HK: You guys have been getting used to fluff and vanilla from me, hmm? Here let me fix that. ;) For Sanity's-Overrated because she won our little race earlier with the fics. Dunno if this is what you were thinking, darling, but here it is! XD This is exactly why I shouldn't be allowed to write after 1 am. X)

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any derivatives thereof! Except my cracky little alternate universes. :P But I make no money from them.

WARNINGS! Slash, blow jobs, Gabriel (he always needs his own)

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Gabriel lounged lazily on the bed, smirking over at Sam Winchester. The human was at a table, trying to focus on his computer. It was hard when Gabriel was stretching himself out provocatively so that his shirt rode up, revealing the bare skin of his hip.

The fact that he was deep throating popsicles didn't really help.

He pulled one out of his mouth with an obscene sucking noise, rolling over onto his stomach and grinning at Sam.

"How's it coming, Sammy?" He asked cheerfully. Sam gritted his teeth.

"It's Sam," the hunter ground out, not taking his eyes from the computer screen. It was no good… he couldn't focus on the words. He had read the first line on this page four times, and he still couldn't remember what came after "The". Gabriel chuckled, probably reading his mind.

"Not well then? You know I could help you… for a price." The arch angel waggled his eyebrows at Sam and the hunter gave up, flipping his laptop shut and turning to face the angel head on.

"What price? You've been distracting me this entire time, it's no wonder I haven't been able to get any work done!" Sam let out an irritated huff, running his hands through his hair. Gabe had to stop looking so damn tempting if he wanted Sam to be able to pay attention… The ex-Trickster's eyes widened in mock innocence.

"How have I been distraction you, Sammy? All I've been doing is lying here, enjoying my popsicle." He waved the melting treat at Sam before sticking it back into his mouth, taking the entire foot long with every sign of enjoyment and moaning happily as sticky syrup dripped into his mouth. Sam cleared his throat, adjusting himself in his seat.

"Yeah, well… you're noisy!" It was weak, but Sam wasn't exactly thinking with his upstairs brain right now. Gabriel paused in his fellating of the popsicle to stare at Sam. He looked surprised, but highly amused.

"Oh, was I? Sorry Sammy, I didn't realise." His tongue poked out to chase an escaping drip of syrup and Sam looked away at once, glaring at the laptop.

"My name is Sam. Do I look like a chubby twelve year old to you?" he asked angrily. He glanced back at Gabriel, and blushed when he saw that the angel had rolled over onto his back and hung his head off the edge of the bed to check him out. An approving smile was firmly fixed on his face.

"Definitely not," Gabe quickly agreed, his eyes lingering on Sam's ass and chest. Sam blushed a little darker, angling his body away so Gabriel couldn't see the way his cock was tenting the front of his jeans. It was uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as it would be to explain to Gabe that he had given Sam the fastest boner of his life.

Then again, Gabe might have been being deliberately provocative… Since when was Sam ever that lucky. He resigned himself to silence in the fear that if he said anything he'd only make a fool of himself. Luckily Gabriel had never remained quiet for more than five minutes at a time without something in his mouth. And wasn't that just giving Sam ideas…

"So," the angel swung himself up into a sitting position, letting his legs swing off the end of the bed, "about that price. I'll tell you everything you need to know about boggarts if you let me do just one small thing." He waggled his eyebrows at Sam again, and the younger Winchester's mouth went dry.

It could be anything. Gabe could be asking for permission to eat candy in the Impala, which Dean still threatened to shoot him for even thinking about. He could have been asking for permission to get his own room at the next motel. It wasn't necessarily a sexual thing, no matter what Gabriel had been doing for the past hour and a half.

Aware that Gabriel was waiting for an answer, with a Cheshire Cat grin that only got bigger the longer Sam took to answer, the hunter cleared his throat.

"Uh… what do you want to do?" Sam was aware that his voice sounded deeper than usual and kinda husky thank you. He was trying to pretend that was because he was irritated, or wary. Not because he was horny as Hell.

Gabriel wasn't buying any of that though. If his smile spread any wider his entire face would be in danger of splitting.

"I want your hard cock in my mouth Sam, fucking my throat until I can't talk for a week." The response startled Sam for several reasons.

Most importantly, Gabriel suggesting that he couldn't talk? Like that would happen. Second, he had actually called him Sam? Ever since he joined Team Free Will Gabe had refused to call him anything but Sammy and occasionally Moose because it was the only bit of trouble he could get away with.

And then there was the little matter of Sam couldn't possibly have heard that, he must have been dreaming because that was a dream come true. His cock throbbed against his zipper and he bit the inside of his cheek trying to ignore it. He was pretty sure there was blood in his mouth.

"What…" It was barely audible, but Gabe took it as a reason to slide off the bed and perch himself in Sam's lap. He ground their hips together, letting Sam feel his own rock hard erection and making the human break down and swear loudly. Leaning in close, he let his tongue flick against the outer shell of Sam's ear.

