Brief Encounter

Summary: Can anything good come from a mix-up?

Disclaimer: High School Musical and all of its characters belong to Disney. I just have them on secondment. I do not own Batman or any of the characters therein, nor any of the songs mentioned or lyrics used either.

A/N: Thanks to JB for a gem of an idea that was mentioned eons ago and once again Kris for reviewing. What would I do with you?

"Seems Troy is dipping his oar in a different ocean."

Busted!!

Chad knows there's someone

So does Taylor. Chad told her.

Gabriella hadn't had a chance to speak with Troy all day but they'd sent a text message earlier that morning to warn each other. She'd gone to bed right after Taylor's announcement and lay awake for hours worrying.

"Would it be so bad? It's not as if Taylor and Chad would announce it to the world would they? And if they knew we could meet somewhere private and not be in fear of getting caught by the Paparazzi. All I know is I can't lose Troy," thoughts scrambled around Gabriella's brain as she waited for sleep to claim her. Her main priority was not losing Troy, and if that meant them getting found out then so be it.

Troy had a bad night too. He'd pounded his pillow relentlessly, tossing and turning, worrying that he was going to lose Gabriella.

"Oh god! She's going to finish it. Yesterday was bad enough when she was joking. I know I'd die if she breaks it off. So stupid Troy! Why the fuck didn't you put a shirt on you Dumbass," thoughts tormented him as he flipped over in the bed once more.

The meeting with Caroline had gone well; they had discussed how the interviews had gone down. Caroline and Gabriella were both excited with the feedback from all the stations as listeners had rung in, in their droves requesting her single to be played constantly. On the back of that companies both local and national were vying for Gabriella to promote their products, from hair to face products, from perfume to shoes, some wanted to use her music as background to their commercials but mostly they wanted her to do both. One even wanted to put her name to a new fashion range they were considering, suitably called 'Gabriella', the proviso being that she wear some of the range on TV commercials and on any Red Carpet events that she attended.

"Whoa! Red Carpet! Caroline, I've never done a Red Carpet and wouldn't have a clue on the protocol involved," Gabriella exclaimed in shock. Caroline giggled at her.

"No worries Gabi. You'll do fine, all we need to do is arrange a meeting with an expert in the field and voila!" Caroline reassured the panicking Gabriella as they walked into the Lemon Tree for a late lunch.

"Hmpf! Easy for you to say, it's not you that would be under the microscope," moaned Gabriella as they sat down. Caroline smirked at her client and friend.

"Look if it makes you feel any better I could come with you when the time comes, and it will," she warned her. She knew that if this album took off like it was predicted to do, Gabriella would definitely be invited to the Grammy's at the very least. Gabriella frowned.

"I just want to make good music and sing. Why do I have to do all this shit too?" muttered Gabriella, her brown eyes sad. Caroline shrugged her shoulders.

"You know it's how this industry rolls, they want all the glamour and glitz, the media demand it and so do the fans," Caroline replied pointing out the obvious. The industry was a three-ringed circus with everyone wanting a piece of the artist.

"I guess," mumbled Gabriella, "but I don't have to like it."

Troy was having a bad day. He'd slept badly and woken up at 6am with a raging headache. He'd taken a couple of pills with his juice and only now, two hours later were they finally starting to work. Chad was at the wheel, forcing Troy to grip the door handle for dear life as he dodged from lane to lane as they made their way to the training session. Troy had been silent most of the morning, just grunting in reply to the nonsensical questions and comments the extremely chirpy Chad had thrown his way. Suddenly Chad broke into his reverie by singing off key and loud.

"Wild thing, you make my heart sing, you make everything groovy, come on wild thing," crooned Chad smirking as he glanced over at Troy. Troy groaned and ran a hand through his hair.

"You better not say anything to the guys or you'll be homeless," threatened Troy with a murderous expression on his face. Chad smirked at him.

"Would I?" Chad said innocently, "and what would I say Troy? I know nothing except you got laid. I don't know details do I?" Chad pressed hoping Troy would let something slip in the heat of the moment.

"Hmpf! And that's how it's going to stay," promised Troy. Chad shrugged carelessly.

"Wild thing, I think I need you but I've gotta know for sure. Come on and squeeze me tight, you move me."

