A/N: Okay so this chapter is where things get M rated, I won't be warning again, so read from this chapter onwards at your own risk. I take no responsibility for any corrupt minds that occur from the reading of this story. Special thanks goes out to Kait for letting me throw my ideas at her these past few days!
Three days after his and Gabriella's date, Troy woke up to an unfamiliar pressure on the left side of his body. It startled him for a moment, until he realised that it wasn't just any regular weight, but a warm, soft weight. The weight of his sleeping girlfriend, cuddled tightly against his side.
Careful not to wake her, Troy shifted so that he could look at her, a smile crossing his face as he watched her eyes twitch as she dreamt, and he wondered what her dream was about.
Troy and Gabriella were the only two people in their families who weren't currently sick with food poisoning – after a dinner of bad seafood when Troy and Gabriella had gone out for pizza instead, neither of them being seafood fans – and as a result, they were getting to spend a lot of uninterrupted time together.
Racking his mind for a moment, Troy finally remembered why Gabriella was currently asleep in his bed, they had watched a movie the night before, after a day of roaming the small town of Waikaremoana. It had been raining heavily when the movie was finished, and so Troy told Gabriella to stay in his family's motorhome until the rain let up a bit. They had obviously fallen asleep before that had happened.
For a brief second, Troy wondered if anyone had noticed that Gabriella had slept over, but his thoughts were interrupted as Gabriella shifted in her sleep, the hand that had previously been resting on Troy's stomach shifted down to rest on Troy's crotch. The touch, though purely accidentally made Troy's regular morning erection harden even further, and embarrassed he shifted away from Gabriella a little, unintentionally waking her.
"Troy?" She asked, her tone full of confusion as her eyes opened to reveal her red faced boyfriend.
"Morning, Gabi," Troy said softly, shifting his legs around to try and hide the tent that was forming in his sweatpants. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's okay," Gabriella yawned, shuffling forward to cuddle into Troy again, noticing him swallow deeply at her touch. "Are you okay?"
"Um, yeah," Troy stammered, his eyes darting downwards, checking how obvious the tent was, and Gabriella's eyes followed his.
Troy wasn't expecting Gabriella's reaction and as she crashed her lips against his, he let out a gasp giving Gabriella the perfect chance to slip her tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss.
It didn't take long before Troy gained the upper hand, and Gabriella let him take control of the kiss, allowing him to flip their bodies so that he was on top of her, their lower bodies pressing together as he deepened the kiss.
Gabriella was more than intrigued by Troy's bodily reactions. She had never been physical with a boy before, so although her love of learning meant she was well aware of the facts behind the reactions, she had never experienced them for herself before.
As Troy's left hand came down to roam under her t-shirt, Gabriella's own hand instinctively slipped under his t-shirt to skim over his defined stomach, one hand settling on Troy's hip, her fingers curling around his side and pushing his body a little bit away from her own, leaving enough space between them for her other hand to slide south.
A groan vibrated deep in Troy's throat as Gabriella's trembling hand came to rest over his erection which had hardened as their tongues duelled.
"Gabi," Troy panted as Gabriella's hand started to move gently against him. "Oh god."
Troy was a regular 17 year old male in that it didn't take much to get his blood flowing to a particular part of his body, and having his girlfriend's hand rubbing him through his pants while his parents were only a short distance away, and unaware that she was even there, more than done it for him.
Noticing Troy's hips moving in time with her movements, Gabriella realised how much she wanted to give him this release and so she moved her hand that was on his hip up to push gently on his shoulder, indicating she wanted him to lay back.
Willing to do anything Gabriella wanted, as long as she didn't stop what she was doing, Troy eased himself backward until he was laying flat on his back with Gabriella laying on her side next to him, tugging at the waist band of his sweatpants.
"Do you want this?" Gabriella whispered as Troy lifted his hips to help her tug the pants down, along with his boxers.
"Yes, oh god, yes," Troy groaned as he kicked off his pants and boxers before bringing Gabriella down to kiss her passionately. "Unless you don't want to do it."
Gabriella giggled softly at his added comment, loving how he could still manage to think of her feelings when his thoughts were so clouded.
"I want to," Gabriella confirmed, swallowing deeply as she looked at Troy's naked lower half for the first time, a soft gasp slipping from her mouth as she noticed his size and the obvious hardness of his member. "Does it hurt?"
As she spoke, Gabriella brought her hand down to gently clasp around the base and Troy's hips involuntarily thrust up at her touch.
"N..n..no," Troy stammered as Gabriella slowly pumped him.
"Am I doing it right?" Gabriella asked curiously, her eyes darting between Troy's face which was contorting with pleasure, and his erection, the sight of her hand moving over him arousing her more than she would've imagined.
Unable to get the words out to tell Gabriella what she needed to do, Troy instead placed his hand over Gabriella's much smaller one, tightening her grasp and speeding her movements up. Gabriella was amazed that Troy seemed to be getting even harder under her hand, she hadn't thought that was possible.
"Tell me if I hurt you," Gabriella said softly, though she could see the obvious pleasure on Troy's face she was still worried she was going to do something wrong and hurt him.
"Gabi," Troy choked out. "You're so… oh fuck… so far from… from hurting me right now."
Gabriella giggled at how hard it was for Troy to speak, deciding she must be doing something right to cause him to be reacting this way and she bent down to kiss him, realising he was becoming more and more vocal and she didn't want his parents to hear them.
"Use your thumb," Troy grunted softly. "On the tip."
