Gabriel took off their glasses and placed them on their dis/organized desk, sighing because work was always harder when they had to be dealing with difficult people. Problem solving was never the issue in these important tasks, it was always the nooks and crannies people worked themselves into that Gabriel eventually had to fish the others out of.
A jackhammer sounded off in their brain but Gabriel realized through the sensory overload it was just their phone receiving a text. They reluctantly lifted it up but smiled a bit upon revealing Raven's picture on their screen. That certainly brightened what was an already gloomy day. That smile, the look in her shining eyes, Gabriel could stare at her pictures for hours and never get bored. There was always something new and exciting coming from that fascinating brain of hers. They opened up the text and let out a breath they didn't even realize they were holding. Her message was simple and perfectly timed.
"I'm bringing over something to eat!"
Gabriel's stomach gurgled loudly. The smile on their face spread and they told her to let herself in when she arrived. They think on the rest of their To-Do list, and if they finished their bore of a task now, they'd have some extra time for lunch and that meant more time with Raven. They got back to the task at hand and stayed dedicatedly distracted by their work until a knock sounded on their office door.
The day had been overcast outside, raining as usual, but seeing Raven standing there in their doorway was like getting to see the sunshine break through the clouds. The smile on her face was radiant and Gabriel couldn't stop themselves from reflecting it back. They go to stand but a quick movement from Raven has them pausing. Her arms are raised up in a "wait!" type of gesture and she starts waving her flapping hands to get them to sit back down. Gabriel drops back into their seat with a raised eyebrow.
"Food?" Was all Gabriel could mutter without laughing at Raven as she fidgeted in the doorway. Her hands were suspiciously empty as they fluttered about her waist and the buttons of her ankle length puffer jacket. They absently thought of turning up the heat -- as she was always so damn cold. She stared at Gabriel, maybe through Gabriel, looking a bit like an adorably stunned deer wrapped in a purple marshmallow.
Before Gabriel could ask, again, what exactly Raven was doing, Raven ripped open her winter coat and let it drop. It slunk down her curvy little body and fell around her ankle boots with a floof. Gabriel froze in shock, recovering with a slick pop of their jaw un-dropping. The Pope could've heard a pin drop from the Vatican. They minutely adjusted in their seat, cleared their throat, and fumbled across their desk for their glasses. There was no way they were going to take their eyes off her. Gabriel didn't exactly need the spectacles to know what just happened, but they'd rather have a crystal clear and crisp vision of exactly what they were looking at.
Once the glasses were on their face, though slightly askew, Gabriel started at the black high heels Raven wore on her dainty feet and slowly followed the line of her bare legs all the way up to her shapely hips. Lacy straps dug into the soft flesh there, leading to a scrap of cloth covering the space between her thighs, but it was barely enough to cover the smattering of hair hidden there. Their gaze traveled up her stomach, littered with little scars, to the lace bra she wore that barely hid the shadow of her dark nipples beneath. Gabriel was suddenly overwhelmed with hunger, and couldn't give a single fuck about food. All they wanted to do was get their hands and mouth on her immediately.
It had been a beat or two of silence during their casual perusal. Raven stood there, arms slightly raised and out at her sides as she bared herself to Gabriel and just waited while they rebooted. Once their eyes finally met hers, she felt the impact of that decided stare like a heat lamp, and goosebumps rose up all over her skin. "Well?!" Raven shivers slightly. "You want your food fresh or frozen?" Her voice cracked as she said it.
"Delivery?" Gabriel got to their feet in a slow rise, which she observed with rapt attention. They couldn't help but enjoy the subtle way her body responded to theirs, mirroring their movements and anticipation. They grinned, stalking right over to her, and she tried to initiate their usual game of cat and mouse, but on her heels she just wobbled in a circle and almost broke her ankle trying to flee.
As she fell, presumably to her death, Gabriel pounced before impact, swooping her up into their arms and spinning her back towards the desk where they planted her bare ass on top of all of their paperwork. The errant thought escaped their focus that this paperwork might have to be submitted the next day, but fuck it. Gabriel hummed appreciatively as they sat their ass back down into their seat and looked up at Raven. She still had the same stunned deer look in her eyes as before, until her gaze flickered down to meet theirs. Gabriel grinned. "I could get used to this."
Raven's chest heaved, practically panting as she swiped at the hair that fell in her face after Gabriel's aggressive displacement. Her knees were clamped together as she teetered in the space, pointed toes precariously avoiding their keyboard on the pull out. She's not exactly big but she's not a flatscreen monitor either. Her fingers curled around the edge of the desk near where her ass was perched and she bit her lip when she saw the smile blooming on Gabriel's lips.
"So what'd you bring me?" Gabriel's hands skated up the back of her calves and skimmed down the front of her shins to touch the heels she teetered in on. They bet they'd find her galoshes by the front door, as she probably only put these on once she got inside, because for whatever reason, she could dance on the damn toothpicks, but couldn't drive or barely walk.
