A/N: Ok. Well. This is the most M rated thing i have ever written and i'm really not sure how it turned out, i'm quite insecure about this one so reviews would be great. This is because i think there just arn't enough Troyella M on fanfiction.

Thanks to HX for being my beta :)

Disclaimer: Yeah like Disney would let them have THIS much fun

Game Over

He was going to brand her his. He wanted her, the hard icy blue of his eyes intensifying his gaze as he travelled them along her softly glowing skin. The beads of sweat that just seemed to shimmer and evaporate as she twisted her body around the long metallic pole, her eyes darkening to the colour of bitter chocolate as they filled with a deep arousing passion and lust. The moisture from his mouth vanished as he watched her with wide eyes, his member beginning to stir uncomfortably, as she sunk to the floor, her legs spreading as she run a manicured hand from the tip of her knee up the inside of her thigh, grinning seductively as she winked in his direction.

They had been playing this game for far too long, and as Troy Bolton watched her body move gracefully to the music, he could sense the end of a long drawn out competition. Tonight the game had to end, and as he let his eyes gaze over her curvaceous body; he dreamed of nothing more than feeling her small hand enclose around him, and lost himself in the thought of feeling her soft lustrous skin moving gracefully beneath him, as her wet walls engulfed him, her moans sending him to a place he had been desperate to reach for almost 3 months. Shamefully realising that he was now rock hard, he became thankful for the darkness of the club, and the strangers that surrounded them. His eyes darkening to almost a navy in desire as he replayed the steps that brought them to this moment.

Flashback

He leant into her body, smelling the intoxicating scent of her luminescent midnight coloured hair as he smirked behind her, letting his mouth brush against her earlobe as he whispered huskily into her ear.

"Come on Gabriella, show me that East High's Sweetheart isn't as innocent as we all think."

As Me & You by Cassie began to blast from the speakers, Troy Bolton let his urges take over; as he ran his tongue down from her earlobe and onto her jaw where he growled into her ear, pressing a lingering kiss as he chuckled harshly at her shocked expression.

"Let's end this game Montez"

Her body appeared to stand frozen for a few seconds, before a smile found its way onto her crimson lips, her tongue wetting her lips in anticipation as she spun to face the boy in front of her. His light brown hair hanging into his eyes as he stared her down, a perfect grin coming to his lips as he believed to have her caught like a deer in headlights. His face paled when she suddenly tore her jumper from her body, ripping her shirt in several places to create a short black midriff that showed of the sparkle of her silver belly piercing, and the curve of her ample breasts, her hair draping onto the exposed swell of her cleavage. Her eyes were searching out the club before she delicately strutted to the bar.

"Got any scissors?"

A barman looked at her with confusion, as Troy watched on with wide eyes, a fire tearing through his body as she cut her conservative skirt to a short turquoise mid-thigh lengthed number, placing the scissors back on the counter as she spun to wink in Troy's direction before making her way to the stage.

"Game on Bolton"

End Flashback

The faded notes of Cassie drew Troy from his thoughts. The intense longing that was pumping through his veins, rendering him almost breathless as he watched her body contort into positions, which he could only imagine where she had learnt them from. The last note of the song rang out through the room, Gabriella freezing as her chest stuck out to the audience, making her already sufficient sized breasts look tantalizing, and Troy felt the moisture run back to his mouth as he wet his lips in expectancy. Getting ready to leave the stage, Gabriella heard the beginning rhythm of Mariah Carey's 'Touch My Body,' and a sly smirk found its way onto her lips. Men all around her began to cry out for a second performance and she turned to Troy, a soft smirk accentuating her lips as she sank back onto the pole. A strangled groan leaving Troy's mouth as he realised what she was doing, once again he reached down to desperately seek comfort from the pressure of his engorged member, all remnants of the game, and how innocent she really was, fleeing from his mind as only one single thought continued to race through his brain at lightning speed. He had to have her, and he had to have her now.

The opening chords began and as Gabriella began to move to the beat she looked over to where Troy was sitting, eyes widening as she realised he was hurrying towards the stage, the intensity of his gaze burning her as he hurried onto the stage, dragging her behind the curtain of the club, blissfully ignoring the protests of the men on the floor, all enjoying the entertainment immensely. The back of the club was like a maze, girls crawling all over the halls as they practiced dance moves, and flashed bright smiles to the owners son; none daring to question why he was dragging a petite women through the throng of dancers and shoving her roughly into a dressing room, slamming the door closed with a force.