"Will you shut the fuck up with that," demanded Troy switching the radio off.

"Hey, it's a good song, appropriate wouldn't you say?" Chad taunted as he pulled into the Staples Center.

"Not a word, remember," threatened Troy as they walked into the building. Chad kept his promise and never uttered a word but his eyes and body language spoke volumes and Zeke never slow to pick up on vibes followed Chad's silent directions. His eyes widened when Troy stripped down to put on his practise kit.

"Hey Troy, glad to see you're still in the game man," Zeke said with a smirk. Troy sent a death glare to Chad, who looked back innocently spreading his arms wide, before frowning at Zeke.

"I don't know what you mean Zeke?" Troy feigned innocence.

"Well if those marks are any indication all your vital organs seem to be in good working order," taunted Zeke, "Sharpay will be pleased." Troy groaned in dismay.

"What the fuck does my sex life have to do with anyone, especially Sharpay," snapped Troy his face growing darker with anger.

"She was getting worried you might be swinging the other way, that's why she was so excited about that Gabriella bird," revealed Zeke a pink tinge staining his cheeks. Chad burst out laughing at the thought and Troy's thunderous countenance.

"Bollocks!" Troy shouted storming towards the door. "Let's just do what we get paid to do and play hoops," he ordered trying to distract them from any more questions.

"I had to get out of there, they were doing my head in," moaned Troy as Gabriella got into his car later that evening and he zoomed up to the end of her road.

"If it's not Batman and Robin back there, then it's Catwoman on the phone." Gabriella giggled and put her hand on his leg to soothe him.

"Catwoman?"

"Yeah Sharpay. I've had a fucking shitty day. Zeke spotted your brand," Troy paused to glance at Gabriella and smile, "with help from Chad of course although he reckons he was innocent, yeah right and Bush is a Democrat, anyway Zeke's obviously gone back home and told Sharpay and now she's ringing my damn phone every two minutes. I'm seriously thinking of changing my number just to get some peace." Troy moaned glancing down at Gabriella's hand on his leg.

"Aw babe, I'm sorry," consoled Gabriella squeezing his leg.

"Don't worry Gabi, it was worth it," he replied smiling wickedly at her.

"Did you know Sharpay thought I was gay," Troy looked insulted. Gabriella laughed out loud.

"Hmm! Well I can certainly assure her that you most definitely aren't," Troy looked questioningly at her, "when it becomes known we're dating I mean," stammered Gabriella with a wide smile.

"So we're still dating? That's a relief, I thought for sure I'd blown it," Troy said with relief putting his hand over Gabriella's as he drove.

"I didn't sleep well last night for thinking about us and if we have to let people in, then that's what we must do. I can't lose you Troy. You mean too much to me," Gabriella beseeched him.

"That's good to hear. I couldn't sleep either for fear of losing you but hearing you say that fills me with confidence to say what the hell, if people find out, they find out and if they don't like it then tough. I can live without them but I can't live without you," stated Troy.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, together," promised Gabriella. Troy turned and smiled at her before concentrating on the road, pulling into a parking space some minutes later in Santa Monica.

"Come on let's walk on the beach, I need some fresh air." They got out of the car and walked down on to the beach, Gabriella slipped off her shoes and felt the soft sand beneath her toes. Troy slung his arm over her shoulder and Gabriella wrapped an arm around his waist as they strolled down to the surf in companionable silence. Gabriella started telling him about her meeting with Caroline and all the offers of work that had come in for her.

"I know how you feel now. It's mind-boggling what some companies want you to do and are prepared to pay for you to do it." Gabriella said with a sigh.

"Crazy stuff huh?" Troy agreed pulling her close and kissing her, Gabriella quickly turning her body so it was fully against him, linking her arms around his neck and playing softly with his hair. Troy slipped his tongue inside her mouth and explored it thoroughly until Gabriella pulled away gasping for air.

"Hmm! I needed that," groaned Troy into the side of her neck as he nuzzled her sensitive spot. Gabriella shivered with feeling as his lips sent shock waves around her body, her nipples hardened and she felt herself getting incredibly wet.

"Troy, you need to stop or I'm going to rape you here and now," warned Gabriella. She felt Troy's mouth curve into a smile.

