This chapter is quite a bit longer than the others, due to an M rated scene that I got a bit carried away with. So, sorry, but I am sure those M-rated fans among you will love it, lol. There's a lot of general storyline progress in this, too. Enjoy. X

-------------------------

Troy had a stressful day, about a week later. A few days ago, an intimate night with Gabriella had gone well, but last night his problem had returned.

Gabriella had been so loving and supportive through this issue, to which Troy was immensely grateful. The two of them sat down and talked through the first time it happened, they talked through yesterday, and the other day when Troy hadn't had any problems.

They decided that maybe the difference was that the other day, Troy had played in a friendly game, plenty of energy but no stress. So, here he was, sitting courtside, about to play in another friendly, with the comforting image of Gabriella sitting at home waiting for him. He laughed to himself.

However, he had an added stressor - he was expecting a phone call about his D-league tryout today. He wasn't expecting this to play a factor, though, as he'd know either way by the time he went back to Gabriella.

Just then, Troy's team mate, Gary walked past with his girlfriend, Jen.

"Troy!" Gary waved over to Troy and Troy smiled back.

"What's up, Gary."

Gary and Jen walked over to where Troy was sitting, and instinctively out of politeness, Troy stood up.

"Jen, how's it going?" Troy flashed a smile at the girl, who giggled back.

"Oh hey, there's coach, back in a sec." Gary ran off suddenly, leaving Troy with Jen.

The pair sat down on the bench, and an awkward silence followed. If there was one thing Troy hated, it was awkward silences.

"So…" He started. "How are things with you guys?"

"Going well." Jen nodded. "Things will get complicated if he gets into D-League though. I don't get to come down here from LA much and if he's in D-League he won't have time to come and see me."

"Ouch. Mixed blessing if he gets it, huh."

Jen nodded and took a deep breath. She stared at the ceiling, and Troy took this as a sign to stop talking about it.

"So how are you and…" Jen bit her lip and wrinkled her brow, searching her brain for a name.

"Gabriella."

"Sorry. How are you and Gabriella doing?"

Troy obviously wasn't prepared to tell her the truth.

"Things are good. That's the good thing about basketball I suppose, there's no real relocation necessary. But Gabriella's recording her album at the moment. If she makes it big, I guess I won't see her a whole lot."

"It's hard to go your separate ways."

Troy nodded.

"It's great when I come and see Gary though. I don't wanna gross you out, but it's certainly passionate when we reunite."

Troy laughed.

"I forget how buff he is sometimes when I've not seen him for a while." Jen added with a grin.

"Ha ha, yeah he's a big guy." Troy nodded, looking over to Gary.

Troy couldn't help but admire Gary's body. His shoulders were huge and he was ripped from head to toe. Troy himself was probably the shortest guy on the team and wasn't very muscled. He felt tiny next to Gary.

"I just love it when he takes me in his big, strong arms and makes me feel safe." Jen sighed and watched her boyfriend return from talking to his coach.

Troy grinned to himself as he also watched Gary return. His heart pounded and caused an unusual pain as he admired Gary's arms, on show due to his basketball jersey. This was followed by a very surprising feeling inside Troy.

What was that?

Troy remembered that feeling from when he first met Gabriella. The first time he glanced at her on that karaoke stage. When he watched her walk away just after the clock struck twelve. The first time he saw her in East High.

The first time he kissed her, touched her… okay, now he was freaking out a little bit. What he had just felt was - wrong. He put it to the back of his mind when he realised he needed to get on the court. He ran on and left all his issues off the court.

The first thing he did when the game ended was check his phone. Still no news from D-League. They said they'd call before 4. It was now 3.45 - was this good or bad?!

And just then, he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. His heart jumped into his throat and his whole body started to shake. He took a breath and answered the phone.

-----------------

Gabriella had just finished drying herself after taking a bath, when she heard the familiar sound of Troy's car pulling up outside. She threw on her small robe and went downstairs.

A minute later, she heard his key in the lock. She leaned herself against the wall just in front of the door and placed a hand on her hip.

A downtrodden looking Troy came through the door and dully pushed the door shut. He threw his keys down on the shelf and looked at Gabriella.

"So, they called."

Gabriella didn't move. She dropped the smile from her face and just stared at Troy.

"And I got it!" Before Gabriella could process these words, Troy had swept her off her feet and picked her up in a tight embrace. She wrapped her legs round his waist and squealed into his ear.

"Congratulations Wildcat!"

Troy held Gabriella with his left arm and moved his right hand onto her thigh. He ran his hand all the way up and raised his eyebrows.

"Miss Montez! Are you naked under this flimsy robe?"

Gabriella moved her head out from where it was nuzzled in Troy's neck. She looked at her boyfriend.

"I might be."

"That helps." Troy grinned as he gently pulled her off him. He placed her against the wall and untied her robe. Gabriella pulled down Troy's baggy jeans, falling to the floor in one slight tug. Gabriella glanced down at Troy's boxers.

