A/N: I thought we might stick with Sam and Gabe for a bit. For some reason, I am just terrible at writing the two of them. Destiel, I'm pretty okay at, but Sabriel... eh? Well, we'll see what you guys think. Don't worry, we'll be back to Dean and Cas next chapter. And we'll stay with them the rest of the story, with glimpses of these two here and there. *hint hint*
Chapter 9
Gabe drove Castiel's Camero with Sam sitting in the passenger seat. It was quiet except for the hum of the engine, both men stealing glances at each other. Gabe took in a slow breath and reached over to Sam, placing his hand on his muscled thigh. Sam smiled and looked down at Gabe's hand, then up to his eyes. "Hmmm, " he hummed. Gabe started running his hand up and down Sam's thigh, needing to touch the man. "Sammy, what do you have hiding under those tight jeans? " Gabe said with a mischievous grin on his face. Sam reached over and touched Gabe's face softly. "Is it very far? Are we close?" he asked huskily. At that moment Gabe turned the car into the apartment complex. He drove a minute or so and pulled into a parking space in front of a stylish town home. "We're here."
They got out of the car and Sam made his way over to the smaller man. Gabe snaked his arms around Sam's waist and pulled him close, looking up into his eyes. "We should go inside," he said. Sam just hummed, "Hmmm mmm," but he leaned into Gabe's embrace, wrapping the smaller man up in his long arms. Sam ran one hand along Gabe's face. "Beautiful. You're beautiful, Gabriel Novak." The smaller man stood on his tip toes and placed a small kiss on Sam's lips, then looked deeply into his eyes. "So are you Sam Winchester. Come on. Let's go inside." He untangled himself from the taller man's embrace and strode up to his door, quickly unlocking it. He lead the way inside, clicking on the lights as he went. "So, this is it. Kitchen's over there, bathroom is down the hall on the left. Guest room or for now, Cassie's room, is 2nd on the right."
He took Sam's hand, and lead him over to the couch, pulling him down next to him. Sam turned part way to face Gabe. Their eyes met briefly before Sam launched himself at Gabe, pushing him down onto the couch softly. Their lips touched and Gabe felt electricity go through his body. The kiss was hard, soft,, tender and desperate, all at once. Gabe's mind was in chaos. Sam's body was pressing against him in all the right places. His jeans were getting tighter and he felt hot all over. Sam pulled away from him to breathe. "God Gabe, the things you do to me," Sam said, eyes closed forehead pressed to Gabe's. The smaller man's breaths were heavy, almost pants, but he said, "I can feel what I do to you, Sam. Let's see if every part of you is moose-like, shall we?" He pushed Sam off of him until he was able to stand, grabbing the taller man's hand and lead him to this bedroom.
The door barely closed when Gabe felt himself being pushed hard against the wall. Sam's hands were traveling all over his body, exploring every inch. Gabe pulls at the bottom of Sam's shirt, hinting that he wants it off. Sam pulls his upper body away from Gabe to pull his shirt off, but pressed his hips harder against the smaller man. This pulls a sinful moan from Gabe. He can feel Sam's hardened cock pressing against his own, and the feeling is pure pleasure. He watches as Sam's shirt disappears onto the floor. He runs his hand down Sam's chest. "God, Sam. You're like a mountain of muscle," he says with a lilt of mischief in his voice. Sam chuckles softly, pressing his cock more firmly against Gabe's groin. "Here's the only muscle that you need to worry about." It was such sweet friction, Gabe could only tilt his head back and moan loudly. Sam took advantage of this and attacked Gabe's neck, biting and sucking and kissing every part. "You taste so good, Gabe." The smaller man grabbed at Sam's back running his nails up and down, leaving marks. "Oh Sam. Want you, want more."
Sam kissed Gabe hard on the mouth, all teeth and tongue, then pulled away completely. Gabe was panting, eyes unfocused as Sam grabbed his hand and led him to the bed. The taller man unbuttoned his jeans and sat down, pulling Gabe onto his lap. Gabe was straddling Sam, eyes locked with his. Sam ran his hands down Gabe's arms, raking his eyes up and down his body. Gabe could feel every cell in his body screaming for Sam, with each touch. Sam's hard cock was pressing against Gabe's ass, and the only thing the smaller man could think of was Inside. Me. Now. Sam chuckled. "Eager are we?" Gabe realized that he hadn't just thought those words, he said them out loud. He flushed and pushed at Sam until he was lying on the bed. Gabe stood up, taking a deep breath. Okay, Novak.. Get it together. Time to take control. It was his turn to make Sam into a panting mess. He smirked and huskily said, "Let's get you more comfortable, Sammy." And as Sam started to move onto the bed fully, Gabe unzipped the taller man's pants. "Let's see what you've got hiding under there."
