**TRIGGERS**

SEXUAL ABUSE MENTIONS; please do not read this chapter is you do not feel comfortable with the topic mentioned! <3

By the time school was over, Xander felt mentally and physically exhausted. He audibly groaned when he found Gabriel waiting for him at his locker after personal finance, his own leather Reebok bag over his shoulder and Gabe's black and neon pink duffle in hand. " Cmon Xannie!" Gabe called cheerfully. Xander gave him a sharp glare, and gently tugged his bag out of Gabe's arms. He paused for a moment, studying Gabe's slight stature. Xander then slung his bag over his shoulder, and rC'mond for Gabe's bag. "How sweet," Gabe commented, smirking as he handed over his leather Reebok. Xander "oomph'-ed under the weight. "Whats in here?" he cried, bewildered at how such a tiny person could handle that weight so easily. "My AP books?" Gabe replied in an " uh, duh" tone.

They made it to Gabe's car before Xander finally asked, "what about drama?" Gabe scoffed. "We quit. You hated it anyway." Xander didn't argue, didnt have enough energy to care. He flopped into the passenger seat of the Porsche, and tossed the bags into the backseat. On the short drive back to Gabe's place, Gabe reminded him that, since it was a "training session", Gabe was going to act like a dom, and he was not going to go easy on Xander "Discipline is key to these sessions. The quicker you learn that, the easier it will be for you," Gabe concluded, pulling up to the house. When they got inside, Gabe slipped off his shoes by the door, and motioned for Xander to follow suit. "Well, sub." Gabe growled in a newly authoritative voice while leading the way to his room. "Let's find you something suitable to wear while you're here." Gabe threw open the closet doors and began rummaging through the clothes. Xander stood back, blushing at the numerous toys yet again. Gabe noticed and smiled softly. "Don't worry, we won't be using those for a while." Xander nodded but internally panicked at the thought of later. Gabriel tossed some items and smiled wickedly. "Change. Make it quick, i don't like to be left waiting." He left the room, keeping the door slightly ajar in case Xander needed something. Xander had no issue with the top, a simple black sleeveless turtleneck that hemmed just above his pecs, and would surely expose his nipples if he moved too much. He did, however, begin to struggle with the fishnet tights. He fell, trying to shimmy them over his muscular calves and thighs, tangling them, and landing on the bed. Giving up, he reluctantly cried, "Gabe!" Feeling stupid and helpless, he lay there waiting, as Gabe sauntered in. Gabe paused at the door, studying the scene before him. Xander was flushed a pretty pink at the cheeks and was in just the top and his curve-hugging briefs. He was leaned back, legs partially raised from his fall with the tights tangled around his calves and feet. As Gabe came closer, he noticed the sparkle of hot tears in Xander's eyes. 'Does he even realize how he looks right now?' Gabe thought absently, his mind diving into wild fantasies. His hand twitched, and he desperately wished he had a crop. He strode over to Xander, and leaned over him menacingly. "What did you do?" he asked Xander, his face a cold mask of disinterest. Xander whimpered, sensing the hot tension rolling off Gabriel in waves. In a quick swipe, Gabe tore away the tights, leaving them discarded on the floor. "Gabe, I-" Xander whispered, and was cut off as Gabe pinned him to the bed with a soft 'thump' as he dropped his weight onto his hands, positioned on either side of Xander's head. Xander's legs were squeezed around Gabe's tiny waist, a subconscious reaction. "What a naughty brat, trying to seduce me on his first session." Gabe whispered, leaning ever-closer. Xander hated himself for it, but he found himself angling his head toward Gabe's, knowing damn well that he was slipping into that pit, but not caring. Gabe paused, hovering just out of reach from Xander's mouth. He suddenly gave a harsh smack to Xander's right thigh, making the younger whimper and flinch briefly. Gabe's eyes sparkled with hot delight at the sound, and he gave another slap to Xander's left thigh, and his whimper progressed into a soft moan. Gabe leaned in, his warm breath ghosting over Xander's right ear and Gabe spoke. "So eager for me aren't you, Xander?"

But Xander didn't answer. He couldn't. His mind was reeling, even as he felt Gabe's long, pretty fingers ghost over his ass through his thin boxers. Gabe's voice sounded muddled as he continued to whisper to him. "You can't wait for me, huh? Look, already trembling with need~" But his voice changed, going from warm honey to sugared razors. "You want it too, don't you, Xannie, don't you? See, look how good you spread your pretty legs." Jeremy whispered to him. "S-stop..." Xander whispered weakly as hot tears slid down his cheeks in twin rivulets. "P-please, don't, stop! STOP, I DON'T WANT IT! I WON'T TELL JEREMY, I WON'T! I PROMISE!" Gabe gathered a trembling Xander into his arms, rocking him softly, listening to the quiet begs and pleas, wishing he had known.

Some pretty heavy stuff coming up in the next couple of updates, so be forewarned.

Love yall from the heart of my bottom 🖤