"I don't think it would be rape Gabi, although that sounds highly erotic," Troy taunted her. Gabriella blushed madly and thumped him on the arm.

"Come on Stud, let's walk some more," she said moving away from him. Troy pulled her back and slipped an arm around her shoulders while Gabriella put her arm around his waist and slipped her hand into his back pocket. They walked along the surf for over an hour, watching the sunset disappear over the ocean before they walked back up the beach towards the car.

"That was fun. I needed that to calm me down after a bitch of a day," Troy said with feeling as he got back in the car. Gabriella smiled at him as she buckled up.

"Glad I could help," she replied, "I enjoyed it too."

"Coffee? I can stop at Starbucks," suggested Troy. Gabriella smiled and nodded. He put the car in gear and drove slowly away from the beach towards the town centre, pulling into the curb outside Starbucks and sprinting in for two takeaways. Gabriella sat and watched him through the window smiling when a little kid approached him. Troy turned and smiled at the kid and nodded, signing the napkin the kid shoved in front of him.

"God! I love him. He's so sweet and kind, what more could I want?" Gabriella felt warm inside at his kind gesture. Two minutes later and Troy was back, handing her the drinks as he jumped into the car, belted up and drove away. Troy pulled up beside their local park and took his drink from her.

"So you've got a meeting with Ryan tomorrow?" asked Troy although he already knew it but wanted it confirming.

"Yea, we're going over the album and stuff. I have to sign some laminated photos that are being shipped out with the album as a special for the Wal-Mart stores so I'm going to be pretty busy all day," sighed Gabriella. Troy frowned.

"I guess I won't be able to see you tomorrow as I've got the game in the evening then I'm going to Palm Springs on Sunday," Troy said regretfully. Gabriella looked at him.

"Are you staying over at your parents?" Gabriella asked. Troy looked back at her.

"I usually do but I have no plans to this time, why?" Troy commented.

"I'd like to see you on Sunday evening if possible, between now and then feels like a lifetime," whispered Gabriella against the rim of her plastic cup. Troy heard the need in her voice and smiled.

"I promise I'll be back by 8.30pm at the latest, okay?" Gabriella smiled although the need she had for him scared her senseless. She'd never felt this needy before, never felt that she couldn't live without seeing someone before.

"Okay. I hope your dad likes his presents," she said smiling at him as she placed her empty cup on the floor.

"I'm sure he will," reassured Troy with a smile, "especially when I tell him you helped me, not that he won't guess I had help. He usually ends up with a pair of socks," Troy added with a laugh. Gabriella joined in and then stared at him in shock when she realised what he'd just said.

"What! You're… going to tell them," she asked hesitantly. Troy nodded and took her hand in his.

"I want to Gabi. My mom will know something's up anyway when I turn up with the presents and she'll know by my face how happy I am. I don't want them to find out from someone else. We've had a couple of close shaves and I'd hate for the public to find out before them." Troy pleaded with Gabriella to understand stroking the back of her hand absently. Gabriella sighed then smiled at him, secretly happy that he wanted to tell his family about their relationship.

"Okay Troy, if it will make you happy then I'm happy too," she agreed. Troy leant over and kissed her softly on the lips but Gabriella pulled him hard against her forcing his lips apart, tasting the coffee flavour on his tongue as hers caressed his, her hands ran up his torso feverishly, her hands slid back down and slipped beneath feeling his warm smooth flesh against her cool hands. Troy groaned as her hands slid up his chest touching his hardened nipples, her fingertips playing with them. Troy moved ever closer forgetting he still held the coffee cup in his hand and spilt some of the cooling coffee over her neck. Gabriella shrieked as the warm liquid slipped down her neck. Troy pushed her back against her seat and let his lips follow the liquid, his tongue licking her neck as he chased it down, opening buttons on her blouse as he continued his mission. The liquid pooled at the base of her bra between her cleavage and Troy lapped up the residue, realising that Gabriella's breathing had increased as a result. Troy lips curved into a smile as he realised where he was, the marauding lips travelled slowly back up stopping to lick her hardened nipple through her silk barrier. Gabriella's breath hitched in her throat as her hand moved up to stroke the back of his head. Troy sucked on her nipple feeling it blossom in his mouth as his tongue licked the tip causing Gabriella to groan. He moved his head to the other and did the same before moving up and capturing her lips with his as he deftly buttoned up her blouse again.