"Someone's definitely out of hibernation."

Troy put his hand round Gabriella's waist and pushed his body against hers. She felt his manhood poke her just below her belly button. She smiled.

"You know it." Troy laughed, with a slight groan.

"He's mine."

Gabriella reached down between their bodies, and tucked her index finger behind the waistband of Troy's boxers. She pulled them down over his erection, and pushed them down slightly. She looked into Troy's eyes. She saw a man, full of excitement, energy, and passion. He looked back and saw a pleased, aroused young lady, full of love.

Gabriella pressed her body back against Troy's, and lifted up her left leg. Troy held onto it, and she repeated with her right leg. He moved his hands to her bottom, lifting her up and lowering her down, entering her and causing her to gasp.

"I love you Troy."

--------------------------

The next morning, Gabriella awoke to see Troy still fast asleep next to her. She smiled to herself and stroked his face with the tip of her finger. He stirred.

"Morning baby." Gabriella beamed to him. He grinned back.

"Hi darling."

"I bet you're on top of the world, this morning. You got into D-League and you got your mojo back. All in one day."

"Yeah." Troy stretched and yawned. "Pretty great, huh."

Later on that morning, he was in the locker room with his team mates. Unsurprisingly, he was avoiding talking to Gary, or even seeing him if he could help it.

"So." Coach said, silencing the team. "We all wanna know, which of you got D-League."

Silence followed.

"None of you? That's funny, I know a couple of you who were sure fire for it…"

Troy shrugged to himself. He slowly put his hand up. Two hands slowly went up after his. Troy glanced at Gary - his hand was up.

"Congratulations, men. We will surely be sad to see you leave us. But we hope to carry on to shape other young men to be the outstanding players that you three are. In fact, that all of you guys are. And I know, for the rest of you, your times will come."

The team gave the coach a small round of applause.

Troy approached his locker and located his basketball jersey. He pulled his shirt over his head, and just for the few moments he couldn't see, someone approached him. He jumped when he removed his shirt and realised it was Gary.

"Congratulations Bolton. We're off to D-League."

"Congratulations dude. It's gonna be awesome. And I knew Saunders would get in, too."

"Yeah, Tim's a good 'un. And the dude's like 9ft tall."

Troy laughed, and pulled his jersey down over his head.

"Last friendly before our last big game."

"Let's go." Troy said to Gary. Troy let out a deep breath as he watched Gary walk off and felt something he was trying desperately to ignore.

After the game, Troy set off for home. He didn't shower before he left. He didn't dare step foot in the showers whilst everyone else was in there. He felt like being in the seclusion of his own home with his best girl.

When he got home, Gabriella was waiting for him. She was in the kitchen, making him some lunch. In sexy lingerie.

"Hey baby." She raised her eyebrows seductively as Troy walked in the door.

"Woah. You look… good."

"I made you a late lunch." She grinned.

Troy looked at the plate, at the chicken she had fried, and chopped it up onto some salad.

"Yummy." Troy loved Gabriella's fried chicken. He kissed her. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Don't expect it again though." Gabriella said as Troy looked up. "Chicken spits." She pouted as she rubbed her torso.

Troy laughed, nearly spitting out his mouthful of food. Gabriella narrowed her eyes at him. She sat at the table, a little way from Troy. She put her feet up on the table, revealing to Troy her black stilettos. He looked at her shoes, and ran his eyes down her legs. He smiled and shook his head.

"You're so bad. Can't even eat lunch in peace."

"Well, I feel like a lonely housewife at the moment. I have nothing to do around here while you're away… except for think of you… especially after last night…" She brought one leg back down to the floor, and left the other leg on the table. She opened her legs as far as she could.

"Seriously, Gab…." Troy smiled. "You go to the effort to make me lunch then you don't want me to eat it."

"Oh well, if you walk away from my delicious lunch, these legs are closing."

"Oh, I see. You're being a dirty tease."

"I'm helping you. To improve your stamina." Gabriella grinned, barely being able to stop herself from laughing.

"I wonder about your stamina, though." Troy raised his eyebrows.

Gabriella leaned forward, and folded her arms, causing her breasts to heave against her bra.

"It's taking all my stamina not to pounce on you right now." Gabriella growled in a low, moany tone. "I want you so bad." She lowered further into a whisper.

Troy stopped eating his lunch and focussed his attention on her. She licked her lips and sat back again. He went back to eating his salad, and picked up the paper next to him and started to read it.

Gabriella frowned. He didn't seem at all bothered by her teasing. She had to step it up a notch, she told herself.

Troy stared at the words on the paper. He read about 4 words before he realised he couldn't. He stared at the paper and could see Gabriella out the corner of his eye. He grinned to himself. He knew him ignoring her advances would be killing her.

