Chapter 26
Rated: T
Warnings: none
There's a first time for everything. Or so they say.
The first time Sam looked at Gabriel, the hunter thought he was only a janitor of a school, not a supernatural being. And he certainly didn't think that the short man with the curly brunette hair was a trickster, a pagan god, an archangel, and his future boyfriend. Although Sam had already noticed the mischievous sparkle in those warm, honey brown eyes from the very beginning, and it had fascinated him.
The first time the trickster actually told them that he kinda liked the brothers had been a surprise for both Sam and Dean. After that, they hadn't seen him for quite some time. Until Mystery Spot.
And the first time Sam slammed that strange man against the metallic fence, knowing exactly who he was, he was angry beyond compare. Angry because of the hundreds of times the trickster had killed his brother, fuming because of the unfairness of it all. The lesson behind it kicked in way much later.
The first time Gabriel had admitted to be an archangel, and subsequently the first time Sam actually had a name for that midget trickster who seemed to like messing around with their lives, Sam was pretty much speechless. Gabriel almost looked lost in that circle of holy fire they had left him in, after Dean gave him the great big speech of why he sucked.
The first time they had met after that, Sam had looked at Gabriel differently. The angel had changed. They had talked about a lot of things, in all seriousness, and it ended up to be their first evening out. Not their first date, but definitely the first time that Sam looked at the archangel in front of him from head to toe and actually liked what he saw. Gabriel, as crazy and full of shit as he was, was actually a funny guy, and he had a contagious laughter. And he was kind of adorable.
The first time they went out together, on an actual date – although both of them never spoke it out loud, they both knew what this was – Sam caught himself at various thoughts about how Gabriel would feel laying in his arms, how his lips would taste on his, how he would be in bed. And quickly had to remind himself that the archangel could read his mind. Sam had to admit that the date was wonderful, they had a good time, and the italian restaurant they were at served delicious food.
The first time they kissed was actually that exact evening. The wine they had helped quite a lot with loosening the tension between them. After they had walked back to the motel and Gabriel said goodnight at the door to their room, Sam had gathered all his courage and simply leaned down to press a short, firm kiss to the angel's soft lips. Then he had simply said goodnight and slipped into their room, leaving Gabriel standing at the door with a thoroughly surprised expression on his face. Sam couldn't almost get to sleep that night, he was that nervous and anticipated for what was to come.
The first time Gabriel had popped into their motel room at night was after a very hard and exhausting hunt, and all Sam wanted to do was sleep. His whole body was aching, his muscles were sore, and he was tired as hell. And then there was Gabriel, wordlessly slipping under his blanket and throwing his limbs around Sam's taller body like an octopus. Sam had rested their foreheads together tentatively, and couldn't help but smile widely. The fluttery feeling in his chest was driving him nuts, but it was the good kind of nuts. He was happy. In fact, he was happier than he had been in a long time.
The first time they had made out was after their second date, which was basically a romantic tour around the world, enabled by and thanks to angel teleportation. When Gabriel had said they would finally visit the most wonderful place on earth, Sam hadn't expected to find them sitting on the back seat of the Impala. But Gabriel was right. This was the most wonderful place on earth. This car was practically his life, his home. He had been so overwhelmed by all the feelings crashing down on him that all he could do was cup Gabriel's face in his hands and kiss him lovingly. It had ended in a pretty hot make-out session on the back seat, the angel sitting in Sam's lap, chest pressed flush against his, and kissing him fervently with a lot of tongue. It was the best date Sam had ever had.
The first time they had sex was... awkward. Sam had come to terms with the fact that he obviously was attracted to guys as well. Or maybe he was just gay for Gabriel, but who cared. It was okay. But sex was a totally different point, and Sam couldn't deny that he had been more nervous of his first time with Gabriel than he had been before his real first time. Everything was new. The fact that another cock was involved there was enough to make him feel unsure of it all. In the end, Gabriel had taken over control most of the time, pushy bottom that he was, and it was absolutely perfect.
The first time Dean had caught them kissing, he froze in shock while Castiel stepped into the room to stand beside him. After stuttering a few incoherent questions and insults, he had asked what they thought they were doing here.
Despite the fact that it was a rhetorical question, Gabriel answered. "Kissing, Dean-o. You should try it sometimes." And with that, a snap of his fingers and an accompanying smirk on his lips, Gabriel had pushed Dean and Cas against each other. A minor curse was set on them, as Sam discovered a bit later. They would only be able to get their hands off each other's shoulders or respectively waist once they kissed. And that started another row of 'first times'.
So, we are at chapter 26 by now, and I think it won't be much more than 30. 30 is a good count, I think. In that case I posted one chapter a day for a month (with the exception of Christmas). The last chapter will be special, of course. Just so you know.