"Wouldn't want them to be jealous now would we?" he smirked as he pulled away. Gabriella giggled.

"Take me home Troy."

Gabriella slept in on Sunday and didn't surface until 11am. Yawning widely she shuffled into the kitchen in her fluffy slippers, her wrap covering the tell-tale marks on her back.

"Morning Tay," she greeted when she spotted Taylor at the little bistro table in the corner. "Hmm! That smells heavenly, nothing like waking up on a Sunday morning to the smell of bacon. Is there any left?" Taylor grinned at her and nodded her head towards the refrigerator.

"So what have you got planned today?" Taylor asked as Gabriella bustled about getting the bacon and putting it in the pan.

"I'm meeting Ryan at 1pm and going to Equinox to do sound and lighting checks and generally understand the backstage layout, dressing rooms and such. You're still okay for Friday night?" Gabriella asked looking over at Taylor.

"I've got that sorted out Gabi. I should have been on the late shift on Friday but Nat agreed to swap if I covered for her tonight." Taylor replied with a smile.

"Hey that's worked out great," exclaimed Gabriella.

"I suppose, I'm covering Nat tonight but I have to do my usually shift too so it's another lovely double for me," grimaced Taylor with a sigh. "Which reminds me, I better get changed, I'm on at 1pm."

"Aw! I'm sorry I'm putting you to so much trouble Tay," Gabriella replied regretfully.

"Don't be, I wouldn't miss your party for anything and I get to spend it with an adorable basketball player too which is a huge incentive," Taylor smirked.

"Thanks Tay, now I wonder who came first, me or Chad? No, don't answer that, I don't think my ego could stand the answer," teased Gabriella holding up a hand mockingly.

"I won't. Don't expect me before eight in the morning. Have a good day at Equinox, I guess it will feel strange being there when it's empty," Taylor said as an afterthought.

"I guess it will," nodded Gabriella as Taylor left the kitchen. Gabriella finished her breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen before heading back to her room to get ready for her busy day. She had just turned on the shower and walked back into her bedroom to get fresh clothes when Taylor stuck her head round the door.

"I'm off now Gabi, see you tomorrow," informed Taylor.

"Have a good day too Tay," bade Gabriella as she walked back into the bathroom. The idea came to her when she was in the shower and she couldn't wait to put it into action. As soon as she had dried herself, she walked into her bedroom and picked her cell phone up off the bedside table. She punched in a familiar number smiling all the while.

Come straight here tonight. Tay is working all night.

She pressed send, putting the phone on her bed as she carried on getting ready for her meeting with Ryan. She was putting on her make up when the phone beeped informing her that the message had been received. She smiled when she thought of his face when he read it. She looked about the room, quickly picking up the odd garment and flinging it into the laundry basket, putting a pair of shoes into her closet, smiling in satisfaction when the room looked tidy again. She rooted through her top drawer grinning when she found what she sought she carried it to her bed and laid it out just as her phone beeped with a message.

What! All night? Yahoo! Expect me at 8.

She giggled when she read it, hugging the phone to her for a moment before slipping it into her purse and heading out the door.

It had been a long day and she felt frazzled but highly satisfied with the venue as she let herself into the apartment at 6.15pm armed with a brown shopping bag that she took straight into the kitchen and started unpacking. She took out a pan and filled it with water and a pinch of salt, she pulled out a carton of ready made sauce she'd bought from Aroma Café and placed that in a plastic container ready to put it in the microwave later. Looking at her handy-work she smiled satisfied with her preparations before taking out a bottle of wine and placing it in the refrigerator. Next she quickly set the table for two adding glasses, cutlery and condiments, placing napkins beside the place settings. She looked at the table frowning before reaching up to a top cabinet and bringing down a candle and holder that she placed in the centre of the table. Nodding in satisfaction she took the final item out of the brown bag, disposing of the bag in the trash can, and carrying her final item through to her bedroom and placing it on the bedside table before going onto the bathroom to shower away the strains of the day. Wrapped in a fluffy towel, she walked back into her bedroom humming happily as she sat on the bed to dry her body, rubbing vanilla moisturiser over her body before slipping into the article of clothing she'd left there earlier today. She slipped her robe over the top, fastening the tie firmly around her waist and walked over to her vanity to dry her hair, running her damp tresses through her fingers to separate the strands as the dryer blew hot hair across her face and down her neck. Once complete, she quickly added lip gloss before putting away her cooling hairdryer. She stood up and glanced around the bedroom giving it the once over walking over and turning on the bedside light and switching off the main one, casting the room into a rosy glow. Satisfied she picked up the wet towel and put it in the laundry basket, stopped to spray her perfume over her neck before closing the door softly behind her.

