I had the idea for this story from the song 'Rhythm of Love' by The Scorpions.
Let me know what you think!
"SAM!" Gabriel bellowed, eyes wide as the shape-shifter pinned Sam up against the cage door by his neck.
The Leviathan next to the shifter pulled a sharp blade from his pocket, and put it roughly against Sam's cheek, cutting him. Gabriel squirmed opposing the two Leviathan's that had him in a tight grip.
Sam's piercing squeals echoed throughout the abandoned factory.
Gabriel, eyes swelling, couldn't take the sight of Sam being tortured any longer. Punching the monster on his right with his fist and slamming his foot against the creature to his left, set him free.
SAMMY. Gabriel thought, fleeing over to Sam who was losing. Quickly. Pulling a silver blade of his own, Gabriel sliced the head clean off the Leviathan that had taken Dean's face and proceeded to stab the shape-shifter in the heart.
Once both released their grip on Sam, he fell to his knees.
"Sammy?" Whimpered Gabriel, helping Sam to his feet.
Almost instantaneously, they were back at the motel, thanks to Gabriel's teleportation, perched upon the edge of Sam's bed.
"Gabriel," Sam managed, "Than-k you." he mumbled, almost incoherently. His heart was beginning to decelerate every second. Gabe glanced down at Sam's trembling hands that were resting in his lap.
"You don't have to thank me, Sam. I'd do anything for you." He reached his hot finger to Sam's cold, bloody cheek and magically, it was healed. No blood, no cut, just his radiant skin.
Sam took Gabriel's hand in his and gazed at him with those hazel puppy dog eyes of his and Gabriel couldn't handle this urge that had built inside of him.
His lips delicately pressed themselves against Sam's smooth lips with such passionate that could ignite the entire room.
Surprising him, Sam grabbed the back of Gabriel's head with his large hand and returned the kiss he had startled him with. Gabriel's left hand rested on Sam's lower thigh and his right was at his firm collarbone.
Suddenly, the door of the motel room flung open and all three of the widened eyes were caught off guard.
Immediately, Sam separated from Gabriel, feeling like a kid caught with something he wasn't supposed to have and cleared his throat;
"Dean, uhmm.." Dean smiled.
"I-I need to go find Cas, you two carry on." He winked at Sam before closing the door and heading to the Impala.
Sam's cheeks burned a bright red as he looked back at Gabriel with child-like, playful eyes. To much of his surprise, Gabriel's cheek were turning pink, as well.
After all, neither of them had ever even imagined doing anything like this before. Their feelings caught each other off guard, but they were clear.