Jealously

Troy Bolton smiled as he lit the last candle in his bedroom. Tonight was going to be an amazing night; he was going to make sure of that. It was his last night in L.A. before him and the Lakers were going on a two week road trip, and he was prepared to make this a memorable night for him and his wife, Gabriella. After all the candles were lit, and he had the proper sustenance on the nightstand, he laid down on their bed, preparing for her to enter anytime now, since it was already after five.

But a half hour later he decided to call her office hoping she wouldn't answer, because then she would be on the road, but he held back a groan as she did answer.

"Gabriella Bolton," she said.

"Hey baby, what time are you coming home?"

"Hi honey. I'm sorry but I think I'm going to have to be here all night."

"What's going on, are you alright?" Troy said leaning his head against the headboard in frustration.

"Yeah I'm fine, it's just Richard and I just got this assault case and it needs our full attention," Gabriella said, and Troy could hear her typing away at her computer.

Troy looked down before getting up from his bed to blow out all of the candles. "Um…you know it's my last night home right? We're going on that road trip…remember?"

"Yeah baby I know. I'm so sorry, but I'll make it up to you when I get home, I promise," Gabriella said with sadness in her voice.

"It's fine," Troy said blowing out the last candle.

"Troy I promise, I'll be home as soon as I can and you will never forget this night," Gabriella said, her voice lowering so that only Troy could hear her promise.

"Baby it's fine, I have to get up early tomorrow so I'm just gonna go to bed. I'll see you tonight," Troy said hanging up before Gabriella could respond.

Troy knew that Gabriella didn't have any control over which cases that she was assigned to, being one of the newer lawyers, but he was a little frustrated, okay a lot frustrated. Gabriella was an amazing lawyer, she graduated from Stanford law school in the top three percent and she had so many different offers at her graduation. They both knew that when she first started her job she would be starting from scratch, but why was she stuck with all of the cases that made her stay at work throughout the entire night. And the fact that she was stuck with her "partner" Richard made the whole situation worse for Troy.

Troy's career path wasn't as set in stone as Gabriella's. When he attended Berkeley he went there for performing and basketball, but while he was there he realized that what made him such an amazing performer was Gabriella, whereas basketball he was just naturally talented, so that's where he excelled and after four years at Berkeley he was drafted to the Los Angeles Lakers. After the draft he proposed to Gabriella and a year later they married, and two years later here they were; working late and frustrated.

Troy intended to stay up late and wait for Gabriella, wanting to enjoy this night no matter how late she arrived home, but when the time reached pass eleven he fell asleep.

Gabriella walked into her home at a little past midnight and set her briefcase and jacket down on the kitchen counter and smiled sadly at all of the food that Troy had obviously cooked earlier. She noticed the chicken fettuccini, her favorite, and wine, and sighed. Walking upstairs she hoped Troy would still be up, but walking through the door she saw that he wasn't awake. So she stood next to her dresser and took off her shoes, rubbing her sore feet, before unzipping her knee-length skirt, and un-buttoning her shirt. Once she was dressed her in pajamas and had brushed her teeth, she climbed in bed next to Troy.

Curling up next to him, she rubbed his stomach, hoping to wake him up to make up for her being so late on his last night. Moving her hand up she started to run her hand over his cheek and through his hair, smiling when he moaned. However when his hand caught hers and moved it down next to her, she frowned.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked when he opened his eyes.

"What time is it?" he asked her.

"It's time to show my husband how much I love him," she said moving so she was straddling atop him.

"It's time for your husband to go to bed, because like he told you earlier, he has to get up early tomorrow," Troy said lifting her off him.

"Troy, I'm home now. I want to spend your last night at home making love to you, now let me," Gabriella said leaning over him to kiss his chest.

"Baby I wanted to do that too, but it's late and I'm tired," Troy said in a grumpy tone and punctuated his statement by rolling over and facing away from Gabriella.

Gabriella scoffed at his attitude, knowing that he could be angry but it's not like she had any choice in staying late at her office. She didn't get to pick her cases yet, and she didn't like staying that late at work, but it's her job, Troy should know that. He works every day of the week. So rolling away from him she tried to fall asleep.

