that primal part in
the back of his mind, releasing it only when needed.
Lucky indeed. Since Gabriel had arrived at the mansion,
that part of him quieted down more, and Gabriel began to
trust more. He wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a
bad thing. But as he looked at the two girls on the bed
(especially Rachel) he knew for a fact that it felt good.
Hell, it feels great. Gabriel thought with a ghost of a
smile.
Just as Gabriel focused on the girls again, Rachel seemed
to have finished her conversation with Holly and turned
her attention to him. "Sorry, Sweety, but me and Holly
had to have a little 'girl talk' before we began." All
the while she was speaking she was moving closer to
Gabriel, until finally she was on his lap, like she was
in the den. Only this time she planted a lushes and
lingering kiss on his lips. "Forgive me?"
"If you keep that up, I'll forgive you for every sin
you've committed in the past, present and future." He
said gently, giving her a warm embrace.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Lover-boy," She
replied, giving him another kiss, but only this one was
light and quick. To Gabriel's disappointment, she pulled
back and stood up. "But now it is time to get down to
business."
"Rachel's right. We better do this now, before I lose my
nerve." Holly added, still sitting on the side of the
bed. But she seemed a lot less nervous than she did
before, that fact was revealed by the soft smile that was
on her face. That made Gabriel feel a little better.
Gabriel stood up as well. He looked at Rachel and
thought: I kind of like the take charge Rachel. "Where do
we start?" He asked, while still taking in Rachel's
beauty.
But Rachel just looked over to Holly first, "Ok, Holly,
you know the drill. I want you to lie down on the bed and
get comfortable," She paused, turning to look at Gabriel.
"I want you to sit on the bed by Holly."
Gabriel walked slowly to the bed and sat not six inches
from the lovely brunette. Gabriel looked at Holly, her
hands were folded over her bare belly and legs were
crossed. She looked utterly relaxed. Then he turned his
attention to his girlfriend and would-be teacher. "With
ya so far. What now?"
"All right. I guess I should tell you a little about what
you are going to be doing." That was when Rachel went
into full teacher mode, quoting things from the SOMA
textbook.
"What you will be doing is called Emphatic Manipulation,"
She paused seeing the blank look on Gabriel's face. "You
will be controlling Holly's emotions."
Gabriel gave her a slow, bemused nod.
Rachel let out a slow breath. "Ok, I'm going to walk you
through this. I want you to lay a hand on Holly," She
watched as Gabriel laid his hand on Holly's leg, just
above the knee before continuing. "Now, I want you to
close your eyes and focus. Focus real hard. You should be
able to feel a link between you two."
Gabriel did as he was told and was faintly surprised when
he found out that Rachel was right. He did feel a link.
He could feel Holly's emotions. They were almost tugging
at a part of his mind. But he kept his eyes shut, as he
listened to Holly.
"Now I want you to slowly open your eyes. When you do,
you should be able to see a plethora of colors around
Holly. These are her emotions. C'mon, Gabe, I know you
can do this." Rachel thought to herself.
Gabriel did as he was told and was shock at what he saw.
It was like Holly had an aura made of every color known
to man. They were shifting and changing from light colors
to dark colors constantly. Except for a few that always
stayed the same.
"Do you see the colors?" Rachel asked and watched as
Gabriel nodded and affirmative. She gave a sigh of relief
before continuing. "Ok, I want you to focus on the pink
color and try to make the other colors fade out." This is
the fun part. She thought to herself.
Before Gabriel did as he was told, he chanced a look at
Holly's face. It was flushed and a light she of sweat was
on her forehead, her bottom lip was also trembling in the
slightest way. Even though the girl was wearing jeans,
Gabriel could smell the girl's arousal. The fact that he
could see two hard points helped this conclusion as well.
After processing all this in his head, Gabriel found he
was so turned on he didn't know what to do.
How he maintained concentration and did what he was told,
he didn't have the faintest idea. She knew pink was the
emotion of lust, the minx. Gabriel thought, thinking of
Rachel. But he also focused as hard as he could on the
color and the others started fading away quite easily. As
they faded, he noted that Holly's breathing was becoming
more erratic and she was starting to writhe beneath his
hand. It was almost enough to make him come in his pants.
Which confused him, because he usually had better
control.
"Now, Gabriel slowly started to make the pink color turn
red." Rachel stated. She was breathing a little hard
herself. The whole thing was terribly erotic.
Holly was beside herself with passion. Rachel had done
this to her before, but it was nothing like this. Before
she knew what she was doing she was moaning and squeezing
her breasts through the black tank top. "Ohhhhhhhhh," She
moaned out as a hand slept down to rub her jean-clad
pussy with great pressure.
Rachel was quick to notice the bulge in Gabriel's pants.
<'Why Gabriel,'> she started telepathically. <'Is this
turning you on?'> She asked innocently.
Gabriel on the other hand was beside himself with passion
and had lost his patience.
Rachel was a little surprised when Gabriel almo9st
growled at her. She knew this would happen. Whenever a
chosen messes with emotions, they themselves feel the
emotions that they are messing with. So she knew this
would happen.
Rachel slowly unfastened her jeans and unzipping them.
Then as she sat down art Gabriel's computer desk, she let
out a soft moan as she felt her fingers find her clit.
"Go ahead and take her, Gabriel. I know ya wanna." She
husked out, the passion very clear in her voice.
Gabriel didn't have to be told twice, he was way past the
point of no return. He briefly wondered if he had broken
a world record in getting Holly and himself undressed.
When he pulled Holly's arm away (the arm that was giving
her such pleasure.) Holly moaned in protest, but after
she figured out what he was doing, she quickly lifted her
cute ass off the bed so he could pull her pants off.
"Hurry Gabriel." Was all that was able to come out of her
mouth?
In under a minute they were both undressed and Gabriel
was hovering above Holly's body, his hard cock almost
touching her pussy. He looked her in the eyes and all he
saw there was need. So, without further waiting, Gabriel
slid in smooth and hard.
He only made it about for strokes before Holly went into
orgasmic convulsions.
"ARRRRGGGGHHHH! CUUUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNGGG!" Holly screamed.
Her fingernails dug into his back and her legs had his
waist in an unbreakable vice like grip.
The spasming of the wet, hot and very tight pussy was all
Gabriel could handle. He opened his mouth and gave a
silent scream as his body tensed in orgasm. When it was
all over he made himself fall to the side so he wouldn't
squash Holly.
All that could be heard in the room was heavy breathing
for nearly thirty seconds. He looked to his right and
noticed that Rachel was fingering herself with intense
abandonment. He took on a wicked smile. "Now what do I
do, Teach?" He asked.
The 'Teacher's" answer was quite simple. "Me."
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