Sam blushed as Gabriel made his way to their bedroom and stood in the doorway, looking back at Sam with a hungry expression. It morphed into a smirk when he noticed Sam's blush. The hunter fought the feeling of butterflies in his stomach and calmly walked across the suite to join the angel. Gabriel fought the urge to throw the taller man down on the bed and have his way with him, but it was a close thing.
Instead, he simply changed their clothes into pajamas and settled himself in bed. He wasn't going to push Sam - if anything happened tonight, it would be by the hunter's initiation. And that didn't look likely if the stiff way the human was holding himself was any clue.
Sam had dropped into the bed beside Gabriel, but was acting more like a virginal bride than a grown man. Gabriel finally got tired of the distance between them and reached out to tug the hunter closer.
"I just want to hold you," he reassured when Sam seemed hesitant to move over. With his head resting against Sam's chest and his arms curled tight around him, Gabriel could breathe again. He had been worried tonight – more so than he had let on. He didn't think his Dad could be so cruel as to take Sam and their family away from his wayward son just when everything had started to come together.
But now, with his arms around his Sammy, their sorta-kid asleep across the suite, and their brothers safe and probably screwing like bunnies in their room, the angel felt at peace. It was something that hadn't happened to him in quite some time. He smiled when he realized that Sam had relaxed, as well.
The hunter felt trepidation at the thought of consummating their relationship, as new as it was. He wasn't sure if he was ready to give up the control to Gabriel, to allow him to do things that Sam had never let himself imagine before the Pagan's accidental spell.
And yet, the thought of the spell and what he had felt during it sent a bolt of lust through him. It reminded him that he did want the archangel, so much that it scared him – scared him more than the thought of handing over the reins to the man. He had been hurt so many times. What if this was just a game to Gabriel? Maybe, as soon as he got what he wanted from Sam, he would be gone.
Gabriel felt Sam tense up again and pulled away to look at his face. The grimace there had him scooting up in the bed to press a kiss to Sam's lips. "Sammy, stop doing this to yourself. I. Love. You. You're it for me, and you're just going to have to accept that."
The hunter immediately responded to the kiss, his hand moving to cup the back of Gabriel's head. The angel's hands tangled in Sam's shirt, pulling him closer so that their bodies were pressed tightly together.
Sam moaned as he felt the proof of how much Gabriel wanted him pressing against his belly. His hips moved of their own accord, jerking against Gabriel in aborted thrusts as the angel slipped his tongue into Sam's mouth. The slick slide of Gabriel's tongue against his own had Sam moaning loudly as his hand tightened in the other man's hair.
The sudden bite of almost-pain had Gabriel groaning into the kiss as he began his own subtle hip movements against Sam. When the friction wasn't enough, he growled low in his throat and threw his weight at Sam, sending them tumbling to the side so that Gabriel was straddling the hunter. They let out simultaneous moans when the new position put their hips in delicious contact.
Said contact nearly sent Gabriel flying across the bed as Sam's hips jerked harshly, but Sam quickly grabbed the angel's hips and brought him down into a hard grind that threw every thought but one from both of their minds.
Almost as one, they began fumbling with buttons and zippers and belts until Gabriel finally remembered that he could do this much quicker. A snap later and Sam's heart nearly stopped at the rush of sensation on his suddenly-naked body. Gabriel shuddered as he rocked back and forth in Sam's lap to grind their erections together. "Fuck. I hate to say this, Sammy, but I don't think I'm gonna last long this time."
Sam tried to slow his breathing enough to answer back, "That's what round two is for, right?"
Gabriel groaned and leaned forward to rest his head on Sam's chest. "You're gonna kill me, kiddo."
"La petite mort," Sam said cheekily as his hands coaxed Gabriel's hips into those small rocking motions again.
"What a way to go, right?" Gabriel retorted as he sat up to help. A bottle of lube appeared on the bed beside Sam, which the hunter made quick use of to grasp both of their aching cocks in his big hand and begin stroking them torturously slow. With a frustrated groan, Gabriel attempted to thrust his hips into Sam's fist for more friction, more speed, anything.
Sam grabbed Gabriel's hand and brought it up to his mouth, nipping at the fingertips before slowly sucking Gabriel's middle finger into his mouth. His eyes were locked onto Gabriel's as he began to flutter his tongue around the digit, swirling it around the tip as he moved his head back and forth in a parody of something Gabriel suddenly wanted very much.
The angel couldn't take his eyes off of Sam's mouth, barely even noticing when the tempo of Sam's hand stroking them sped up, inching them closer to the precipice. He nudged Sam's lips with his index finger, shuddering when Sam immediately opened to let it in as well.
Sam's free hand moved to Gabriel's shoulder blades, scratching lightly at the skin there. A moan escaped Gabriel's lips as he felt his stomach muscles tighten. He shifted slightly to the side to maneuver Sam's questing fingers to the spot that would send any angel into spasms of pleasure. As soon as the humans' fingers softly scratched at the place where his multidimensional wings met his human(ish) vessel, Gabriel's vision went dark as he came harder than he could remember happening in a long time.