She went into the lounge and fluffed up the cushions on the sofa, switched on the table lamp and stereo and checked what CD's were in the selector, nodding with satisfaction as the soothing strains of Nora Jones filtered out of the speakers. She glanced at the clock on the stereo, flicked off the overhead light and hurried into the kitchen to set a light to the candle on the table and beneath the pan of water, turning it down to a simmer when she heard a knock on the door. Smiling to herself she walked casually to the door, checking through the spy-hole before opening it slowly. Troy smiled lovingly at her as he walked through the aperture before turning and pushing her against the door to close it, slamming his lips on hers like a starving man. One arm held her close while the other rested against the door holding an enormous bouquet of flowers. Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer and returning his kiss feverishly.

"God I've missed you," he groaned as he released her lips. He looked at her attire and kinked an eyebrow. "I feel overdressed," he added with a chuckle. Gabriella blushed and giggled.

"Not for long though," she promised raunchily.

"Sounds good to me," chuckled Troy handing the flowers to her.

"Oh Troy they're gorgeous," gushed Gabriella, "but you shouldn't have." Troy looked embarrassed.

"Er…I didn't. My mom sent them as a thank you. Not quite worked out yet if they're for helping me pick dad's present or taking me off her hands," muttered Troy. Gabriella laughed at him.

"She's excited though, can't wait to meet you. Amy was giving me grief for not bringing you, she's one of your biggest fans." Troy continued excited with his family's reaction.

"Who's Amy?" Gabriella asked curiously as she walked down the hall holding his hand, leading him into the lounge.

"My kid sister. She's eighteen going on twenty and a real pain in the butt," moaned Troy rolling his eyes, making Gabriella laugh again. "Don't worry though, I've sworn her to secrecy and mom will make sure she does too. See she's really keen to get rid of me," he insisted with a chuckle.

"Let me put these in water. Do you want a drink before supper?" Gabriella asked as she started to walk away.

"Whoa! I didn't think you were feeding me too," he said following her into the kitchen. Gabriella had already found a vase and was filling it with water as she turned her head.

"I have to keep your strength up, it's going to be a long night," she retorted a twinkle in her eye. Troy smirked and walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling his face against her hair.

"So you're going to use and abuse me?" he fired back.

"Something like that although I think it will be mutual," she replied after some thought. She put the flowers in the water and placed the vase on the counter.

"Any chance of an appetiser?" Troy asked hopefully turning her in his arms. Gabriella smirked leaning up to kiss him, threading her hands through his hair as their lips connected, the only sound was the melodic voice of Nora Jones asking to 'come away with me'. Minutes passed as they slaked their thirst, Gabriella the first to break away.

"Wow! I better get cooking fast dessert is going to be wicked," teased Gabriella turning to the simmering pan and turning the heat up, adding the pasta as it gently bubbled.

"Oh yeah! You can bet on it," promised Troy kinking an eyebrow. Troy took the cooled wine from the refrigerator, uncorking the bottle and pouring it into the two wine glasses on the small table. Gabriella set the microwave in motion and drained the pasta, putting it on the two warming plates she'd prepared earlier, jumping slightly as the microwave pinged before adding the sauce and carrying it over to the table.

After finishing their meal, Gabriella tided away the dishes into the dishwasher, blew out the candle and wiped around the counters as Troy carried their wine through to the lounge, following him through minutes later.

"So what was that about dessert?" Troy asked with a smile as she walked over to him. He put his arms around her as their lips met pulling her tightly against him so she could feel all his contours. Their mouths caressed each other, their tongues swirling around each other as Troy raked his hands up and down her back. Gabriella was busy relieving him of his shirt, undoing the buttons one by one, running her forefinger against each inch of skin as it was revealed. Troy groaned as she reached the bottom one, touching his midriff, his muscles contracting with the sensations she was sending to his nerve endings. She pulled her lips from him as she pushed his shirt over his shoulders.

