Paul silently reached over and drew a single finger down the length of Gabriel's spine, running down the valley and the red lines that marred that beautiful curvature. He remembered those first fitful nights, how Gabriel would shake in his dreams and wake gasping. He tried to hide it, he was so quiet even in his terror, but Paul had noticed. He found that if he beat the boy to exhaustion the dreams abated so Paul did so as often as he could, with healing time permitted.<br/><br/>It had taken some time for Gabriel to adjust to Paul's life but not nearly as long as he predicted. And Paul took no time at all to adjust to Gabriel. He had wanted the boy so badly he didnt even let the boy pick up his things from his apartment. Paul had paid a moving service to take care of Gabriel's possessions while they had gone shopping. He had outfitted Gabriel with an entire wardrobe and an arsenal of new toys. By the time they came back, Gabriel's things were already integrated into the decor of Paul's home.<br/><br/>Just like that, Gabriel had become a fixture in Paul's life.<br/><br/>Every morning Paul worked out in the predawn light, showered, and had breakfast just as the rest of the world began to wake. He was often gone before Gabriel had even made it out of bed. Sometimes he left specific instructions, little notecards on the dresser for Gabriel to wear a certain something or complete a special task or be at a place at a precise time. If he didnt leave a note, sometimes he would text Gabriel later when he was bored during meetings or struck with sudden naughty inspiration. He would come by during his lunch break to use his boy and then go back to work. Sometimes he would leave nothing at all and not contact Gabriel all day.<br/><br/>No matter what, in the evening he expected Gabriel to be dressed and they would go out to dinner and when they returned, Paul would peel Gabriel's clothes off and use him however he saw fit. Just as he had last night.<br/><br/>Paul had given him free use of the apartment, the kitchen, the private car service and a platinum gold credit card. Gabriel could do anything, buy anything, go anywhere he wished as long as it didnt impede Paul's instructions or their evening dinner.<br/><br/>So far he had adhered beautifully to Paul's rules. He fit effortlessly, perfectly, slotted at Paul's side as if he were made to be there.<br/><br/>Paul's wandering finger ended at the base of Gabriel's spine, just between the delightful dimples above his backside. He was breathtakingly beautiful and for the first time, Paul seriously considered canceling his workday just to spend more time with his angel.