He spun to face her, his breathing ragged as he stared at her in a hazy desire. Her eyes danced with a playful smirk as she noticed the want that was pressed up against her thigh as he stared at her with such a raw passion that she almost felt scorched by the pressure.

"I'd say its game over Bolton"

The words had barely had time to leave her mouth before he crushed his lips to hers with a bruising force, his tongue instantly forcing access to her mouth; capturing her as he slammed his hands onto either side of her head, pressing his desire against her as he probed access to all the deep crevices of her mouth. Her mind was spinning as she let him attack her tongue with his, all thoughts of her dignity, romance, and making that first time special swiftly leaving her head. All she knew was that she needed to feel a pleasure more intense than any she had felt before. She needed Troy Bolton.

His hands leapt from their previous position as she began sucking his bottom lip between her teeth, eliciting a deep guttural moan from his throat as he took her mouth savagely in his, wrapping his arms around her waist as he lifted her, her legs entwining around his waist as they stumbled blindly to the long dressing room table; Troy throwing the items from the table onto the floor, before throwing Gabriella onto the table in a raw animal passion. The heat in the room rising several degrees, as Gabriella desperately tried to force air into her lungs, her moans becoming breathy as he sucked harshly on the flesh of her neck, his hands running over her body in want, stroking the softness of her thighs. Gabriella was stuck in a passionate mist, her nails clawing his back as they ran underneath his shirt, stroking the hardness of his shoulder blades as he grunted in satisfaction. Her hands slipped back to the front of his shirt as she ripped it from his body, the sound of buttons tearing from the fabric as she carelessly flung it to the side. His breathing became deep as he pulled the midriff from her body, eyes becoming irreversibly wide as he gazed at her bra.

"Jesus. Fucking hell Gabriella"

He stopped all his ministrations as he stared in bewildered excitement at her undergarment. Her bra was black, with embroidered flowers, but that wasn't what surprised him most, it was the fact that Gabriella Montez was wearing a demi-cup.

"Looks like you found East High's sweethearts naughty side didn't you Bolton?"

If her dancing had made it hard to breath, the words that left her lips had almost sent him into a coma. There was a second of silence between the two, as they breathed heavily, each forcing oxygen into their lungs as Troy gazed at the top half of her body, the strain between his thighs becoming unbearable. Suddenly Troy smirked, pushing his head into the v of her cleavage, sucking roughly on the skin, desperate to leave his mark on her as her whimpers of pleasure spurred him on. A loud moan emitted from the back of her throat, as Troy lips raced over the largely exposed area of her breasts, his hands reaching down to the waistband of her skirt, grinning as one hand gently slipped under the barrier, grazing along the front of her panties eliciting a stifled moan from her lips. His hand pulled away as he shimmed her skirt down her legs, unsurprised to find a matching black thong covering her body; but certainly surprised to see the material of the undergarment was almost completely see through, and Troy Bolton now knew. East High's sweetheart was completely clean shaven.

"Fuck"

"Driving you crazy Wildcat?"

There was no answer to that question, just the sound of flesh on flesh as Troy moulded his body into hers, once again taking her mouth prisoner in his, plunging his tongue into her, the feeling hot and wet, as he let his hands reach up to unclasp her bra, throwing it to the floor as he took her breast into his mouth. One hand began to frantically caress her nipple, as he sucked the other into a hardened nub, desperately needing some relief between his aching thighs as he felt his sex strain ridiculously onto the seam of his boxers.

"You're wearing way too many clothes Bolton"

Troy wanted to scream with joy as Gabriella's small hands finally made their way down to his jeans, her palm gently brushing the bulge which dug firmly into the junction between her thighs. A small giggle left her lips as Troy felt himself harden more, if it was even possible, as her hands flung his belt across the room, crashing into a mirror, shards showering the small rooms floor as her hands slipped under the prison of his plaid boxers.

