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Gabe drove with his right hand resting comfortably on Xander's supple thigh. He didn't really mind, so long as Gabriel didn't try anything. The drive was short, and they arrived at Gabriel's cozy, two-floored bungalow. Xander looked over at him, confused. The house couldn't fit more than a few bedrooms at most, never mind Gabe's huge family. "I live alone. My parents live a few blocks away." Gabriel explained, unfazed by Xander's reaction. It sort of made sense, as they were both 18, Gabriel nearly 19. But a house? At just 18? Xander shook his head. He'd never understand rich people.

Gabe showed him around the small house, only avoiding his closet and the basement. "What, is your kink collection in there?" Xander joked when they passed by the closet, wordlessly. "Yes, actually. But only my favorites." Gabe explained. Xander glanced at him warily, unsure if he was being serious or not. Gabriel gestured for him to open the closet doors, and he did. The closet was huge, and filled with any sex toy imaginable. Plugs, sounding rods, various vibrators, and not to mention the ropes, costumes and headbands. Everything still had tags on it, or was sealed in packaging. "As you can see, this all has never been used. I recently re-stocked, so if we ever used any of it, you'll be the first and only one to use them." Gabriel informed him, and again, Xander believed him for some reason. Even as he reached for a bear-eared headband. He turned back, glancing at Gabe again, hesitant. "You can, if you'd like" Gabe urged sweetly, hoping for compliance just this goddamn once from his bratty boyfriend.