She hums, lifting a foot off the desk and planting it delicately against Gabriel's chest, digging in her toe ever so gently, like she stubbed out a lit cherry on their shirt. Her eyes light up in that smug way and Gabriel knows they'll enjoy the answer that comes out of those lips, no matter what. She grinned with her tongue between her teeth and winks. "Mexican."
Gabriel took in the bawdy display with an amused chuff, because it was not like her humor turned them off. Quite the opposite! The two of them could make the stupidest jokes back and forth without missing a beat and it was almost thrilling. That wordplay could be foreplay escaped even Gabriel's wildest imagination at first, but between them, it was. "Ah, my favorite." They winked up at her and appreciated the pretty flush it put on her cheeks.
Taking one of her tiny ankles in their grasp, Gabriel tugged the limb just enough to jostle her as they lifted her foot to their shoulder. Her eyes widen as they remove her high heeled shoes one by one and kiss each of her aching ankles before placing her feet right back on the table where they were. Gabriel's warm fingertips grazed up her shins again and their large hands cupped her knees right before their fingers dug into her flesh. The corner of her mouth hitches in a small smile as they carefully force her knees apart, far enough to accommodate their wide shoulders.
Raven's cunt was on display for Gabriel just as they liked it. The tiny thong she wore was as lost in her flesh as Gabriel intended to be, made of mesh and lace, soaked through already with her desire to the point they were practically clear as glass. They take a deep inhale of her scent, something they want to roll in like cat nip. Gabriel's thick fingers grazed along her inner thighs before they scooped their hands underneath her lush ass and tugged her even closer. She let out an adorable little squeak that had their cock twitching in their pants. Now her perfect little cunt was right at eye level. Gabriel's thumb brushed against the wet fabric covering her pussy as their hand glided up and over her soft stomach. Their fingers twitched once or twice as they bypassed her lace covered breasts and instead firmly sunk in her hair, gripping at the roots near the base of her skull.
Raven smiled and keened, leaning into the touch. Watching her squirm was the most beautiful thing in the world to witness. Gabriel gave their grip on her a little shake and then forced her gaze to redirect down at their own. Her eyes hazed over with want as she stared down at them, pain alighting a frenzy in her system that had her rolling her ass and hips in their direction. Gabriel grinned and nodded. "You should take note of my great appreciation for the meal." They leaned forward and licked a stripe up her slit, over the soaked material of her panties and groaned at the taste. She whined out an incoherent syllable, eyelashes fluttering as her mouth lolled open.
They sat back a little to view their work with a hold still on her hair. She moaned softly into the pain and Gabriel couldn't help but smile at the vision of her, open and wanting, presenting herself as their sustenance. Her want, her need, was all for them, all on obscene display, dripping onto their desk. It filled Gabriel's blood with an unbearable heat, to the point they reached into their desk drawer and pulled out their pocket knife, flicking it open, one handed. The sound was familiar enough to Raven her eyes snapped open and zeroed in on the dark blade between her thighs. Gabriel chuckled darkly with the visions that gaze of hers inspired. They hold her by the hair and cut through the straps of her underwear without another thought, returning the blade before tossing the lacy cast offs over their shoulder without a second thought.
Gabriel kissed their way up her inner thigh, leaving bites along the path they hoped would bruise and remain as a constant reminder of their adoration. Gabriel made sure to hold her gaze and her hair as they take their time with another long slow lick up her dripping slit. Raven hardly blinked as she watched, rapt with attention, a high whine in her throat that builds to a gut wrenching moan when Gabriel finally pressed in and engulfed her slit in their hot mouth, licking and sucking sloppily until her thighs were twitching around their head.
Raven was being so good, even trying to keep her eyes open as she looked down at Gabriel while they feasted on her cunt and shoved their tongue inside her spasming hole, already coming on their tongue for the first time that night. Their free hand gripped her thigh on the outside, and tugged her twitching leg over their shoulder so they could lean in and seek deeper depths. Her wetness engulfed them, to the point drowning almost seemed like a joy. To Gabriel, their craze for her taste must have been akin to a vampire supping on their very first kill after changing. She was an intoxication Gabriel couldn't deny their deeply addicted soul. She was the mana, the promise that kept Gabriel surviving through the parched desert of each day, even if they hadn't known her yet.
"Gabriel!" Raven shouted as an orgasm hits her, shaking out from her core into twitching muscles that had her leg muscles spasming. Her heel dug into Gabriel's back and held them in place as her hips whined in circles against their attentive, smiling mouth. Watching her writhe in rapture was one of Gabriel's most favorite things, so they refused to relent, refused to allow her a single moment of rest, not when they were starving and she tasted good enough to binge. Their attention goes right back to where she needed it to be. When that hungry mouth and tongue met her sopping cunt again, she screamed Gabriel's name a second time, and her hands dove into their hair, fingers curling in the lengths as she pulls them closer still, desperately grinding against the magic their mouth made inside of her. "Fuck!!" She squealed it out with another rush of wetness for their tongue and clenched around their tongue.
