Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural

AuthorsNotes: Okay, so some of this will reference Bobby Singer's Guide to Hunting. I skimmed through and could not find a year that Bobby ran into Anansi, so I'm making an educated guess. If you haven't read the book yet? You really should, especially if you love Bobby.

Warnings: Anal Sex, cockring.

Chapter 9

If there was one thing he hated hunting, it was Tricksters. It probably had something to do with him stumbling upon one back in '76 when he was still wet behind the ears as a hunter. The warning Anansi had given him had stuck with him throughout his hunting carrier, the knowledge that there were things out there that could turn his junkyard against him on a whim. Sighing, Bobby pulled off his cap and ran a hand through his hair, looking at the papers he had spread on the motel bed. It hadn't taken him long to figure out what was in the area. While he hadn't been prepared for Anansi then, Bobby had researched Tricksters enough he considered himself an expert on the subject.

This one was having fun.

While he didn't want to, Bobby found he almost agreed with the creature. A professor who felt up his students, a pledge master who took things too far, and a scientist who liked his experiments too much. Bobby had seen enough evil in the world to know that it wasn't just creatures who were monsters, and sometimes karma was a bitch, or in this case a Trickster. Then, as soon as it started, it stopped. Bobby remained in town a couple days, but there was no sign of the Trickster, no pranks or mayhem, nothing.

There wasn't much Bobby could do to track the Trickster down. If the demigod left the area, without knowing who it was, it wasn't like he could summon the thing. Packing up his things, Bobby loaded it into his car, checking out of the motel with a sigh. He had found out what was killing people, but he would be forced to let this one go. Calling Sam after he checked out, Bobby offered to meet him for a bite to eat, Lord knows they wouldn't have any privacy in the kids' dorm.

Climbing into his car, Bobby gave the town one last glance in his rearview mirror before he pulled out of the parking lot. Something didn't feel right about the hunt, Tricksters didn't just up and leave, not without some big finishing scene. So why did this one? What was more important than finishing their trick? Shaking his head, Bobby pulled onto the highway, he could worry later, he had a diner to get to.

"Sir, please!"

Sam couldn't help the shout, water hot against his back while Gabriel thrust into him. Hands held behind his back, Sam was only held in position by Gabriel who was pistoning his hips, the vise-like grip on Sams wrists the only thing keeping him from falling over. While most of the water was hitting his back, every now and again it would touch Sam's reddened ass, causing a sharp sting of pain. Gabriel sped up his thrusts, the hand which had been holding Sam's hip, reaching around to unclasp the cockring.

"Now Sam," growled Gabriel, his hand grabbing Sam's cock and pumping in time with his thrusts. At the command, Sam felt his orgasm wash over him, barely aware as Gabriel thrust a few more times before stilling inside him. Gently Sam was maneuvered to lean back, Gabriel wrapping an arm around his chest, as he let go of Sam's wrists. While his knees ached from the hard tile under him, Sam let himself be manhandled until he was leaning back against Gabriel's chest, the other man having grabbed their discarded cloth and was lightly rubbing it against Sam's skin.

"So good for me, just relax and I'll wash us up. Lean against me, let me take care of you." While he was whispering against Sam's shoulder, Gabriel never stopped running the cloth over Sam. They were still connected, just for another moment before Gabriel pulled out, rubbing the soap-covered cloth against Sam's sore ass. Wincing at the sting, Sam slowly started to come back to himself with Gabriel kissing his neck and shoulders lightly, washing Sam gently before quickly washing himself in a matter of seconds.

Turning his upper body around to capture Gabriel's mouth with his own, Sam hummed lightly enjoying the soft caress. Feeling the temperature drop, Sam wrinkled his nose before breaking apart from Gabriel. "The water's getting cold." With the short statement, Gabriel pecked Sam's lips once more before standing and helping Sam to his feet. While he hated to admit it, with how long he had been on his knees, Sam needed help out of the shower while he shook feeling back into his legs.