"You have too many clothes on Bolton," she whispered huskily as she finally succeeded in removing his shirt completely, "ah! Much better," she exclaimed as her lips skipped along his chest dropping feather-light kisses on every inch paying particular attention to his raised nipples. Troy slipped his hands around her front pulling at her sash until her robe came loose, his breath hitching in his throat when he saw her red teddy that he last saw tucked in her case.

"Wow! I never dreamed I'd see you in this," he looked in awe at her, Gabriella looked at him puzzled, Troy blushed realising what he'd said, "I…er…Chad…sort of pulled it out of your case," he stammered in embarrassment, his face turning the colour of the teddy. Gabriella giggled as she watched him struggle with his explanation.

"Well this is for your eyes only, not Chad," she teased wiggling her hips. Troy gulped.

"Too frigging right it is," insisted Troy with a frown, "Jesus Gabi, I feel like I'm going to explode," Troy moaned in agony. Gabriella pulled him close with the edge of his jeans.

"Not yet big boy, I have plans remember," she taunted slipping her tongue between his lips as her hands divested him of his jeans in quick time. Troy stood out of his jeans, slipped her robe from her shoulders, picked her up and swung her round, their lips still clinging to each other as he carried her to the sofa, laying her down before joining her. Her hands fluttered down his back her fingernails prominent but not marking him as she caressed his firm muscles stopping at the waistband of his boxers, slipping her fingers inside to touch his lower back. Troy leant sideways so he didn't squash her as he continued his exploration of her gorgeous body in the lacy teddy that screamed sex at him. Troy slid his index finger down the side of her body as his lips slipped to her neck searching for that certain spot that turned her to liquid in his arms, smiling in satisfaction as he heard her moan out his name. She clutched his back as waves of sensation ran through her body. Troy moved his hand to cup her breast, his thumb skimming over her nipple until it bloomed into a hard bud, he pushed aside the teddy and moved his lips down until his mouth covered it, sucking the bud into his mouth, he rolled it around his tongue until Gabriella squirmed beneath him. His questing hand searched but could not find an opening to remove the teddy.

"This might look pretty but how the fuck do you get it off?" Troy groaned in frustration. Gabriella smiled mischievously.

"Bottom," she replied huskily.

"Excuse me?"

"Underneath," she explained with a chuckle. Troy smirked as he located the little press-stud buttons against her vagina, his finger brushed against her extremely wet clit as he pulled them apart one by one. He slipped a finger into her immediately, loving the clenching of her walls, he looked over at her as he added a second noting her darkened irises and heavy eyelids as he moved his fingers inside her, pushing in before teasingly coming back to her opening before pushing back in again. Her breathing accelerated, her bosom rising and falling rapidly as she closed her eyes and shuddered, grasping his shoulder as she climaxed in his arms. Troy pulled his fingers out of her and sat up as he searched his jeans, taking out a Trojan from his back pocket, quickly pulling down his boxers and slipping on the latex covering. He lay back next to her sliding his legs over her until he rested between her legs, his penis touching her opening. Gabriella smiled at him as she slipped her arms around his neck pulling his lips back to hers and wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing her hips up until she felt his penis slide inside her. Troy grunted as he felt him swell even more filling her space, he started to rock, building up a rhythm. The CD player changed and suddenly 'Push It To The Limit' filled the room as Troy pumped and ground his hips against her, his rhythm getting faster and faster. Gabriella tightened her grip around his neck as she pulled back from his lips panting heavily, she tightened her legs, gripping him even tighter as she moved her hips up to meet his thrusts as she neared her orgasm.

"Troy, make it now," she screamed as the waves crashed over her, pulling her into a spinning vortex of desire. Troy held her close as he continued pushing, feeling his ejaculation minutes after. Troy laughed as his heartbeat slowly returned to normality.

"What the hell was that?" he chuckled jerking his head to the stereo. Gabriella giggled against his chest.

"Oops sorry I didn't know that was on there. It's a song my friend Corbin has done."