As the angel's body tensed and his dick began to pulse, Sam groaned and tugged harder and faster at their trapped lengths, wanting to come with his angel. The first hint of pressure to the spot on Gabriel's back had the other man throwing back his head as he choked out a cry and began to come. Sam wasn't far behind, the look of rapture on the angel's face pushing him over the edge.
When Gabriel finally came back to himself, he was collapsed on top of Sam, their stomachs coated with semen, as they both panted for breath. "Gimme... a minute. Then I'll... show you how good... of a bottom you are."
Sam felt a bolt of fear, but the lust rolling over him far outweighed it. He knew Gabriel loved him, would take care of him. It didn't make the thought of being fucked by the creature above him any less intimidating, but it did remind him that he trusted said creature.
Eventually, they both caught their breath. Gabriel sat up to look at Sam, frowning at the feeling of his sticky abdomen. A quick thought banished the results of their first round. The angel grinned at Sam as he slipped down his body and began to mouth at the hunter's flaccid cock. It didn't stay soft for long with Gabriel's insistent tongue licking up and down the shaft and darting across the slit before the whole length was engulfed in the warm wetness of Gabriel's mouth.
With a moan, Sam tried to quell the urge to thrust into that hot mouth. The strong hands holding his hips to the mattress certainly helped with that. Instead, Sam's hands found purchase in Gabriel's hair, tugging lightly every time the angel made him moan. When Gabriel slid one arm across Sam's hips to hold him down and free up a hand, Sam didn't think anything of it.
At least, not until he felt a finger press against the spot just behind his balls. A choked cry left his throat as he pushed back against the questing finger. Tease that he was, Gabriel moved his hand away and went back to driving Sam crazy with his mouth.
When Sam began to whimper, Gabriel finally brought those clever fingers back into play. A bit of Grace – and wouldn't Dad keel over to know that this was what it was being used for – ensured that Sam was clean, inside and out, before a single digit passed over the puckered skin that protected the entrance that Gabriel was dying to get inside of.
With his brain focused on the mouth still bobbing up and down on his dick, Sam barely registered the finger teasing at his entrance until it was already deep inside. An odd sound, some mix between a gasp and a moan, escaped Sam as his body tried to decide if it wanted to move toward the finger or away. Gabriel took the choice from him as he began to move the finger in and out of Sam, allowing the hunter to get used to the feeling.
Gabriel pulled away from Sam's dick long enough to ask, "Can I rim you?" The silence following the question seemed like an answer in itself, so Gabriel shrugged and went back to his previous ministrations.
Sam's brain finally caught up with Gabriel's words and he groaned. "Fuck, Gabriel. Yes, please."
The angel grinned as he let go of Sam's throbbing dick with an audible pop! and trailed his tongue down the shaft and across his balls to the place where his finger was still moving lazily in and out. With little preamble, Gabriel pushed his tongue inside to join the digit still working into Sam. The hunter cried out as his body clenched down on the invading appendages, causing Gabriel to moan as his dick twitched with interest at the tightness of Sam's body.
With the thought of actually getting inside, Gabriel set to work opening Sam up as wetly and thoroughly as he could. One finger turned to two, two turned to three. The angel removed his fingers and thrust his tongue completely inside Sam, going to town and driving the hunter mad with it. He scraped his teeth across Sam's skin, delighting when the hunter cried out and pushed back against him.
When Sam was on the verge of coming again, Gabriel finally backed off. Sam groaned and tossed his head back forth on the pillow beneath him as he reached for Gabriel, pulling the angel closer and grasping at his hips to coax him up the bed. When the angel realized what Sam was wordlessly hinting at, he quickly moved the rest of the way up the bed and stared down at his lover as Sam eagerly opened his mouth and licked across the head of Gabriel's dick.
Gabriel moved forward a bit more to make things more comfortable for Sam, groaning when the new position allowed Sam to take him fully into his mouth. The human was inexperienced but eager, and Gabriel loved every second. When Sam's arms came up around Gabriel's hips to pull him even closer, when Gabriel's dick started to slide down Sam's throat with the hunter swallowing around the thick length, the angel cried out at how fast his orgasm snuck up on him. Not wanting to come yet, he abruptly disappeared from his spot above Sam and reappeared on the foot of the bed.
"Thought you'd never done anything like this, kiddo," he said as he tried to stave off his release.
Sam looked embarrassed. "I haven't, but I know how amazing that feels."
"I've been with professionals who couldn't deepthroat like you can. Fuck me, kiddo, we're doing that again later." When Gabriel felt like he could control himself once more, he moved to kneel between Sam's knees. "Ready, Sam?"
Nodding, Sam tried to push down the apprehension spiking through him. The fact that Gabriel took the time to ensure that he was still stretched and ready helped. The bottle of lube was summoned to the angel and quickly used to coat the shorter man's erection before the daunting length was suddenly nudging at Sam's entrance. Gabriel was hovering over the hunter, bracing himself with one hand while the other held his dick steady.
