The boss is taking shuddering gulps of air with every small nudge that Jesse pushes his fingers in deeper. He honestly sounds close to a panic attack, but every time Jesse halts, his other hand slowly petting along one of Gabriel’s thick thighs, the man gets ridiculously stubborn, growling and trying to fuck himself back despite the obvious weakness in his knees.

“Nothin’ has happened yet,” Jesse murmurs, a toothpick clenched delicately between his teeth. “Just relax.”

“Move your fucking fingers,” Gabriel snaps back, voice hoarse, insides quivering around the three thick fingers McCree has him spread on.

Just a few years ago, Jesse would have responded with spite; maybe twisting his fingers apart and against the desperate clench of Gabriel’s rim just to make him hurt.

Now, years later and a few pounds heavier, he just hums and turns his wrist; fingers rubbing lovingly against those soft, slick insides.

He slowly pulls out, then, eyes watching the soft gape of his boss’ hole; the dark red insides of his intestines before it tries to clench down. Gabriel is breathing deeply, head falling down between his bracing elbows; probably staring along his heaving belly and the undecided, halfhard swing of his dick.

“Ready for more?” Jesse asks slowly, barely moving his lips. He doesn’t want to loose the toothpick.

He has prepared himself earlier; meticulously clipping down the nails on his right hand; washing it vigorously before coming in. Now it feels strangely cold without Gabriel’s warm body hugging him.

While Gabriel growls abuse at him, sounding weak and wrecked already, he slicks his hand up anew, and puts the three fingers from earlier to the rim. They slide in easily; gliding slow and satisfying into his boss’ body – until his pinky meets the soft rim and Gabriel tenses up, shoulders hunching, breath stalling.

“Easy, now.” Jesse rubs his dry hand along Gabriel’s back, eyes fixed on his ass, brows drawn low in concentration as he twists his wrist and pushes, and twists and pushes.. gently… insistently…

And suddenly Gabriel whines, punched out and broken right in the back of his throat and Jesse can slide in; slow rocking motions that bring him farther in bit by bit.

His mouth is hanging open, toothpick clenched between two teeth on his lower jaw. He can’t believe Gabriel is taking four of his fingers.

He can’t believe he’ll be taking even more.

Gabriel is shaking the deeper it gets; the wider the stretch becomes as they leave the minimal intrusion of Jesse’s fingers tightly pushed together, and enter the wider part leading to his knuckles.

Jesse can feel sweat prickling on the back of his neck. His mouth goes dry.

“Ho, there,” he murmurs, hand heavy on the small of Gabriel’s back. He is talking to him like he would to a horse, but Gabriel seems too far gone to notice anything trivial like that.

Jesse moves slowly, fucks him carefully on four fingers, just shy of pushing his thick knuckles through, and Gabriel’s knees start slipping apart, the tension slowly seeping from his body as he whines long and ridiculously high.

Jesse has to move; putting his own knees to support his boss as he lets him get used to the thought of this – and then suddenly pushes in deeper… not with a jerk but with gentle determination –

and Gabriel cries out but just like that, Jesse’s knuckles have popped in and his goddamn fucking palm is inside his boss; he can feel him hot and quivering around his hand and Gabriel is making sounds like he is losing his goddamn mind – like he has already lost it and Jesse McCree is literally fucking him stupid…

Jesse doesn’t dare to pull out fully once more. He fumbles with his other hand for the lube and squirts a mess half on and half off his hand. Gabriel is very still now – his shoulders and cheek are on the bed. He is sweating, brown skin gleaming velvety in the light Jesse has kept on so he’d be able to see everything he was doing.

Gabriel had not been happy about it, but – “I’m gonna stick my goddamn fist up your ass, boss. I wanna see what I’m doin’.”

“That’s it. Just relax for me. It’s over soon. We’re almost there.” He’s keeping up a low, crooning babble of encouragement but he’s not sure how much even registers with Gabriel.

He carefully pulls back, letting his knuckles pop out (Gabriel jerks and gurgles into the comforter), and tucks his thumb into his palm tightly. Everything is slick with lube; generously so.

Jesse can’t stop staring at his own wrist. It is thick and hairy and soon Gabriel will-

He presses in carefully.

Gabriel takes it, grunting at the knuckles, not yet feeling the new addition that Jesse is carefully slipping in – but oh he does feel it when they move farther… when his rim slides against the swell at the ball of Jesse’s thumb.

Jesse can see his toes moving in his periphery; curling and uncurling along with his fingers; kneading the bedspread like a kitten, quiet and docile as he gets spread open on Jesse’s hand.

It is not difficult to manipulate the rest of it inside; to have the buttery soft muscle wrapped around that thick, hairy wrist he’s been staring at moments earlier.

His whole hand is so very warm.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” he croaks because he can just not say it. It is like he is holding Gabriel’s heart in his palm; quick and fluttery as his inner muscles bear down on him – not as hard as Jesse thought they would… more like a curious squeeze; a flutter and then a quick capitulation as Gabriel’s whole body just gives it up for Jesse.

“I’m gonna,” he rasps, then stops. Swallows. Clears his throat. “I’m gonna make a fist now, ok?”

Gabriel groans low and heartfelt. His cock is no longer indecisive; it is hard and swinging between his thighs even as this very temperamental man looks to be almost catatonic; seemingly dumbfounded by his own daring.

Jesse carefully, starts bending his fingers.

He is inside his boss.

He has his whole hand inside his boss.

It’d be so easy to pump fuck him now; fuck him on his arm…

“So hot, boss,” Jesse mumbles, leans down, presses a sloppy kiss against Gabriel’s ass cheek after spitting the toothpick to the side. “So fucking hot.”