Okay, here's another Sabriel fic. Man, I have a problem.
"Heeeeeeat of the moment..."
Sam's eyes snapped open, his heart beating faster. He scowled at Gabriel, who was perched on his chest.
"I hate this song, Gabe."
Gabriel looked offended. "But, Samsquatch... This is our song!"
Sam sighed. "I hate you so much right now," He murmured. Gabriel nodded.
"Sure you do." He resumed attacking Sam's neck with a barrage of kisses. Sam moaned in pleasure, still trying to frown.
"I really hate this song," He tried to say, but he couldn't manage to say it through the other noises he was making. Gabriel grinned, one hand moving to Sam's hair while the other grasped tightly to the man's shirt.
"I know," He whispered into Sam's skin, nibbling slightly and earning another moan from the hunter.
"That's why I played it."
"Wha- oooh..." Sam cut himself off, finding himself unable to form a coherent word.
"It makes you more aggressive," Gabe explained, snapping both of their clothes away. "Makes it more fun for me," He added cheekily.
"Oh, I hate you," Sam growled, smiling broadly as he flipped Gabriel over so he was now under the mountain of moose he so loved.
"Say it again," Gabriel begged, moaning as Sam began giving him a taste of his own medicine.
"I hate your stupid guts, you beautiful, beautiful angel."