Letting Gabriel dry him off, Sam smiled at the shorter man. Gabriel was always so careful after sex, during he would bring Sam to straddle the line between pain and pleasure, demanding in a way Sam would never disobey. After though? Once they were both satisfied, Gabriel turned into the softest creature Sam had ever seen, making certain Sam was alright, that Sam felt safe and cared for.

It made Sam feel loved.

Clearing that thought away, Sam let Gabriel wrap an arm around his towel-covered waist and directed them to the bedroom. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Sam held back a wince as his tender ass hit the sheets. He must not have hidden his wince well as Gabriel was right at his side, their clothes at the foot of the bed while Gabriel stood in front of him. Lifting his head, Sam gazed into worried eyes, smiling slightly Sam spoke.

"I'm fine, Gabe just a bit sore… it will go away in a couple days, it's fine."

Gabriel made a snorting sound from the back of his throat before he moved to the bedside drawer. "Lay down on your stomach, and take off the towel."

At the command, Sam hesitated only for a moment before he untied his towel and laid down on the bed. With his sore ass in the air, Sam bit his lip for a moment, wondering what Gabriel was going to do. The older man knew he only had a few minutes before he had to meet Bobby, it was why they had opted for shower-sex, quicker clean up. A frim hand touched the small of his back, causing Sam to suck in a sharp breath. What Sam wasn't expecting was the cool touch of cream against his inflamed cheeks.

"I didn't realize you would be so tender. Just let me take care of you, you'll still be a little sore, but it will help take some of the burn away." Gabriel was careful as he spread the cream over Sam's ass, careful his touch didn't cause any more harm. Getting a soft moan from Sam, Gabriel worked the cream in before he leaned up and kissed the back of Sam's neck.

"There, now you should be able to sit without it hurting too badly." Gabriel pressed another kiss to Sam's shoulder and neck before leaning back, leaving the cream beside Sam's clothes. As Sam stood up and pulled his clothes on, he couldn't help but notice the difference. While it wasn't overly bad unless he was sitting, Sam knew the rough fabric of his boxers and jeans should have been causing him pain, but it was thankfully gone.

"Thanks, last thing I need is Bobby questioning why I can't sit still." Throwing Gabriel a small smile, Sam finished dressing, noticing the difference as he sat down to pull on his socks. Gabriel seemed to notice as well as he smiled at Sam, using his height advantage while Sam was sitting to kiss his forehead.

"Any time, I should have thought of it before, take the bottle with you."

As Gabriel turned around to walk to the doorway, opening the door they had closed out of habit, Sam bit his lip. Gabriel turned around when he noticed Sam wasn't following and raised his eyebrow at Sam's nervous expression.

"Or you could put it on," whispered Sam, still looking worriedly at Gabriel. It took a moment to understand what Sam was implying, when he did Gabriel's eyes widened.

"You trying to say you can't get enough, Sammich?"

Sam could feel his face heating in a blush while he took a breath. "I'm saying that I'm here most of the time anyways, I only sleep in my dorm about twice, sometimes three times a week. I have my own spot in the bathroom, and even made you change your shampoo to my brand. Gabe, if we're going to spend winter break together… would it really be so bad if we give this a go beforehand? I'm not saying I want to move in permanently… but maybe for a week? Try it out?"

While he spoke, Sam noticed that not once did Gabriel look away from him. Slowly, Gabriel nodded his head before answering. "Yeah, we could do that. Tomorrow's Friday, how about I pick you up at your dorm a couple hours after class so you don't have to lug whatever you want to bring over. You're going to need some more clothes, maybe a few of your knickknacks if you like."

Gabriel smiled widely at Sam as he seemed to come to an internal conclusion. "We can talk about you moving in after the week, we'll call it a test run."

Making his way over to Gabriel, Sam didn't hesitate in pulling the shorter man into a kiss. While they had only been together a short while, Sam wanted to move in, he wanted to wake up to Gabriel every morning and fall asleep with him every night. Sam had always been the type to fall fast, and to fall hard. It wasn't a surprise that he wanted everything with Gabriel, what surprised him was that Gabriel wanted it just as much. Oh, Sam was certain Gabriel was a bit overwhelmed at times, it was in the slight droop to his smile, but he never denied Sam. Breaking apart, Gabriel gave a slight tug to Sam's hair where he had been running his fingers during the kiss.

