Title: Once Bitten.

Author: MoonbeamDancer

Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dean/Gabriel

Theme: Table # 7 Get Your Kink On

Prompt(s): #26 Biting

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Please, if I owned them, Gabriel would still be here.

Summary: Dean falls asleep and enjoys some alone time with Gabriel.

Warnings/Author Notes: None, really, but if biting isn't your thing, don't read this.

"Bite me, Gabriel."

"Maybe later, big boy."

Later had come in the form of a rather nice hotel room, that Dean found himself in, the moment he closed his eyes to sleep. Dean sat up, looking around. The bed was king sized and done up with red sheets, silk by the feel of it, Gabriel never did anything half assed.

"Gabriel?" Dean called as he got off the bed and began looking around. There was an open glass door that led out to an balcony, He smiled at the sound of the ocean rushing outside, the wind warm as it pushed its way through the room and slid across Dean's body. It was then that he noticed that he was nude.

Again, Gabriel did nothing half assed. There had been a point in time where Dean might have been just a little embarrassed to walk around naked, but not anymore.

There was another door across and to the right of the foot of the bed. Dean heard the sound of running water and pushed open the door, walking into the biggest bathroom he had ever seen. There was not only room for a separate tub and shower, but a separate tub and shower that could fit 6 people, each. The room was mainly white, but there were some splashes of color, mostly from the plants and the painting of the ocean on one wall. It was also steamy and Dean paused to look around.

"Not that I'm not enjoying the view, but are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to get in this tub?" Gabriel asked, turning off the hot water that had been coming out of the gold jug being held by a mermaid sculpture, also gold. The tub, (Pool? No most certainly tub.) was deep enough that the water was up to Gabe's collarbones, and the steam swirled lazily around as he settled back against the side, looking up at Dean.

"A bubble bath? Are you serious?" Dean snickered.

"They're fun." Gabriel replied, one hand playing with some nearby bubbles. "Shut up and get in."

Dean walked over and stepped into the tub, wincing slightly at the temperature, Gabriel liked his water a few degrees hotter then he did. But the water still felt nice and Dean ducked under quickly to get his hair wet, slicking it back when he came back up.

"And I get a show too. I like this, I should whisk you away more often."

"Why did you?" Dean asked, sliding through the water over to where Gabriel sat, settling in between his legs.

"Missed you." Gabriel admitted, wrapping his arms around Dean's waist, pulling him closer and sitting back into his seat. The tub had one small shelf that ran the length of it and acted as chairs. Gabriel also wrapped his legs around Dean and nuzzled the side of Dean's neck and when he tilted his head to the side, pressed a gentle kiss to the skin.

"Missed you too." Dean whispered back, leaning into Gabriel's touch.

Gabriel smiled at that, nipping lightly at the skin, before moving so that he was straddling Dean and pushing him onto the shelf, his kisses becoming hard and demanding. Dean let out a surprised yelp, but caught on quickly, as Gabriel twisted his fingers through Dean's hair, pulling slightly to tilt his head back. Gabriel looked down into those bright green eyes and growled at the back of his throat, his eyes flashing bright gold briefly. He wanted Dean to be his and he wanted the world to know it. To mess with this man, was to mess with not only the Archangel Gabriel, but the God Loki as well. And woe to any that did...

Dean silently watched his lover, waiting to see what he would do and take his cue accordingly. He was used to Gabriel being dominate at times, but the eyes gave him away this time. This wasn't Gabriel at all, but Loki, and Dean's dealings with him didn't happen very often. But when they did, they were something to remember. Dean's hand rested lightly on Gabriel's hips and he pulled his lover closer, lips brushing softly over each other. Gabriel growled at the contact and kissed back harder before pulling, Dean's head to the side and biting hard on the spot where neck and shoulder met. As he bit down, Dean cried out and the world went white.

Dean woke up the next morning back in the motel that he and Sam had stopped at for the night. Sitting up, he felt a throbbing ache on his left shoulder. Sam was gone, out to get breakfast, so Dean went over to the bathroom mirror and looked. There on his shoulder was a bite mark. It was rather large and dark and there was no mistaking what it was. Dean could see the indentations where Gabriel's teeth had been, they formed a darker ring in the center of the mark. Dean poked it, wincing at the flare of pain, before grabbing the wash cloth to make a compress. It would be best to try and get the bruising down and be dressed before Sam got back and saw it. Sam seeing it would just lead to a bunch of questions that Dean didn't want to answer right now. Mainly what the hell was he doing with Gabriel and what the hell was he thinking. Dean pressed the cold cloth to his skin and smirked to himself when a shiver of satisfaction ran up his spine.