"I want you Sam. In my mouth. I want to suck you until you come and drink it all. I need to taste you Sammy, I want it so bad…" the angel's voice trailed off in a breathy moan, and Sam Winchester was officially no longer capable of speech. He froze, staring straight ahead as an angel rutted in his lap and whispered filthy things into his ear.

He very nearly whimpered when Gabriel leaned back, resting his arms on Sam's shoulders and trapping his eyes in Gabe's own strange green-brown-golden eyes. "Can I have it Sammy?" he asked coyly, tilting his head in a parody of Castiel's innocent expression. Sam swallowed slowly, staring into Gabriel's eyes. Calling him Sam hadn't lasted long.

There was something else in Gabriel's eyes behind the usual mischief and the lust. Sam couldn't quite identify what it was, and couldn't bring himself to care as Gabriel ground their hips together again. With a sound very much like a whine escaping his lips he nodded.

Gabriel's face spread into yet another huge grin and before Sam could even blink Gabe was sliding off his lap and down between his legs. He popped the button open equally quickly before leaning forward and taking the zipper in his teeth. He paused, his eyes finding Sam's again and when he knew he had the human's full attention he slowly pulled the zipper down, never breaking eye contact.

Sam's breath hitched in his throat, and for a second that stretched into eternity he thought all the oxygen had fled the room. Then Gabriel reached into his boxers, freeing his aching cock. The arch angel took a moment to admire it, and Sam felt a small spark of pride flare in his gut. He even impressed an arch angel. Who was once a trickster! A god! Who fucked a horse.

Not what Sam wanted to think about right now, but luckily Gabe chose that moment to lick a stripe along his cock from base to tip. Sam's head fell back and he let out a harsh gasp. Since first contact had been made, Gabriel was really going to town, licking Sam's cock all over like it was a new popsicle that he couldn't get enough of.

It felt amazing, but it wasn't quite enough. It wasn't what Sam wanted. A hand tousled itself in Gabriel's messy hair and the angel paused his worshipping of Sam's cock to look up with lust blown, fully golden eyes. It was an incredible sight, and one that Sam wouldn't mind painting with his cum, but he wasn't quite there yet. Tightening his grip in the angel's hair, Sam dragged him closer to his cock.

"Put it in your mouth, Gabe," he ground out, his voice rough with arousal. Just hearing it seemed to be doing wonders for Gabriel, who immediately wrapped his lips around Sam's cock and swallowed it like the popsicle he had before.

Sam groaned, unable to take his eyes away from where Gabriel's lips were stretched wide around his cock as the angel bobbed his head back and forth. He could feel Gabriel's tongue still, just as talented with the cock in his mouth, pressing and stimulating all the right places.

A thought struck Sam and he abruptly dragged Gabe back off his cock by his hair. The arch angel seemed to enjoy the rough treatment as he pouted up at Sam but didn't object. Sam let his other hand go down to trace the edge of Gabriel's blow job swollen lips. "Can I fuck your throat, Gabriel?"

The question almost startled Sam more than Gabriel, but by the way the ex-Trickster's eyes fluttered shut and the moan that ripped itself from his throat, he didn't object to the idea.

Sam didn't wait for him to reply verbally, guiding his dick back into Gabriel's mouth and tugging the angel's head all the way down until his nose was buried in Sam's pubic hair.

He knew Gabriel didn't actually need to breath, that the gagging sounds were almost definitely faked for his benefit, but since they were vibrating around his cock he didn't really care. He waited a few seconds before pulling Gabriel off and beginning to thrust roughly into his throat.

Gabriel took everything Sam could give him without complaint, and if Sam understood the way his arm was moving he was enjoying it. Suddenly Gabriel started humming around him and Sam could no longer hold back. He thrust as hard as he could into Gabriel's mouth, holding the angel's head still as he came directly down his throat.

Gabriel swallowed every drop. Embarrassed by his behaviour, Sam released him and Gabe slowly pulled himself off Sam's cock, letting it drop from his mouth with an obscene plop. He grinned up at Sam with swollen red lips.

"Not fair, Sammy boy, I didn't get to taste it! We'll just have to try again." Gabe sounded exactly like his normal infuriating self, with maybe a little of the seductive cadence creeping in at the end. Sam let his head fall back against the chair, the idea of next time draining the remainder of his energy.

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Outside of the motel window, the figure who had been watching the display chuckled to himself, turning on one heel and stalking away.

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HK: In case you were wondering, Gabriel is going to sleep his way through Team Free Will. Up next is Castiel, or possibly Dean depending on reviews. So there will be continuation! Approximately whenever I feel like it. :P Shouldn't be long, but who knows! Leave me a message if you liked it!