"Now, you need to get your shit if you're going to make it in time to meet your uncle, keep kissing me like that and you won't be able to leave."

Laughing, Sam pecked Gabriel's lips again before pulling away and making his way to the living room where he kept his bag. For the first time since John pulled him away from Bobby's all those years ago, Sam felt like he was working towards somewhere he could call home. Hopefully soon he would be able to tell Brady he could have the dorm to himself.

The second he saw Bobby sitting at one of the booths in the diner, Sam felt a wave of relief flow through him. While he didn't doubt Bobby wanted to catch up, a part of Sam wondered if the older hunter would be different. Looking at the man waiting for Sam, he was exactly as Sam remembered and it brought a smile to his face. Walking towards the hunter, Sam noticed the moment Bobby spotted him, the older man stood, opening his arms. Sam didn't hesitate to wrap his own arms around Bobby, while they didn't hug often in his family, Bobby above hugging in greeting.

Holding Sam at arm's length, Bobby spoke, a wide grin on his face. "Look at you, boy. You've must have grown a foot since the last time I saw ya. How have you been Sam?"

Taking his seat on the other side of the booth, Sam grabbed the menu which had been left for him. While he looked for something to eat, Sam smiled while he explained the last year and a half to Bobby. By the time he was done, the waitress had both taken their order and returned with their food. Taking a bite of his lightly battered fish, Sam paused giving Bobby a chance to speak.

"So, what about your boyfriend? You've told me about your friends and classes, but what about him? You ask him if he wants to come over for Christmas yet?"

Sam swallowed, looking at the plate in front of him instead of answering right away. "He… I met him at a party, his party actually… I wasn't looking for a relationship, Bobby… had even rejected a girl only a second before meeting him, but he just." Taking a sip of his drink, Sam could feel the blush rise on his cheeks. "We fit, you know? God, I don't know how to explain it. I saw him, and I didn't even care that there was a hot girl hitting on me, all I wanted was him. After a bit we decided to make it official, I've been spending most nights at his place instead of the dorm if I'm honest."

Seeing Bobby raise his eyebrow, Sam could feel his blush deepening. "Gabe wants to come with me, we umm… we're actually making a trail run of living together starting tomorrow, for a week. If it goes well, I should be able to move my stuff into his house by next weekend." Sam couldn't help his smile at the thought. Just the thought of being able to live with Gabriel made him happy, made him feel at peace.

"Haven't you only been dating a couple months? And this isn't the first time you mentioned his house, how old is this guy?"

Sam jerked his head up from where he had been looking at his plate again, absently cutting the fish while he spoke. Taking another bite, Sam bought himself some time before he answered. "I get that it's soon, but I feel like now is the right time. And uh," pausing, Sam shrugged his shoulders slightly. "He's thirty-five, before you say anything, please Bobby, just meet him before you write him off."

Bobby was silent for a moment before he sighed loudly. Sam could feel his anxiety rise as Bobby remained silent. Sam had the same thought once or twice, he knew exactly what was going through Bobby's head. "You sure he's not just after ya 'cause of your age? You really trust him?"

Nodding his head, Sam made certain that his voice was firm while he spoke.

"I've never been more certain of anything in my life. He's in this for real, Bobby… and so am I. He's given me a home."

It was the last word that did it, that turned Bobby from hesitant to gracing Sam with a small smile. "I don't like it, but I'll hold my tongue until after I meet the guy. I figure a few days at my place and I'll be able to figure him out, won't stop me from worrying about you, boy."

Sam smiled back at the hunter, the only man who he counted on to never harm him, to always be in his corner. "Thanks Bobby, it means a lot."

Bobby kept their conversation light while they finished their meal, and while Sam knew that they had purposely avoided any sensitive topics, Sam felt like he was finally making progress in his life. He had Bobby talking to him again, his studies were coming along nicely, and he had Gabriel who was becoming a fundamental part of his life. For the first time since he could remember, Sam felt like things were finally going his way, that maybe this could be his life.

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