"Don't apologise, Gabi, I think I got into the groove. Seemed to work anyway," Troy said smugly. Gabriella laughed out loud.

"Well you got into my groove," she returned with a cheeky grin as she sat up on the sofa and reached for her wine. Troy stood, picked up his boxers and walked into her bedroom and minutes later she heard the toilet flush. She hummed softly to the tune as she sipped her wine, contented with her life and feeling that nothing could get any better. Troy walked back in and sat down beside her, slung an arm around her and pulled her across his lap, kissing her forehead. He reached over and picked up his wine glass, drinking deeply. They talked quietly about simple things that had never come up before, their relationship had happened so quickly rather like lighting the fuse of a stick of dynamite, the explosive meeting of their bodies wiping out silly things like what their favourite colour was, their favourite movie, their favourite singer or even the type of music they preferred. Apart from movies they matched on so many levels, their interests so close it scared Gabriella that she was falling so deeply, too fast maybe but she knew she couldn't pull out. It would kill her to walk away from someone who meant the world to her, even in such a short space of time.

They both moved to put their glasses back on the coffee table but their hands collided and the wine spurted out landing on Gabriella's lap. She squealed with the shock of the cool liquid. Troy laughed, bending down to lick the wine off her thighs. He felt her shudder and continued long after the wine had gone. He pushed her teddy right up exposing her burgeoning breasts, her rosy nipples as hard as pebbles, inviting him to lick, suck and nip each one in turn. Gabriella growled deep in her throat as she gripped his neck with her hand, her other hand rested on his leg slowly drawing invisible circles working her way northward until she slipped her hand under the leg of his boxer shorts, her fingertips touched his balls, his soft hair tickling her finger. She delved further moving her hand until she touched the base of his penis, his hardness not a great surprise to her. Troy groaned at her touch and moved nearer to the edge so her questing hand had easier access. Gabriella pulled on his boxers until she'd pulled them down his legs, lifting each one in turn until they were free of the offending clothing, tossing it across the room. He moved his lips down her body stopping at her belly to investigate her naval with his tongue making Gabriella jerk at his touch, causing her to grip his shaft hard as her hands moved up and down his hard trunk. His lips curved into a smile against her skin as they carried on kissing their way down to her thigh slipping between her legs, his tongue licking up her folds, she shudder against him. He moved sideways to gain a better position, swivelling Gabriella until she lay against the sofa, her head resting on the arm. Troy put his hands under her hips tilting her lower body upwards allowing him easier access to her core. His tongue licked up her folds again and again flicking her clit at the end of each run until Gabriella whimpered, then he pushed his tongue into her vagina, stroking her sides again and again, feeling her moist walls tremble and convulse as she cried out in her climax. He slowly removed his tongue, his lips capturing the juices that spilled from her. He moved up and kissed her lips just as 'Stay With Me Till Dawn' oozed through the speakers. He scooped her up in his arms, holding her close as he stood up straight.

"I will and beyond," he whispered in her ear as he carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

"What time is Taylor due back?" he asked as he climbed onto the bed.

"Er, 8 o'clock I think she said," replied Gabriella.

"God I hope you're right, there's clothes everywhere in there, maybe I should go and pick them up," suggested Troy.

"I guess," replied a sleepy Gabriella.

"Hey! Don't you go to sleep on me yet, I haven't had the cheese and biscuits," warned Troy with a chuckle. Gabriella gave him a sleepy smile. Troy dashed into the other room scooping up garments and shoes quickly before scooting back into her bedroom and shutting the door. Gabriella lay under the cover with her eyes closed. Troy sighed as he slipped in beside her and pulled her close, kissing her forehead. She snuggled up close breathing in his manly scent, her fingers brushed against his chest and wandered up to his nipples pulling on each one gently.

"I thought you were asleep," he murmured against her hair. Gabriella moved her face close to his.

"I was but you're still peckish and I can't have my man going hungry," she replied against his lips before taking them into her mouth. Troy pushed her back against the plump pillows and deepened the kiss, taking her hands and holding them up and across the pillows anchoring her to the bed as his questing lips covered every inch of her face before making a wide sweep of her neck, finding and hitting her sweet spot at the first attempt. She writhed beneath him turning him on more than ever. He carried on tormenting her pulling on first one nipple and then the other until she whimpered.