The next morning Gabriella woke up at her usual time, despite it being a Saturday. She got dressed in light washed jeans and a purple Laker t-shirt, before walking down to start breakfast for Troy.

A half hour later she placed his plate of eggs, bacon, hash browns, and a few slices of toast town on the counter, and waited for the water to stop running in the shower. When he came down dressed in his suit he sat at the counter and started to eat his breakfast without so much a glance at Gabriella.

Gabriella rolled her eyes at his behavior before asking, "Did you pack everything you need?"

"Not yet, but that only takes me a second. I'll pack after I finish eating," Troy said biting into his bacon.

"Okay, what time do you have to leave?"

"At 7."

"Alright," Gabriella said before walking over and kissing his cheek. "I'll be right back."

Ten minutes later Troy was just finishing his breakfast and Gabriella walked in with his Laker bag all packed.

"Thank you," Troy said placing his plate in the sink, and grabbing the bag.

"No, problem. Do you want me to drive you to Staples Center?"

"No, it's fine. I can just leave my car there in the garage," Troy said grabbing his keys and moving toward the garage door.

"Alright, are you leaving?" Gabriella asked walking with him.

"Yeah, don't wanna be late," Troy said opening the garage door.

"Okay, have fun. I'll be watching. Good luck," Gabriella said in a dejected voice, while trying to move closer hoping he will get the hint and kiss her goodbye.

Troy did get the hint so he moved in also and pecked her lightly on the lips before walking and getting in the car driving away.

"Love you," Gabriella called out to no one angrily.

Two weeks, and not that many phone calls later Gabriella finished her case. Her and Richard had pretty strong evidence and were able to put the perpetrator in jail for 5-10 years. So with that and Troy's homecoming she wanted to celebrate. She was lighting the candles, and had bought a new outfit to surprise Troy when he came home.

She knew that his flight was getting in at 6:30 that evening, so she expected him home at around 7-7:30. He had to stop by and pick up his car, and their coach usually had something to say, so when it was 9, Gabriella figured that Troy wasn't going to be home on time.

Gabriella was so frustrated that she actually changed into some more comfy clothes, blew out all the candles and walked into her office, and started to work on a case that wasn't high on her priority list, but deserved some of her attention. However 15 minutes later when her phone rang, she fully expected it to be Troy, so she was surprised to hear Richard.

"Hey Gabi, I'm sorry because I know that Troy's coming home tonight, but David said we have another case that's pretty important, and I would start it myself but I'm going to need you to come into the office," Richard said.

Groaning, Gabriella walked back into her room to change into more work appropriate clothing, "Alright I can be there in 10 minutes."

"Thanks so much Gab, I can't even start this case without you," Richard said.

"That's alright, I'll be there soon," Gabriella said hanging up the phone. Walking downstairs Gabriella wrote a quick note telling Troy that she was at work, so that he wouldn't worry when he got home.

At 9: 30 when Troy walked home he was fully prepared to jump on his wife. The two weeks, plus the added time before when she was working on her case was enough for Troy to feel like he was going to snap. He knew that they should probably talk first, but dammit he was horny. However when searched the house and came up with no Gabriella, he went to the phone to try and call her. Reaching the kitchen he found her note and decided to surprise her.

Gabriella and Richard had started to build a strong case, and Gabriella was just typing up some notes with Richard standing behind her watching.

"We're going to have to talk to the husband, I think he's going to be in the hospital for a while, so we can try either on Monday, or Tuesday," Richard said.

"Yeah, I think the sooner we do it the better, because the less time we give him, the less time he has to try and think of a story to get himself off the hook," Gabriella said typing 'interview husband Monday.'

"Okay great I think that we've got a pretty good start, so I'm just gonna head on home, that alright with you?"

"Yeah that sounds nice. We've got a lot to go with, so I'm happy," Gabriella said looking up at Richard at the same time that he looked down at her. Gabriella wanted to look away but there was 'something' about Richard that she could trust. She loved that they were so similar, and that she could share anything with him, and she knew that he could so be the perfect guy for her.

But when Richard started to lean down to kiss her, she pulled back knowing that Troy was the only perfect guy for her. "Richard," she whispered turning her head to the side.

His head rested against her shoulder and sighed. "I know. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

Gabriella shook her head, "It's alright. But I could never do that to Troy."