"See, I'm not even sure I can wait for you to finish…" Gabriella told Troy. "But you MUST finish. I just… I can't wait…"

Troy glanced over, and could barely believe that he just saw Gabriella slide her hand into her panties. Gabriella let out a moan, and threw her head back, as Troy stared at the movement inside the panties. Gabriella's free hand moved to a breast, and started to massage it. She snapped her head back into position and looked straight into Troy's eyes. She grinned as she could tell she was producing the effect she wanted. She licked her lips and grinned at him.

Troy was torn. He wanted to be stubborn, and not give into her. But he didn't want her to actually have to do it all by herself.

The next thing Gabriella knew, Troy was standing in between her legs, his hand halting the movement of her hand. He had a grip on her wrist. He pulled her hand out of her panties.

"I think you'll find…" Troy said, smugly. "I'll be responsible for any orgasms in this house."

"Um, what about your own?"

"Yeah. Oh, well, um… shhh."

Gabriella giggled.

Troy got on his knees, and placed his hands on Gabriella's thighs. She let out a moan in anticipation. He moved his face up close to the damp material.

"Troy…" Gabriella breathed, almost involuntarily.

Troy rubbed the tip of his nose against Gabriella. She moaned and bucked her hips. Troy's tongue extended, and he grazed right at the top of her inner thigh. He brought his tongue in, and kissed the same area.

"Troy…!" Gabriella squealed. "Please…" Gabriella moaned and pleaded, and realised this was payback.

Troy brought a finger up, and grazed it along the damp material.

"Wow." Troy said in a low voice. "You're a little moist."

Troy stood up, showing Gabriella definite evidence that he was aroused. He put his hands under her butt, and picked her up. He pulled her close. He then took her seat, with her straddling him. He ran his fingertips over her covered nipples. She let out another moan.

"Troy, please, I need you, so bad…" She started to grind her hips, his manhood poking her very place which needed stimulation. She kissed his neck and ran her nails over his chest. Troy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He very gently squeezed Gabriella's breasts, making her moan once again.

"Get up." Troy told Gabriella. She shook her head.

"Wha…. I can't."

"You can't?"

"My legs…" She whimpered. "They're like jelly."

"Well that won't do. I guess I'll have to carry you."

Once again, Troy placed his hands on Gabriella's butt. He stood up, taking her with him. She wrapped her legs firmly around his waist, linking her ankles together behind Troy.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

"Troy I need you."

"I'm afraid that particular longing isn't going to happen."

"Huh?" Gabriella whimpered still, completely dumfounded by the hormones flowing round her body.

"Well yeah it would be good but think about how quick it would be. This isn't over yet."

Gabriella gave up trying to work out what he was on about. She pressed her lips against his neck and ran her tongue up his neck, and into his ear.

When Troy came to a halt, Gabriella could just about gather that she'd been taken upstairs. Oh, she thought, thinks makes sense. She realised she was in their bedroom, and Troy was throwing her down on the bed.

He pressed his body against hers, and met her lips in a fierce kiss. He then kissed down, down her face, chin, neck. He reached the valley in between her breasts. He ran his tongue up and down, and much to Gabriella's delight, reached behind her and unhooked the bra. He tossed it aside, and immediately took a hard nipple in his mouth. He ran his tongue around, and gently sucked. Gabriella let out a yelp.

"Troy!"

Troy grinned up at her and his lips carried on their journey. Down her ribs, belly button, lower abdomen. Gabriella was now letting out small moans, in anticipation.

"I dunno." Troy said, hooking his fingers in her panties. "You're just so bad. Should I really…"

"Troy!" Gabriella screamed out, moaning still.

Troy grinned and pulled her panties down her legs. He threw them across the room, and spread Gabriella's legs. He put them on his shoulders.

He felt Gabriella start to shake.

"Do it, Troy, do it, please, do it."

Troy raised his eyebrows, and Gabriella let out a tiny squeal, and put her hand in between her legs.

"What did I tell you?" Troy grinned, removing her hand. He shook his head and he lowered his head.

Gabriella screamed, and let out a loud moan as Troy's tongue finally met the source of Gabriella's tension. Gabriella moaned louder and louder, with each flick of Troy's tongue.

"Troy…"

"Gabriella…." Troy said, deeply and slowly. Gabriella screamed, the vibrations of Troy's voice stimulating her even further.

It wasn't long, a few seconds even, before Gabriella felt herself rapidly reaching her climax. She ran her fingers into Troy's hair, and grasped tightly. She started to moan louder, until she was practically screaming.

Troy felt Gabriella's entire body tremble, and quickened his pace to bring her, screaming, over the edge. As her limbs curled up, he carried on, until she fell, weak, flat onto the bed.

Troy sat back, and looked at his girlfriend. She was sweaty, limp, and had a glazed over look on her face. He grinned to himself. He stood up, and made his way to the door, to get some much-needed water.

"Where you goin?"

"Get some water."

"What about you?"

Gabriella sat up slightly, the best she could manage, and pointed vaguely in the direction of his boxers.

"Making you suffer, and beg, that was enough for me." Troy grinned.

So, he lied. But all that mattered, to him anyway, was that he'd pleased Gabriella. And boy, had he pleased her.