Author's Note: I posted this note in my Debriel fic Holiday Boyfriend but thought I should post it here as well. Come the new year I will be, not so much taking a break, but cutting back on my fanfiction. I will still post for the Gabriel Monthly Challenge and my friend Silvaxus has also come up with a monthly challenge for us this year that I will be doing (only fair she wrote 51 oneshots for my weekly challenges which I started the second week of January). I will be focusing most of my attention to an original novel that I started for NaNoWriMo but had to leave after I got writers' block, hopefully this time will be different.

Sorry.

~This has been edited by QueenOfHearts

Chapter Nine

Unlike the day before, Sam knew exactly who he was rutting against, acutely aware of the hard cock pressed against his own. Groaning, the hunter slipped his hand down Gabriel's boxers to cup a firm cheek. The archangel moaned, lifting his leg and hooking it over Sam's waist. He knew he shouldn't continue touching Gabriel. Everything from the day before proved that what he was doing would only make things awkward between them.

Against his better judgment, Sam rolled on top of Gabriel, eyes opening to look at lust-blown whiskey eyes of his potential lover. Gabriel's legs were spread for him, the archangel looking up at Sam with desire written over his face, and Sam was helpless to resist. Leaning forward, the taller man turned his head away from the tempting mouth and nosed along the side of Gabriel's neck that wasn't already covered in his marks.

That Gabriel was marked as his, even though he had chosen to hide the bruises the day before made Sam's cock twitch. "Sam, off… we need our shorts off." Leaning back and away from Gabriel's warm body was nearly painful. Not bothering to remove his boxers entirely, Sam pushed them down to his knees before helping Gabriel out of his and tossing them aside.

The archangel looked stunning, laying back, legs apart and welcoming Sam's touch. The blond's dick was hard, and it was because of Sam. Not bothering with lube, Sam pressed his body against Gabriel's, the archangel instantly wrapping his legs around Sam to hold him in place. Thrusting forward it took a bit of shifting before their dicks were rubbing together, but the second he felt his throbbing member touching Gabriel's, Sam was lost.

Jerking his hips forward, Sam kept his face pressed against Gabriel's neck, not wanting to chance kissing the man. Sex was one thing, but if he kissed Gabriel, there would be no hope in saving himself from heartbreak. It was stupid, and he could admit it to himself. All it would take would be one press of their lips together, and he would be lost altogether. One of Gabriel's hands tangled in his hair, not moving Sam but encouraging him to continue his ministrations.

The other hand slipped between them and held their cocks together while Sam pumped his hips. It wasn't perfect. Gabriel couldn't grip the two of them together entirely, but it was enough. Just like the morning before, Sam could feel his orgasm fast approaching. "Fuck, Gabe, not going to last long… what do you need?" Instead of answering the question, the archangel let go of Sam's hair and used both hands to hold their dicks together tightly.

Precum leaking from both their cocks made the slide easier as Sam bucked faster into Gabriel's grip. Holding himself up on a forearm, Sam reached down and squeezed Gabriel's ass before trailing a digit against the archangel's entrance. His finger was too dry to do more than rub the area, but by the way Gabriel jerked, his head thrown back onto the pillow, it was enough. A couple more thrusts of his hips while pressing hard against Gabriel's rim and the archangel was moaning his release.

Feeling the pulses from Gabriel's dick against his own had Sam coming between them, biting down on Gabriel's shoulder to muffle his cry. All but collapsing on the archangel, Sam let the archangel run his hands along his back, holding the hunter close while they gained their senses again. Gabriel was the first to speak; his voice pitched low as if afraid that Sam would flee. He wasn't wrong.

"Well, I take it this is our new morning routine? Cause I have to admit, Samsquatch, it's one hell of a wakeup call." A scruffy cheek rubbed against his own before Sam felt warm air against the shell of his ear. "I'm not complaining, in case you're wondering. So before you run away like you did yesterday, you might want to keep in mind that I like our new start to the day."

No sooner were the words registering in Sam's mind that he was detangling himself. He wanted to lay down with the archangel, to hold him and kiss him, to explain that he wished to do this every morning. Gabriel may be fine with having morning sex, but Sam wanted more, and as much as he desired the blond reciprocate his feelings, the hunter didn't dare to hope.

In seconds Sam was off the bed and had his boxers pulled up, grabbing a change of clothing for the day. Sparing a moment to look at Gabriel, the archangel laying back on the bed, a pool of their joined semen on his stomach and Sam had to swallow hard at the sight. Slamming the door behind him, Sam made a beeline to the showers. It was going to be a long day.

Watching Sam leave the room like he saw a hellhound was nothing more than Gabriel was expecting. It was the same as the day before, and while Gabriel hoped that the hunter would have at least stayed and helped with cleanup, he wasn't delusional. Careful not to get the cooling spunk on the sheets, Gabriel squirmed his way to the right side of the bed, grabbing some tissues and cleaning the majority of it off.

Once he was mostly clean, Gabriel found his boxers and started to rummage for something to wear. Unlike the day before he wouldn't be able to cover all the marks Sam left behind on his skin. Choosing a high-collar shirt to at least hide most of the hunter's work, Gabriel made his way to the far showers. Cleaned and dressed, the archangel whistled while making his way to coffee. Even if he couldn't get more than an orgasm from the hunter, he would take what he could get and be thankful for it.

So what if he wanted the man to stick around? Sam had other things he had to do and was probably having some kind of crisis for getting off with an angel. He could be patient… at least until he had his grace fully restored. Going about his day, Gabriel didn't answer anyone who asked about the hickey peeking out from the collar of his shirt. Instead, he would wiggle his eyebrows before laughing.

