A/N: Alright so the title is taken from the episode of Futurama of the same name. I was watching it and the title just kinda got my mind thinking of some nice Destiel airplane smut and then I sat down and started typing and this just sorta well…happened. So since this somehow turned into Sabriel I shall write a second chapter for my original Destiel plan.
Part One: Sam and Gabriel's Flight To Remember
"Seriously Sam, we couldn't have traveled any other way?"
Sam rolled his eyes for what felt like the millionth time. "Hey, it's not my fault the chick was buried in Germany!"
"I know," Dean, whined, gripping the arm rest until his knuckles turned white even though the plane hadn't even taken off yet, "But-"
"No," Sam cut him off. "The only other way would be to take a boat, which would take God knows how long and who knows how many more people her spirit could kill over that time."
They fell into a tense silence as the plane took flight. Dean managed to keep his cool until they hit turbulence about an hour into the flight. Dean squeezed his eyes shut as tightly as possible. "I just wish that Cass was here," He panted, his voice coming out sounding like a broken sob.
"Hello, Dean."
Dean opened his eyes to see Castiel sitting in the seat between himself and Sam. "Cass!" He exclaimed, barely restraining himself from hugging the angel. "Wow, dude I didn't mean for you to actually show up here."
"Oh," Castiel breathed. "Either way I'm here now, so if I can be of any assistance in aiding your relaxation, please just let me know." He settled back into his seat.
"You planning on staying?" Dean asked puzzled.
Castiel nodded. "Yes, Dean. I had to use a considerable amount of my remaining 'mojo' to get myself here. I feel it would be a waist to simply leave; that's why I offered my assistance."
Dean smiled sappily at the angel, but felt the need to say something that would end the borderline-chick-flick moment. "Well, I hate to break it to you, buddy, but about the only thing that would relax me at this point is joining the mile high club."
Castiel tilted his head for a moment before answering, "I can arrange to assist you in the matter, if you wish."
Dean nearly choked on his own saliva as Sam burst out laughing next to them. "Cass, dude, do you even know what the 'mile high club' is?" Sam asked between bouts of laughter.
Castiel nodded, glancing between the brothers, "Yes, to my understanding it is when two or more people engage in a sexual act while aboard an airplane. Is this information incorrect?"
"Uh, no, that, uh, pretty much sums it up," Sam told him, completely shocked, while Dean simply stared open-mouthed at Castiel.
Castiel nodded again, turning to Dean. "If you believe that that would improve your situation I am more than willing to assist."
Dean finally got his voice back, "Cass, did you just…" He trailed off, glancing around them to be sure that no one was listening. "Did you just offer to let me deflower you on an airplane?"
Castiel nodded, his expression neutral, "Yes Dean. I-" His words were suddenly cut off by Dean's lips.
Sam watched with wide eyes as his brother, reached a hand up to knot in Castiel's dark hair as he deepened the kiss. Sam remained frozen until he heard Castiel let out a small, whimper-like moan at his hair being pulled. The younger hunter cleared his throat uncomfortably. The other two continued to ignore him, Castiel even removing himself from his own seat to sit on Dean's lap, while reaching his own hand up to pull at the back of Dean's spiky hair. Sam cleared his throat again, louder and more deliberate.
The two finally separated with a moist pop. "Yes, Sam?" Castiel rasped, his lips wet and swollen.
"It's just, um, you don't usually join the mile high club with a third person sitting here watching," Sam explained.
"Oh," Castiel sighed. "How rude of me, would you like to join."
A yes was on the tip of Sam's tongue, but then he looked to his brother who was glaring at him with a look that said very clearly: Touch my angel and die, Motherfucker. Sam gulped and shook his head, "No uh, I'm good. Just maybe…I don't know, move to the bathroom maybe?"
Castiel nodded, removing himself from Dean's lap and pulling the hunter down the aisle with him.
Sam sighed, leaning back against his seat and wondered if any of his few fellow passengers would notice if he were to jerk off to the image of his brother fucking Castiel in the nearest bathroom.
"No need, Sammy."
Sam looked up startled to see Gabriel sitting next to him. His jaw dropped, "Gabriel? I thought you were-"
"Dead?" The archangel offered.
"Well…yeah."
"Yeah, been getting that a lot," Gabriel said with a wave of his hand. "Now back to those lovely thoughts you were having about Deano and Cassie getting it on in the bathroom."
Sam blushed, "What about them?"
Gabriel's eyes lit up mischievously and he slid down from where he was sitting to move so that he was crouched on the floor in front of Sam. "On second thought; forget them, we can have our own fun," He winked, pushing the hunter's legs apart.
"Gabriel," Sam whispered fiercely, looking around them.
His smile turned into a full on smirk as he quoted, "'Just call me Gabe. No one can see me or hear me, but you.'" And with that he was unbuttoning Sam's jeans.
"Gabr- " Sam's sentence turned into a soft moan and Gabriel's hand entered his boxers and began massaging his slowly-hardening cock through his boxers.
Gabriel continued to smirk as he pushed the fabric of Sam's jeans aside and pushed the waistband of the hunter's boxers down enough to pull his engorged cock out. "Didn't quite catch that, Sammy," He whispered before leaning down to lap at the head of Sam's cock.