"I know. I don't know what came over me," Richard said standing straight before stepping back in fear at who was standing in the door.

Gabriella looked up at Richard and saw his eyes go wide before looking where he was, and she came face to face with her furious husband.

"Troy! What are you doing here?" Gabriella asked standing up from her chair and walking around to stand in front of Troy.

"I just got home, and saw your note so I wanted to come and surprise you, but I guess I'm the one getting the surprise," Troy said, in a controlled voice that frightened Gabriella more than him yelling would.

"Troy nothing happened," Richard said, hoping that he could come to his friend's aid.

"Did I fucking ask you," Troy yelled, making the man jump in shock.

"Troy, stop it. Nothing happened," Gabriella exclaimed jumping in front of Troy before he attacked Richard. "Richard, I think you should go."

Richard nodded before hurriedly grabbing his briefcase and scurrying out of her office.

After Richard was safely out of her office and the building Gabriella stepped in front of Troy and shoved him against the wall.

"What the fuck?" he asked shocked that she was pushing him after what she just did.

"What is the matter with you?" she asked him.

"What's the matter with me?" Troy returned. "I don't know Brie, maybe the fact that I walk in and see my wife kissing some guy who I've disliked since the moment she introduced me to him."

"Troy we didn't kiss! He leaned in, and I moved away. Then we both knew that it was wrong, because we're friends, and I love you! Only you," Gabriella said walking away brushing her tears off her cheeks.

"Yeah, alright. I knew we've been kind of off lately, but I didn't know so much that you would go to some other man," Troy said walking out of her office.

"Troy stop it right now!" Gabriella yelled trying to grab her briefcase and follow him out of her office. Once she caught up to him he stopped abruptly and turned making her crash into his front.

"I can't really look at you right now," Troy said, making Gabriella open her mouth in shock, before continuing. "I'll see you when we get home."

"Alright, maybe the drive will give you some time to cool off," Gabriella said agreeing before they both turned and walked outside to their cars.

The drive home had done wonders to Gabriella. She could see why Troy would be so mad, if it had been her to see him close to another woman, even if they didn't kiss, she would be upset. She was ready to have a mature conversation with Troy, and hopefully connect in a way they haven't in a few weeks.

The drive home had done nothing for Troy, except make him even more furious. He believed Gabriella when she said she didn't kiss Richard, but that doesn't mean that she hadn't been put in that situation. He actually had half a mind to go and beat the shit out of Richard, but one he didn't know where he lived, and two it would upset Gabriella. He hated that he might be the cause of her seeking comfort in another man, and he was still fucking horny.

When he arrived home Gabriella's car was already there and he found her in the shower. He figured she'd be there because it had been a long night. If it wasn't for the fact that he took a shower at the Staples Center earlier, he would join her. So instead he stepped into their bathroom and sat on the counter, and just watched her. She knew he was there, and he knew that she knew.

"Troy nothing happened, I swear," Gabriella said reaching for her body wash.

"I know. I'm not mad at you," Troy said.

"Are you sure? You seemed pretty pissed at the office," Gabriella said but didn't get a reply. "Troy?"

Then all of a sudden Gabriella heard the shower door open and turned around shocked to see Troy standing in front of her naked.

"I'm sure I'm not mad at you," Troy said taking a dangerous step toward her. "But can I ask you something, and you have to be completely honest with me. Completely honest."

Gabriella nodded her head taking a step backward, a little afraid of what Troy was thinking.

"Did you for any second want him to kiss you?"

Gabriella looked down then straight into Troy's eyes, "I'm not going to lie to you Troy. There was probably one hundredth of a second that I wanted him to kiss me, but it was crushed the moment I realized that I love you so much more than one meaningless kiss."

Then Gabriella squealed when Troy grabbed her upper arms and pushed her against the shower wall, leaning so close to her that she had to crane her neck to look at him. "Do you wish he was here right now?"

Gabriella tried to shake her head, but Troy grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to talk. "No, I only want you."

Troy then turned Gabriella around so her back was to his front. His hands brought hers up to brace herself on the wall, and only then did Gabriella realize that Troy was hard. "Do you think he'd be a better lover than me?"

"No, you're the only one who can make me feel this good," Gabriella said turning her head around to try and sneak a kiss.