"For god's sake Troy, you're killing me here," she screamed as she tried to wrap her legs around him but he had her pinned in such a way she couldn't manage to do it.

"Fuck! My jeans are at the other side of the room," groaned Troy in frustration. Gabriella smirked at him.

"If I help you will you help me?" Gabriella taunted him. Troy rolled his eyes before nodding.

"Bedside table, I bought a supply today," she giggled at his wide-eyed look. "Well a girl's got to be prepared, that's what the Guides taught me anyway." Troy gave her his beaming smile as he reached over and opened the box to retrieve a condom, ripping the paper with his teeth.

"This will be fun," teased Gabriella as Troy sent her a questing look, "watching you put that on one-handed."

"Damnit! And I thought I could have my wicked way with you," he teased as he released her hands.

"Oh but you can," she breathed against his ear, "although it's more fun if it's a joint effort," she added as she took the condom from his fingers and rolling it over his cock, smoothing it up his engorged shaft. Troy smirked at her, pushing her back against the pillows.

"Now where were we," he whispered against her ear, his questing fingers starting his pleasure trek all over again. He finally eased between her legs, thrusting into her in one fluid movement. Gabriella sighed with pleasure at the invasion loving the feel of him inside her especially when he "ooh, did that, oh and that too." Troy lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders as he pushed in further, the angle more acute for Gabriella, reaching new depths as he slowly, oh so slowly moved backwards and forwards dragging the pleasure out for both Gabriella and him, teasing and stroking her.

"Faster Troy, I want it faster, harder," she moaned against his ear as the pressure became intolerable, the pain such a pleasure she felt she was dying with the ecstasy that enveloped her.

"Oh god, I'm coming, I'm coming," she screamed loudly as lights exploded before her eyes.

"Me too, hang on darling," growled Troy as if in pain as his orgasm hit new heights.

"Wow! Thank you, that was amazing," she gushed as she reached terra firma again.

"Yeah, it was. I think I got the after dinner mints too," Troy whispered as he removed the condom and dropped it to the floor beside the bed, too tired to walk into the bathroom. He pulled the covers over them and pulled Gabriella close, spooning into her bottom as sleep claimed him.

Taylor let herself into the apartment, rubbing her eyes and swearing to herself that she was never going to work a double shift again, all she wanted was a cup of coffee seeing as she hadn't drank anything for the past five hours and then slip in a comatose sleep, dreaming of her bed had been the only thing keeping her upright for the past three hours, as she walked tiredly into the kitchen stopping immediately on seeing the stunning bouquet of flowers.

"Ooh! I wonder where they came from?" Taylor thought as she went over to inspect them more closely, shrugging when she couldn't see a card attached. She went and filled the coffee pot and switched it on before leaving the kitchen and walking into the lounge. Her mouth gaped open when she spotted the empty glasses on the coffee table.

"Hmm! I wonder who Gabriella had over," she pondered the question as her eyes flickered around the room stopping and staring in amazement at a pair of boxers hanging from the speaker. A big grin split her face as she walked over to retrieve them, carrying them back into the kitchen on her index fingers, twirling them around as she walked back, her eyes shooting towards Gabriella's closed bedroom door.

"I guess he's still here then unless he's gone commando." The coffee had filtered through the system and after placing the boxers on the counter top she took a cup out of the cabinet, added a sugar cube, a splash of milk and poured in the coffee stirring it with a spoon. She carried the cup out of the kitchen, a flash of movement caught the corner of her eye and she turned her head just in time to see the back and bare arse of a man disappearing into Gabriella's room, a familiar looking man at that. Taylor's eyes gleamed with relish and her beaming smile just grew and grew as she hugged the knowledge to herself.

"Yes! There is a god," she whispered punching her free hand in the air in victory in the silence of the apartment, "You are so busted."

I really hope you like this chapter and I hope I did you and it justice. I know from the reviews that you have been screaming for a reveal for ages, well here is the first one anyway.

Ps. Song titles and lyrics used are Wild Thing by The Troggs, Come away with me by Nora Jones, Push it to the limit by the one and only Corbin Bleu and Stay with me till dawn by Judy Tzuke.