Sam responded with a low groan, his hands tightening on the armrests. "Gabriel," He began finally, "I-"
"Time's up," Gabriel grinned, sucking the first couple inches of Sam's member into his mouth. He began bobbing his mouth up and down at a steady pace; making noises that Sam decided should be illegal. He finally pulled off, only to lick the underside of Sam's cock from root to tip. "Damn, Sammy, I knew you'd be big, but…" He let out a shuddery moan and went back down on the hunter, quickly taking all ten inches of the hunters cock into the moist heat of his mouth.
"Oh, Gabe," Sam chocked out, his head rocking back against the seat.
Gabriel smirked around his mouthful, moving one of his hands from Sam's thigh to reach up and massage his balls.
Sam shuddered at the new sensation, removing one of his hands from gripping the armrests to knot in the back of Gabriel's hair.
Gabriel moaned happily as Sam began bucking his hips up, fucking his cock, deeper and deeper into the archangel's mouth.
"Gabe," He panted the archangel's name, all other beings currently forgotten in his state of ecstasy. "Gabe, I'm close."
Gabriel nodded, squeezing one of the hunter's balls and then the other as he began humming around his cock.
A strangled moan escaped Sam's lips as he began fucking up into Gabriel's mouth harder and faster, unable to get enough of the shorter man's amazing mouth. "Fuck Gabe, you're gonna make me come so hard."
Gabriel pulled all the way off and proceeded to lick and suck all of the pre-come Sam's cock had been leaking at a steady pace. "That's kinda the point of this whole thing, genius," He smirked, digging the tip of his tongue into Sam's slit. Gabriel moved his gaze up to look into Sam's lust-blown eyes. He slowly ran his tongue along his lips, licking away all the pre-come and saliva there, before winking and returning to deep-throating Sam's cock.
"Fuck, Gabe, so fucking good," Sam panted. Gabriel swallowed, causing his throat muscles to contract around Sam's cock and that was it for the hunter. Sam saw stars, his hips arching up off the seat as he shot thick rope after rope of come down Gabriel's throat.
Gabriel kept his mouth firmly in place as he continued to suck Sam's cock and massage his balls, milking the hunter of every drop of come he had to offer. He finally released the hunter's softening member with a wet pop and a grin on his face. He stood and reached a hand out to caress Sam's flushed cheek, "So damn beautiful."
Sam huffed out a small laugh, opening his eyes to see Gabriel standing in front of him. His eyes quickly traveled from the archangel's honey-colored eyes to the tent in the front of his pants. "Want me to help with that?" Sam asked in a rough, completely fucked-out voice, managing a small smirk.
"Thought you'd never ask, Samsquatch."
Sam pulled Gabriel forward by his hips and made quick work of getting all fabric out of the way. He paused once Gabriel's swollen and leaking cock was exposed completely mere inches from his face. Sam had never done anything like this with a guy and his mind was now threatening to have second thoughts. Then the fact came through that Gabriel wasn't exactly a guy, sure he was in a guy's body, but inside, he was a giant ball of celestial intent. Sam nodded to himself, moving his hands around to Gabriel's jean clad ass, using it to pull the archangel all the way to him.
Gabriel gasped as his cock was enveloped in the heat of Sam's mouth. He wasn't going to lie; he had not been expecting this. A hand job maybe, but this? He moaned, tangling one of his hands in Sam's hair as the hunter took more and more of him into his mouth.
Sam backed off slightly to tongue at Gabriel's slit for a moment, loving the breathless moans it was causing. Sam exhaled slowly, blowing warm air onto the head of Gabriel's cock, causing the shorter man to shiver. Satisfied Sam took the majority of Gabriel's cock back into his mouth.
Gabriel's legs shook as Sam sucked his cock harder and harder. "Fuck, Sam!" Gabriel exclaimed, allowing the top half of his body to rest against the seat behind him.
Sam pulled off again only to suck one of Gabriel's previously neglected balls into his mouth.
"Oh!" Gabriel's head rocked back on his shoulders as he moved both hands to hold onto Sam for dear life.
The hunter licked his way up Gabriel's shaft, blowing at the head again before taking all seven inches of the archangel's cock into his mouth.
"Sammy, Oh! Oh, Sammy, oh, fuck, fuck. I'm gonna fucking come, Sam!" Sam hummed his consent, the vibrations throwing Gabriel over the edge into his orgasm. "Oh, Sammy," He moaned, shooting his release across the hunter's tongue in several spurts of white.
Sam released Gabriel's cock, panting as he swallowed the archangel's come.
Gabriel quickly tucked himself away before kneeling and doing the same for Sam. He stood again, looking down at Sam awkwardly for a moment, "So…" He trailed off becoming lost for words for the first time in his existence.
"So that was pretty fucking amazing," Sam offered.
Gabriel made a small noise between a yell and a squeak, launching himself forward onto Sam's lap and began peppering the hunter's face with kisses. "Yes, it was the most amazing thing ever and-" He seemed to remember himself then and slowly stood from Sam's lap.
Sam laughed, pulling Gabriel back down into his lap. "Maybe we could do this again sometime?"
Gabriel's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Hellz yeah! And we don't even have to be on an airplane!" He smiled, leaning over to capture Sam's lips in a slow, passionate kiss. "Well gotta fly."
"Bye, Gabe," Sam told him.
Gabriel smiled and with a flutter of wings was gone.
Sam let out a long sigh and collapsed contently back into his seat.
TO BE CONTINUED…With Destiel :)
A/N#2: Okay so let me know what you think. My muse and I survive off of reviews so if we don't get any, you shall never see the Destiel chapter *dramatic music*
P.S. This is the first time I've ever written Sabriel smut so, please let me know how I did with that :)