Gabriella didn't know, but Troy wanted to fuck the shit out of his wife. He hated the idea that she wanted, even for just a fraction of a second, another man's lips on hers. So tonight he was going to make sure that she knew she was his.

"Do you want me?" Troy asked reaching his hand down her stomach.

Gabriella nodded breathless from the anticipation.

"Do you want me?" Troy asked again stopping his hand.

"Yes," Gabriella said placing her free hand his, the one that was on her stomach, moving it downward.

Troy felt her pushing his hand down and moved it down to her core, touching the wet folds, making Gabriella lean her forehead against the wall.

"Say my name," Troy grunted into her neck, before kissing it.

"Troy."

"Say it louder," Troy demanded while he dipped two finders into her entrance, while his other hand drifted down to fondle her left breast.

"Troy!"

"Are you gonna come? Are you gonna come baby?"

"Yes," Gabriella whimpered.

Troy knew that she could come without clitoral stimulation, but she came harder when she had some stimulation. So the hand that was playing with her breast headed straight for her clit and started to rub rapidly. That pleasure plus his fingers inside of her had her screaming.

"Do it. Come," Troy grunted intensifying his fingers making her orgasm last longer.

As she came her knees gave out so Troy had to grab her around her waist so she wouldn't fall. She kept shaking in his arms, and her breath was coming out in rapid breaths.

Then without warning Troy turned the water off in the shower, and carried her to their bed. He roughly tossed her on the bed and when she fell onto her back, he grabbed her ankle pulling her toward the edge of the bed, where he still stood. Turning her over so she was on all fours he aligned himself to her opening and roughly thrust.

Gabriella screamed at the unexpected pleasure. They rarely tried this position, and right now she couldn't understand why. She fisted her hands into their comforter and tried to muffle her screams in the blanket.

Troy grabbed her hips and started pounding into her. Reaching one hand up her back to her hair he pulled her by her hair so she would look back at him, so she would know who was giving her this mind blowing pleasure.

"Oh God! Oh shit!" she started screaming looking toward him, before he released her hair. Her head falling back onto the bed.

Troy then stopped his movements, and Gabriella looked back at him with murderous eyes.

"Let me on the bed," he said, and without pulling out of her they scooted so he was on the bed also, on his knees still behind her.

When they were comfortable, he began pounding again. Leaning down so he was covering her he reached his hand down so he could play with her breast again. Then he sat up on his knees pulling her with him, still intimately joined. One hand was on her breast, the other reaching down to touch her clit.

Without the comforter to grab on too, Gabriella's hands busied themselves in Troy's hair, almost pulling some out, she was in so much pleasure.

Troy was kissing her neck when Gabriella's head turned to meet his and their lips met in a breathless kiss. It was all of the mixed pleasure points and that kiss that pushed Gabriella over the edge, and she crumpled, forcing her lips away from Troy's so she could scream his name.

"Troy! Oh God!" she exclaimed falling forward onto her hands. "It's so good, it's too much!"

Hearing his wife scream his name is what did it for Troy. He leaned over Gabriella as he grunted and screamed her name during his orgasm. He wasn't sure if this round was different or if it was because they hadn't been together in so long, but he was convinced that he just had the best orgasm of his life.

Pulling out of Gabriella he watched in satisfaction as she flopped completely on the bed, knowing that he was the only man to ever see her like this, the only man she'd ever want to see her like this.

Troy laid down next to her, him on his back her on her front.

"Are you alright?" Gabriella asked her husband.

Troy laughed, before nodding. "I know I get kind of crazy sometimes…"

"…kind of," Gabriella laughed.

"It's just cuz you are the most precious thing in my life. I would hate if anyone ever saw you the way I see you. I'm sorry," Troy said leaning in to kiss her.

Gabriella leaned away from his kiss, and said, "I just want you to know that you are the only person I want to spend my life with, no one else matters but you. I love you more than anybody in my entire life, there's no need for jealously."

Troy nodded at her reasoning before leaning in again. "Can I kiss you now?"

Gabriella laughed before meeting him halfway and kissing him softly.

A/N: I liked how this turned out! This one is dedicated to chri5tin3 for the idea, I hope you like it :) Please RxR