Not being able to tell anyone that it was Sam who marked him up, the hunter they all looked up to, the one he saw more than one woman eye up, killed him. Still, it wasn't them that Sam was sleeping with, and if he played his cards right, the archangel was hopeful he could keep the hunter at least satisfied sexually while he was there. He had given Sam the chance to kick him out the night before, and the hunter had refused. It had to mean something.

Keeping with his new schedule, Gabriel waited until late before retiring for the day, quickly taking off his clothes until he slipped nude under the blankets. Sam was a bit later than usual going to bed, but Gabriel didn't mind. Instead, he laid back and waited for the hunter, planning what he was going to say to get the man to continue touching him. If he couldn't have the hunter's heart, he would damn-well have what he could of his body.

Watching Sam close the door behind him, Gabriel licked his lips, waiting until the human was down to his boxers before pulling the blanket back. "You might as well take those off too. I did." Sam froze, his eyes wide as Gabriel shoved the blankets down, revealing his nude form to the man. "I didn't see a point in keeping them on, you gonna ask me to?" At the question, Sam shook his head, his eyes locked on Gabriel's cock which was slowly hardening at the attention.

Reaching down, the archangel cupped his groin, his fingers rubbing behind his balls as his dick firmed. Sam let his boxers drop to the floor, climbing onto the bed until he was once again on top of Gabriel. The archangel's hand was replaced by the hunter's, Sam rubbing his fingertips along Gabriel's shaft before encasing it and pumping slowly. Tilting his head up, Gabriel tried to initiate a kiss only for Sam to swoop down and suck a nipple into his mouth.

Hissing, Gabriel ran a hand through Sam's hair, spreading his legs while the hunter nipped and sucked on the raised nub before switching to its twin. "I want more," whispered Sam, his kisses trailing lower until he was dipping his tongue into Gabriel's belly button which made the archangel squirm. Nodding his head, the blond scraped his nails along the back of Sam's neck.

"Whatever you want, Samshine. I told you, if I'm not game I'll let you know." Gabriel was expecting the hunter to be hesitant, instead, Sam dove down and wrapped his perfect lips around Gabriel's cock. His hand was still holding most of it, the hunter's mouth only wrapped around the tip, but with the way Sam was swirling his tongue and the suction of the hot orifice Gabriel couldn't help but groan.

Somewhere down the line, Sam had to have practice at what he was doing. Every stroke of his hand, every swallow of his, throat was timed perfectly. Gasping and whimpering, Gabriel tossed his head, fingers digging into Sam's shoulders while he tried to hold on. The large hand which had been holding his shaft was removed, replaced with the moist cavern of Sam's mouth. Crying out, Gabriel bit back his orgasm, one hand fisting the sheets by his side while Sam bobbed his head.

It was too good. The archangel tried to warn the brunet, his words dying on his tongue and changing to a high-pitched keen as he lost control. Jerking in Sam's hold, Gabriel came. As he opened his eyes once he could gather himself again, the archangel looked at Sam who was licking any spilled release from Gabriel's shaft. Tugging at the locks still in his hand, Gabriel tried to get Sam to share the flavor, wanting to taste himself on the other's tongue.

Limbs feeling all but useless, Gabriel watched as Sam jerked off, his hand working furiously on his dick while hovering above him. "Sam," the archangel called out, waiting until he could look into the hazel orbs before finishing his thought. "I want to taste you too. How about you fuck my mouth instead of your hand, yeah?"

Sam hesitated, pausing before crawling up the bed and straddling Gabriel's chest. The archangel placed his hands on Sam's cheeks, squeezing the soft flesh before opening his mouth and taking the hunter inside. Sam moved slowly at first, giving Gabriel plenty of time to breathe or call the whole thing off before, after a hard suck, he started to thrust. Having spent so many years pretending to be a pagan god paid off. Human or not, Gabriel knew how to relax his throat to allow Sam free movement.

Fingers gripped his hair, making Gabriel moan around the thick cock in his mouth, eyes closing as Sam picked up the pace. Unlike Gabriel, the hunter seemed to be determined to hold off as long as possible, slowing down when he got too close to the edge before shoving his full length down Gabriel's throat. The archangel wanted to tell him to let go, that he wanted to see if the hunter's spunk tasted just as good as the warm flesh of his cock.

With a deep groan, Sam came, his pubic hair tickling Gabriel's nose as he pressed his dick fully down the archangel's throat. The blond swallowed what he could, some seeping out the sides of his mouth before Sam pulled back enough that he could lick along the other's shaft, wanting to clean his lover. Sam was panting above him, hands releasing Gabriel's hair and a thumb catching what had spilled from around the archangel's lips, feeding it to him. Humming, Gabriel sucked the digit into his mouth, letting Sam help clean what he couldn't see before laying back on the bed.

"Damp towel beside the dresser, if you don't mind getting it." Sam was quick to comply, gathering the towel which had a moistened end and cleaning off Gabriel's mouth for him. Once the towel was thrown aside, Sam returned to his usual spot on the bed, pulling the blankets over them. Gabriel snuggled into the hunter's chest as he did most nights, enjoying how an arm quickly wrapped around him.

"I wasn't expecting this." It was the first time Sam admitted that something happened between them, and though he wanted to go to sleep, Gabriel nodded.

"Me either, Kiddo, but it's good yeah?" Sam started to rub along Gabriel's back, paying special attention to his shoulder blades which made the archangel all but melt against him.

"Yeah, it's good. Is this what you want Gabe?"

Nodding, Gabriel placed a soft kiss on Sam's clavicle. "Yeah, Samster this is what I want. Don't stop touching me, okay? Feels really good." Snuggled against his human, Gabriel drifted to sleep, not seeing the way Sam's face fell slightly at his answer, though the hand running along his back never stopped moving.

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