Gabrielle smiled at her boyfriend in response to his comment before messing with him. A little bit. "What makes you think you can make me do that?" She teased him as he laid her down on the couch. Gabrielle gasped softly when she felt his strong, warm hand on her stomach which slowly slid its way over to her clothed breasts. His hand resting on the material that held her breasts up and concealed them from him.  Her hand sliding behind his neck and stroking his hair while their tongues danced together once more. She shifted her legs, spreading them enough for him to lie on top of her comfortably.