"I'm not accusing you." Gabriel soothed a moment later.
Jack's brain was still offline, his body intimately close to the other man. His hand still on his mostly flaccid cock, even after he had stopped peeing. He was looking down his body, same as before, but this time to really avoid looking at Gabriel's face. He was worried over what expression he would find there.
"Jack." He tried to urge, settled for a lower coo, "Jackie."
"Sorry." He finally said, stiff. "I'm sorry, I didn't-"
"Stop." Gabriel said, gently reaching to nudge Jack's hand away from him, to tuck himself back in, to get decent so they could have a conversation. He moved in Jack's arms, away from him, turning so he could look at his face.
Jack wasn't looking at him, had his eyes to the floor, his face red with shame.
"Seriously." Gabriel said, lifting his hand to nudge his head up, to get Jack to look at him again. "It's not like you were subtle."
"Oh god." Jack looked ready to combust, but Gabriel didn't let him get away, easing his arm around his waist before the blond took a quick step back.
"I guess I didn't need to ask, I can tell." He said, dropping the hand that had been under Jack's chin to instead press against the bulge obvious in the front of his pants.
"You're not," Jack swallowed, looking down and not really believing what was happening. With Gabriel so close, touching him, after what he had just done and what he had been doing over the course of the weeks. "You're not disgusted?"
"Of course not." He said gently, trying to ease Jack's nerves, "I wouldn't let this go on if I was. If I didn't want it."
Finally those pretty blue eyes looked up at him, a mix of lust and hope painted on his expression.
"I like it." Gabriel said, continuing in that same low purr, "I like you."
Of course, this wasn't the way the confession went in his head. Jack considered himself a romantic, a proper man despite his flaws and now questionable sexual needs. He had always expected if he ever did get the courage to act on his crush, he'd be the one asking Gabriel out, or at the least confessing to him one night in bed.
Away from all this, leaving this as a fantasy and nothing else.
But here Gabriel was, in the bathroom, right after he had just held his dick to piss, telling him he liked him and this weird kink he just recently developed(or rather, recently been made aware of).
It was good, but it felt so surreal, bizarre he couldn't stop himself from blurting out, "I like you too." As if that wasn't obvious.
"I know." Gabriel said with an easy smirk, squeezing Jack's clothed cock for emphasis. "Why don't I show you how much I like you?"
Jack clenched his jaw and didn't stop his roommate from popping the button on his underwear. He let out a breath through his nose when Gabriel pulled him out, unable to help it as he leaned his weight back on the wall behind him.
"Relax." He said as he dropped to his knees.
Damn if that wasn't a pretty sight, and before he could stop himself he had reached to touch Gabriel's shorn curls. The texture soft, inviting, more so when the man hummed pleasantly from the touch.
Gabriel initiated eye contact with a lazy pump of his hand on Jack's sensitive self before he took his dick down to the root in one swallow.
"Fuck." Jack hissed through his teeth, that tight suction, mixed with the heat and wetness of his mouth and tongue, it caused his toes to curl. Couldn't help it when he ran his fingers over his scalp, nails down his neck in encouragement.
The contact got him another low hum which only vibrated straight through him from where they were connected.
Jack remained leaned up against the wall, his hips forward, letting Gabriel bob up and down on his cock; the sounds obscene, the sight of him plunging into that mouth over and over so erotic he couldn't help but moan. Should be embarrassed he was close already, but it was hard not to be after everything that happened tonight and Gabriel looked so good down there.
His hair pulled back, his face flush, his pretty brown eyes wet from how valiantly he was deep throating him.
"I can't, I'm," Jack's words were cut off, Gabriel's hands still on his thighs, offering a squeeze of encouragement that could be interpreted as nothing else. "Jesus, Gabe-"
Hardly much more warning than that as he gripped his close shorn curls tight and plunged himself deep into his throat, surprised he didn't choke him as he came. Gabriel took it all down, swallowing around him with a professional ease that made his knees weak.
When Gabriel pulled off Jack had to brace on the wall to keep from falling down all together which gained him a purring chuckle from his bed mate, "You always that easy to please?" He cooed, if only to see the flush light up Jack's face all the way to his neck.
"You caught me off guard." Jack weakly protested.
"You know what you've been wanting." He said, standing up, running his thumb over his wet lower lip, his dark eyes still intense.
Jack was caught in that gaze, but the other man didn't move closer, the space between them small but feeling like a chasm with how long they stared. Until Jack awkwardly cleared his throat and gestured, "Want me to, um, to you know-"
"Your delivery needs work." Gabriel snorted, "But no, I'm good. We got drills tomorrow, so get your ass in bed and let's cuddle."
He couldn't help but smile as Gabriel walked off, waving him forward through Jack didn't need to be told twice. "Yes, sir."