"Shit"

His voice was low and husky as he looked over Gabriella, her hair fanned out behind her as she curled her lips into a seductive smirk grinning at him as she began to push his jeans and boxers down his legs. Before he knew it his world was tilted, and her small hands were pushing him into the cool of the desk, her nails scraping across his toned abs as she licked and sucked her way down his chest, stopping to run her finger along the trail of hair that led down to his penis. His head hit the cool desk with a thump as the moist, warm feeling of Gabriella's tongue shook his senses. Her mouth slowly enclosed over his shaft as she loosened her cheeks to accommodate him. Nibbling and sucking bringing Troy into a crazy passionate high.

He couldn't take it anymore, as soon as Gabriella pulled back for breath, he threw her underneath him; ripping her panties from her body as he cupped her mound, running his fingers along her slick slit with an undeniable need pulsating violently through him. A cry of desire rang from Gabriella's lips as she felt Troy finger her wet warmth, his fingers curling upwards as he plunged them deeper into her body, kissing her expertly as he growled into her neck nibbling at the already deep purple bruise that seemed to pulsate violently, his lips now ghosting across her jaw. He withdrew from her, smirking as he gently licked her juices from his fingers, leaning into her, his breath tingling across her lips.

"I'm going to make you scream Montez"

Her legs spread wide and suddenly the warm and fuzzy feeling that had surged through her was replaced with a sensation of pain as she felt a ripping; Troy spearing her brutally with his member. She was a virgin. Somewhere between the game, and the rough sensual foreplay in the dressing room, he had forgotten. He had forgotten that she was innocent, she was pure, and he was ruining her, and sinning had never felt so good to him as it did at that moment. He pulled out of her in a hurry, confused by the wave of guilt and sadness that washed over him as he took in the scrunched up look on her face, her nose crinkled in agony as she failed to hide her tears.

"Shit. I'll go slow Ella, I promise"

He barely noticed the nickname or the sudden softness that appeared on his face and her own as he brushed his lips against hers, rubbing his hardness against her slit, and waiting until he felt she was sufficiently moistened. He slowly began to ease into her, his kisses still hungry as he raced along her body, the feel of her wet clasp surrounding him scorching his naked flesh and pushing him closer to that point of ecstasy within seconds of being inside her.

"Fuck, I'm, not gunna last long."

He waited until he was almost fully seated in her, her long legs wrapping around his waist, drawing him closer as he slipped even further into her heat. He watched her carefully as he slowly began to move himself in and out of her body, soft cries of pain leaving her lips as he dusted kisses along her shoulder, burying his face in the curve of his neck as a tender sweetness covered them. The urgency that had dominated them ebbing away into a gentle intimacy that neither knew existed between them. Their actions remained soft and slow, each peppering gentle kisses over the other as Gabriella's pain slowly materialised away into pleasure, the sensations sending her into a desperate craving for the rough, egotistical Bolton she had been playing this game with for 3 months. The Troy Bolton she knew. The Troy Bolton she needed.

"Come on Troy, I can handle you. Problem is Bolton, can you handle me"

Her tongue licked at his ear as she nibbled on his earlobe, the words sending him into a frenzy as he began to mercilessly drive into her. Her cry's intensifying as the delicious ache between her thighs became unbearably pleasurable. Her hips began to move to a silent rhythm as he rode her, his eyes gleaming harshly with passion. Their moans dematerializing into raspy breaths as they met each others drive of rapture. She clawed at his back in an animalistic fashion, the beads of sweat dripping from her to him as he began to give particularly rough thrusts into her warmth. He could feel his release coming, as she released guttural sounds from the back of her throat, the tension in her body like a coil ready to explode at any moment. His breaths were laboured as the feel of her silky pink flesh milked him to the point of bliss, his load emptying into her as her walls tightened fiercely, the coil of pleasure releasing as her body shuddered dangerously, her loud screams of joy echoing around the room as her head fell back onto the desk in exhaustion, her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she panted heavily. He pumped into her slowly desperate to keep the feeling of heaven for a little bit longer. Slowly pulling out from her, he collapsed onto her, his breathing coming to him in short sharp bursts of oxygen. His nose nuzzled into hers as he pressed a kiss to her lips, the tenderness of the moment almost scaring him, as he gazed upon her beauty with admiration. That soft simple smirk gracing his face once more, as her eyes met his, her eyelids heavy as she panted beneath him.

"Not quite ready for me were you Montez?"

A/n: :) ok reviews? would be nice, was it ok? Also i thought of a way of maybe making this a two-shot, really depending on how i feel the idea fits with this, but if i was to continue would you read? Anything you want to see happen?