Forever & an Engine by C. J. Fallowfield

poured myself another glass of coke.
    ‘You’d
break up with me over pizza?’
    ‘Well I was
only after you for no strings mind blowing sex and as I’m no longer getting any
and you’re criticising my first love, then yes, sorry you’re history. Lexi was
right, sexually you’re a slacker.’
    ‘A
slacker?’ His eyes narrowed as he fixed me with a glare. ‘We’ve had sex 5 times
in less than 24 hours, not to mention the numerous extra orgasms I’ve given
you. If I’d not eaten so much I was likely to vomit on you, I’d bend you over
the sofa and show you how bloody unslack I am,’ he growled. I chuckled as he
looked all affronted.
    ‘Yeah,
promises promises. So you’re not ready for ice cream then?’
    ‘NO, you
can’t seriously want it already?’
    ‘No not
yet, just wanted to see your face.’ I picked up his two slices and put them in
my box and shut the lid of both. ‘Ok I need to pee then bring on Vin. Do you
want another coke?’
    ‘No, but a
glass of water would be great thanks.’
    When I was
done I headed into his lounge and grabbed the cream throw to take down and got
him an iced water.
    ‘Gabe thanks
for doing this with me, I’m having so much fun.’
    ‘Glad to
hear it, come here baby, sit between my legs. You got the throw, are you cold?’
    ‘Not cold
no, I just like to get cosy and hunker down when I’ve eaten and I’m watching TV
or a film.’ He opened his legs and I shuffled back and leaned back on his chest
as he wrapped his arms around me and went under my t-shirt to caress my
stomach. I grabbed the throw and pulled it over me. ‘Ok, Vin me up.’
    ‘You really
masturbate to him?’
    ‘Mainly to
Stephen Amell, he’s so hot, but with Vin yes it’s been known to happen, his
voice is so sexy. Lexi doesn’t see it, but he really does it for me.’
    ‘Great
thanks,’ he sulked.
    ‘O Gabe
don’t get upset. They’re just my fantasies, I’ve something better for my
reality now, I’ve got you.’ I tilted my head back for a kiss and sighed happily
for a few minutes until he pulled away. I put my hands into my t-shirt and we
locked fingers as the film started. I felt Gabe laughing as I oooo’d and
ahhhh’d at the action and about half way through he apologised and pressed
pause. ‘GABE, what are you doing?’
    ‘Sorry baby,
but now I need to pee and I don’t want to miss anything. Don’t move I’ll climb
up and out,’ he said with a kiss to my neck. I sat forwards as he left go of me
and stood up on the chair and jumped off.
    ‘Can you
bring the ice cream and two spoons?’
    ‘You don’t
want a bowl?’
    ‘No! You
eat out of the tub, like eating fish and chips out of a newspaper. It’s not the
same in a bowl.’
    ‘I’m going
to have to break up with you on grounds of crazy ideas with food.’ He kissed me
and headed upstairs. I checked my phone, but there was no message from Lexi. I
was going to have to have words with her about lack of sharing when it came to
her own personal life. Gabe came back in and climbed back up onto the sofa and
slid down behind me and handed me the tub of cookie dough. He’d wrapped a tea
towel around it so my hands wouldn’t get cold, he really could be so sweet
sometimes and he wondered why Julie had fallen in love with him?
    ‘Thanks
Gabe. I’ll put it on the side for a while as I don’t like it cold.’
    ‘It’s ice
cream, it’s meant to be cold,’ he laughed. ‘Hence the term “ice” being used in
part of its name.’
    ‘So? Salad
Cream doesn’t contain salad, names aren’t always true to a dish Mr Smug.’
    ‘So you
really don’t eat ice cream straight from the freezer?’
    ‘No, you
don’t get full flavour if you eat it solid, it needs to soften up. Let’s put it
in terms you understand then, it’s a bit like uncorking a good bottle of red
wine, you don’t just gulp it down, you leave it to stand, to breathe and warm
up to enhance the flavour. That’s what you do with ice cream.’
    ‘You’re