"Deep breath, kiddo. Just relax," Gabriel said softly as he began to push inside. He groaned at how tight Sam was, even after all the time spent opening him up. Slow, shallow thrusts threatened to kill them both, but Gabriel was determined not to hurt his hunter. Sweat began to form on his brow, a testament to how much this was wrecking him. With half of his length inside Sam, the angel brought his other hand up to help brace himself above the hunter. Sam clutched at his shoulders, whimpering with every movement.
When Gabriel assumed he was in pain and slowed down accordingly, Sam shook his head and did his best to push his hips into Gabriel's. "Oh fuck, Gabe. More, please!"
His breath catching at the lust that washed over him, Gabriel took the challenge and quickly pushed the rest of the way into Sam's body. The hunter cried out and thrashed his head, biting lightly at the only part of Gabriel he could reach. While his forearm wasn't as sexy as, say, his neck, Gabriel still swore as the bite sent shocks of pleasure straight to his dick.
Without pause, the angel began to piston in and out of Sam, relishing the breathless moans and cries that each thrust pulled from Sam. The hunter pulled Gabriel down to kiss him, grunting when the fast pace of Gabriel's hips kept them from kissing properly. Brilliance struck him. With a grunt of exertion, he shoved at Gabriel, pushing him to the side and following him over so that he was suddenly straddling the angel and moaning loudly as the new position had Gabriel rubbing against his prostate.
For a few moments, Sam could do nothing but writhe in Gabriel's lap, brain function utterly gone from the acute pleasure feedback he was getting. When he finally rediscovered his brain cells, he leaned down and pressed his lips to Gabriel's in a hungry kiss. "I – fucking – love – you," he said in the moments between their lips meeting.
Gabriel's hands found his hips and began rocking him back and forth, driving them both further toward release as Sam felt his prostate being nudged near-constantly and his muscles tightened almost painfully around Gabriel. The angel's eyes were glowing, a golden light that pushed Sam even closer to the edge as he realized that he was seeing a small piece of Gabriel. Not his vessel, but the celestial being that was – literally – as old as time itself.
As for the celestial being, he was having a really hard time containing his Grace. This hadn't happened in centuries, and Gabriel was shocked at how much harder it was to do now than it had been back then. "Shit. Sammy, I'm gonna – ah, fuck – angel out when I come. Gotta close... gotta close your eyes."
Sam moaned at the realization of how fragile Gabriel's control was, thanks to him. Demon-boy, the abomination, Azazel's pet project, was bringing down the iron walls of an archangel's control. He ground down harder into Gabriel's lap, tightening harshly when the angel was entirely inside him. "Want you... to mark me. Want everyone to know that I'm yours."
Gabriel's hands tightened on Sam's hips to the point of pain, the angel groaning when Sam's plea registered. "You gotta be sure, Sam. Can't be taken back. Ever. You'll be stuck with me forever."
Sam grinned, his pupils blown and his expression just shy of blissed out. "I like the sound of that." The next second, Sam was on his back, knees almost touching his ears as Gabriel took back control and began to fuck into Sam in earnest.
"Where do you want it, kiddo? Here?" he asked with his hand on Sam's chest. When the hunter shook his head no, he moved his hand to Sam's bicep. "Here?" At another negative, he trailed his hand down Sam's side to his right hip. "What about here?" Sam moaned and nodded his head, too far gone to speak.
Gabriel pulled back long enough to coax Sam's right leg down, giving him access to the spot he wanted to mark, before he was back to driving into Sam's body hard enough to move the bed. The hunter cried out and threw his arms around Gabriel's shoulders, holding tightly as he felt the first waves of his release coming over him.
Gabriel's hand latched onto Sam's hip and he barked out, "Close your eyes!" as his Grace began to spill out of his vessel. He guided as much of it as he could into his hand, feeling it burn into Sam's skin and even down to the bone as his hips jerked uncontrollably into Sam. He moaned as he began to come, filling Sam up with his seed even as the room glowed brightly with the Grace escaping his body.
Sam screamed as he felt Gabriel's essence invade his body in more than one way. His muscles clamped down on Gabriel's length, milking every bit of cum from him and causing the angel to shudder at the sudden tightness on his now-sensitive cock. The Grace burning into Sam's hip dissipated after a few moments, though the pain didn't. Sam felt it was a small price to pay for the sense of love and warmth that washed over him, through him, coming from the handprint on his hip.
As he slowly reined in his wayward Grace, Gabriel let himself fall forward onto Sam. The hunter whined in loss when the angel's softening penis began to slip from his body. Gabriel smiled and pushed himself back in. For someone who had created their vessel from scratch, it was nothing to manipulate his penis back to a half-hard state. "I love you, too, by the way," he said softly.
Sam made a questioning noise, too worn out to speak.
"You said it earlier," Gabriel explained. "I was a little distracted by your ass to answer." When Sam simply grunted, the angel smiled softly. "Go to sleep, Sammich. You earned it," he sassed as he kissed Sam tenderly on the lips. Sam's arms wrapped around Gabriel tightly. The hunter was asleep moments later.
Gabriel was quick to follow.