Nodding, Gabriella brought up her free hand, using her thumb to spread the moisture that had gathered there, making sure she kept pumping Troy with her other hand.
"Like that?"
"Mmm, fuck. Like that," Troy confirmed, clenching his eyes shut as Gabriella worked him.
The teens were so wrapped up in their activity that they hadn't heard Jack call out, nor his footsteps on the ladder, but they heard his gasp of surprise as he stuck his head through the curtains that blocked Troy's bed off from the rest of the motorhome.
An hour later and Gabriella was back in her own motorhome, listening to Jack talking to her parents, explaining what he had found the teenagers doing.
Gabriella had quickly left the Bolton's when Jack suggested she do so - she was more embarrassed than she had ever been in her life and she couldn't wait to get out of there – sneaking back into her motorhome where her parents were still asleep and going up to her bed where she was currently hiding out.
"Are you sure that's what they were doing?" Maria asked in disbelief, she couldn't imagine her shy daughter doing such a thing.
"I saw them, Maria," Jack sighed. "Troy's being all defensive about it, but I think it would be best if we sat the two of them down and told them what the ground rules are."
"Troy can bring Logan and Connor over here and he and Gabriella can babysit while we decide on these rules," Joseph decided, still in shock about his baby girl growing up and doing such things with a boy.
"I'll go and tell Troy," Jack nodded, and Gabriella heard him leave the motorhome and she dreaded what she knew would come next.
"Gabriella, come down here, please," Maria called out, and Gabriella felt her heart leap into her throat.
Slowly she made her way down to her parents, not making eye contact with either of them.
"I take it you heard us talking to Jack?" Maria asked, knowing if Joseph got the chance to talk, he would probably use too harsh of words.
"Yeah," Gabriella mumbled. "Mama, listen.."
"Gabriella, I don't really want to hear why you were… doing that with Troy," Joseph interrupted. "I don't think we can let you see him anymore."
"Daddy!" Gabriella cried out at the same second that Maria spoke to her husband.
"Joseph, let's leave this until we've talked to Jack and Lucile," Maria scolded. "Gabriella do you want to take a shower before Troy and the boys get here?"
Gabriella quickly nodded, turning from her parents and heading back up to her bed to find some clean clothes, just wanting to get the next few hours over with.
After Gabriella had left, Jack had yelled at his son who had covered himself with some blankets, trying to get a word in edgeways to correct his Father's accusations, mainly about how he had purposely snuck Gabriella into his room the night before.
Once Lucile had managed to get Jack to leave their son alone, the pair had engaged in a heated argument as Troy lay in his bed with his pillow over his head, trying to block out the sound, guilt riddling him as he txt Gabriella to apologise for everything that had happened.
Now Troy was crossing the short distance to the Montez motorhome with his brothers, hurrying to get out of the rain Troy crashed right into Joseph who was stepping out of the motorhome.
"Sorry, Mr. Montez," Troy said quietly, sidestepping so that Joseph could pass him, which he did, but not before sending a death glare in Troy's direction.
Troy heard Maria scold Joseph as they hurried away, and Troy followed his brothers into the motorhome, wondering what the outcome of the parents' discussion was going to be, he had a feeling he wasn't going to be left alone with Gabriella for a very long time.
"I can't believe that five hours ago you were caught, in my bed, by my Dad, doing… well that" Troy exclaimed. "And now our parents have left us alone for the afternoon."
"I can't believe my Dad didn't kill you," Gabriella giggled.
"He's going to do it tonight while I'm asleep," Troy chuckled. "So you better make the most of me while I'm still here."
"So we've agreed that as long as the two of you keep us in the loop with this… physical development, then we will do our best to treat you like the adults that you are showing us you can be," Lucile reasoned.
"Keep you in the loop?" Troy questioned his Mom, having the most daunting images of having to tell Joseph every detail of his and Gabriella's sex life.
"Tell us if things are progressing," Maria informed. "If you're going to start having sex."
"So we know you're being safe," Lucile added in, and Gabriella realised that so far her and Troy's Dad's were yet to speak, both just sitting looking like they wanted to hurt something, or someone.
"Okay, we can do that, right, Gab?" Troy asked, squeezing his girlfriend's hand gently.
"We can," Gabriella echoed quietly, amazed at how well the conversation was going so far. Her parents were actually going to let her still see Troy, and alone too!
"But the number one rule, no inappropriate actions where the younger kids could see you, walk in on you, hear you etcetera," Lucile warned. "That means no more sleeping over, okay?"
"Okay, Mom," Troy confirmed. "Though in our defence, we were waiting for the rain to let up before I walked Gabi back to her motorhome."
"We know, Troy," Jack spoke finally. "I'm sorry for telling at you earlier, son. I didn't let you talk."
Troy nodded his thanks at his Dad, noticing his Mom and Maria look over at Joseph to see if he had anything to say to the teenagers, but he simply looked down at his hands, avoiding everyone's gaze.
"One last afternoon, you say?" Gabriella questioned, rolling over so that her body was covering Troy's, his hands slipping down to grip her waist.
"One last afternoon," Troy repeated, his smile matching Gabriella's as their lips drew closer together. "What do you propose we spend this time doing?"
"I can think of something we didn't get to finish this morning," Gabriella whispered against Troy's lips, smirking as she felt his body respond to her words. "I think little Troy has the same thoughts as me."
"Little?" Troy growled as he rolled their bodies so he was on top. "I think you need to pay better attention, beautiful."