A/n: Woo! Officially chapter 20!
I am so sorry that I could not write something longer for such a big chapter number. I am just very, super tired. It was my first day of college P.E. and I'm extremely warn out. I hope this chapter's alright.
Also, weird temporary format change most likely just for this chapter. There's a flashback in the middle of what's currently happening.
The need to sooth and protect Gabriel over-rid Sam's panic. He shushed the quaking angel as Gabriel dragged in ragged gasps to get over the nightmare. Sam's fingers carded through the angel's soft dusty-gold hair. The angel started to relax until Sam's touch trailed down to brush over the nape of Gabriel's neck, causing the smaller man to violently flinch away.
The creature with the snarling, reverberating voice growled angrily at Gabriel. Its strong hand gripped his throat tightly, palm pushing painfully against Gabriel's Adam's apple. The monster let out an angry cry and slammed him down on his back. His wings were crushed beneath him while his sightless eyes stopped him from noticing the creature's fist until it slammed into his cheek.
"You worthless little scrap of feathers!" His trainer yowled angrily, as it punched him again, "How dare you raise a hand to me!" Warm drops of blood dripped from the creature's eye, splattering onto Gabriel's face, as it leaned its weight onto his throat. Gabriel desperately gasped for air as the creature slapped him hard across the mouth, the force splitting his bottom lip.
Gabriel's right hand pawed uselessly at his trainer's shoulder but the creature was too solid to shove off. His fingers could not get a good grip on the thing's skin as they were coated in the creature's slimy blood from where he had clawed his blunt nails into its eye. It had been a failed attempt to get the monster to stop raping him but it had only made things worse.
"You're going to be an obedient little pet and act like a bitch in heat for your new owner once I'm done. Understand?!" The creature snickered cruelly as it slapped him again, leaving him dazed under it. He tried desperately not to focus on the voice it was poorly imitating, it hurt his heart too much, as he vaguely felt it grab his bloody hand, "But, you don't need two hands to do that. Now do you?"
It tightened its grip on his throat with bruising force as it began to slowly break the last three fingers on his right hand. Agonized screams struggled to escape the strangled angel as he could only lay there and take its abuse. Tears of shame and defeat dripped from Gabriel's eyes as he finally stopped struggling to fight its dominance.
"N-no, please, I-I'll be g-good." Gabriel sobbed out pitifully as he started to scramble out of Sam's arms, accidently sliding off of Sam's lap. With a cry of pain, his rattled nerves and muddled consciousness caused him to fall on his back. He lay sprawled on his back, paralyzed by agony from crushing his broken wings.
Terrified about his wellbeing, Sam quickly moved to kneel over him from the side. He shushed him in worry, hands reaching down to check the angel's wings. Sensing Sam's muscular weight over him, Gabriel began whimper and cower in fear against the sheets. Thick trails of tears dripped from his cloudy eyes as he tried to move away from Sam.
"Gabriel, s-stop, please." One of Sam's large hands cupped Gabriel's jaw while the other gently pressed against his belly to carefully hold him in place, "You need to stop moving, Sweetheart. Y-you're hurting your wings. Just lay still, let me help you." Sam begged gently, trying to calm his love down. Gabriel whimpered fearfully, shaking his head and clutching his bad hand to his chest protectively.
"I-I'll be g-good, I p-promise. Please, n-no more." Gabriel was starting to babble, his nightmare-addled brain finding it hard to focus on that it was Sam over him and not his trainer with the distorted copy of Sam's voice, "I-I'll b-behave…." Sam's panic started up again as his angel sobbed in fear and voluntarily spread his legs under the sheets. Gabriel was quivering uncontrollably in terror as his body invited Sam to finally claim him sexually.
Alarm bells were sounding in Sam's brain as lust twisted in his gut, arousal flaring up at the angel's willing position. Sam had to screw his eyes shut as he forcefully shook his head to try and clear it. The urge to crawl between Gabriel's legs and force his way inside of him was overwhelming. Sam was left gasping desperately for breath as he fought the need.
"N-no!" Sam gasped as he forced his head down, pressing his forehead against Gabriel's collarbone. He moved his shaking hand from Gabriel's stomach down over the sheets and shakily forced the angel's legs closed.
"Not like this, Gabriel. You deserve better." Sam's voice shook as he struggled to get the words out while resisting the call of Gabriel's submission. He stroked Gabriel's sheet-covered hip while nuzzling under his jaw tenderly, "Just relax and let me help you."
Sam pressed a chaste kiss to Gabriel's chest before forcing himself to sit back on his ankles. He opened his eyes and looked upwards at the ceiling as he gathered his wits back about him. He took several calming breaths before shakily reaching down and lifting up his angel. He tenderly pressed his cheek against Gabriel's before laying the angel down properly on his side in a way that would not harm his wings.
Sam shook with the effort to not take what he wanted from his angel. He swallowed down his urges as he wiped away Gabriel's tears and lovingly tucked the sheets protectively around him. He whined apologetically to the smaller man while gently petting his hair. He was extra careful to avoid touching his neck so not to trigger him again.
"It's okay now, Gabe. J-just rest so you can feel better. Don't focus on anything else but that, please." He reached over the angel to gingerly rest damaged wings on extra pillows, "I'm here, just rest."
"I-I'm sorry, S-sam." Gabriel gasped out softly in shame as he slowly started to come back to his senses. He pulled the sheets close and he curled up under them, trying to hide from his humiliating display.
"Don't be, Gabe." Sam's hand slowly, determinedly, stroked over Gabriel's feathers in the relaxation touch, "It's not your fault. Never your fault."
"P-please don't leave me, S-sammy…" Gabriel begged softly as Sam started to climb off the bed. His good hand left the protection of the sheet and shakily reached out, gripping desperately at the bedding where Sam had just been sitting a second ago.
"I'm just going to get my books off the floor so I can sit here and read. I'll be right back." Sam reached down, taking Gabriel's hand, and linking fingers with him tenderly, "I promise."
~*~Chapter End~*~