Sam scooted up the bed pulling his jeans off in the process. Gabe looked on, entranced at the site of a very large, very muscular, very hot Winchester on his bed. He took a deep breath and crawled on top of Sam, kissing up his stomach to his collar bone and neck. Sam let out a moan, and Gabe's cock twitched with anticipation. "Too many clothes...," breathed Sam, as he reached for Gabe's jeans, pulling at them, almost desperately. Gabe shimmied off his jeans and laid fully on top of Sam, feeling that skin on hot skin contact that they both craved. Gave reveled in the feel of Sam's body for a moment and then worked his way down the taller man's abs again, to the waist band of his boxer briefs. He mouthed Sam's cock through the fabric, pulling another moan from Sam's mouth. He pulled down the briefs and helped Sam out of them. "Fuck, Sam. So fucking hot." Gabe was impressed. He'd had his share of lovers, seen his fair share of cocks, but Sam Winchester was magnificent, a masterpiece.
He stared for a few beats, then softly ran his hand from tip to base of Sam's erect cock. Sam bucked his hips, searching for more friction. "Gabe, please...," he breathed. Gabe's touch became heavier, giving Sam a little more of what he wanted. He kissed and licked the inside of Sam's thighs, stopping as he reached Sam's balls. His hot breath was coming in short puffs, just as aroused as Sam was. But, he had to taste Sam, really taste him. So he wet his lips and licked Sam from base to tip. "Gabe... oh God." Sam's cock was aching and leaking pre-come, and Gabe's mouth was watering. He couldn't wait any longer. He took the head of Sam's cock into his mouth, finally tasting him fully. Sam hissed, panting, grabbing at the sheets under him. Gabe lowered himself, hollowing out his cheeks, trying to take in as much of the the taller man as he could. He breathed through his nose, willing his gag reflex to calm, and pushed further. "Oh God, Gabe. Fuck!" Gabe smiled around Sam's cock, then started to suck, using his hand for whatever didn't fit in his mouth. He bobbed his head and moved his hand, slowly at first, watching Sam's reaction. He wanted to see what Sam liked. Sam threw his head back and moaned loudly, grabbing onto the back of Gabe's head, tangling his fingers in his hair.
Gabe had worked up a steady rhythm, when Sam breathed, "Stop. Gabe. GABE.. STOP." It took Gabe a minute to comprehend what Sam had said, lost in the feel of Sam's cock in his mouth. He paused, then pulled off his cock with a wet pop. He stared at Sam, confused. "What's the matter, Sam? Did I do something wrong?" Sam sat up at that moment and pulled Gabe to his mouth, kissing him hard. He pulled back to catch his breath and said, "Don't want to come that way. Please Gabe, want to feel you inside of me. Want you to fuck me." Gabe's breath caught for a second, and he swallowed hard. He had been sure that Sam would want to top. But this... okay, he was good with this.
Sam lay back down and bent up his knees, giving Gabe more access. Gabe reached over to the bedside table and pulled a bottle of watermelon flavored lube from the drawer. He slicked put his fingers and slowly made his way to Sam's pink hole, stopping to give his balls a little massage along the way. He eased one finger into Sam's heat, feeling the muscles tense a bit as the taller man's breath hitched. Gabe watched Sam intently, making sure he was ready before he started to move. He started off slowly, in and out, just feeling Sam, opening him up carefully. It only took a few pumps of his finger for Sam to be pushing down. "More, Gabe, need more." Gabe added another finger, scissoring Sam open with each movement. Sam was breathing faster and the sight of this made Gabe's cock ache more than he had ever felt. "Are you ready, Sam? You're so beautiful like this, don't think I can wait much longer." Sam only nodded, words unable to be formed. Gabe removed his fingers to Sam's lament, and leaned over to get a condom from the drawer. He rolled it over his cock, giving himself a bit of much needed friction. He slathered lube onto himself, giving a tug to relieve some of the ache that was building up. He knelt between Sam's legs and lined himself up, took a deep breath and surged forward.
He felt himself push past the first ring of muscle and had to stoop. "Fuck, Sam. So tight." He gave a shallow thrust, in and out slowly, watching Sam as the taller man breathed through the initial pain. Sam took a deep breath himself, and Gabe felt the muscles relax more. He pushed deeper, until he was buried balls deep in Sam's ass. "Holy shit, Sam." Gabe had to still, calming himself. He almost came right then. His eyes were closed when he heard Sam say, "Move, Gabe. Move. Now."
Gabe's eyes flew open, locking with Sam's as he started to move, slowly at first.. In and out, in and out, angling his hips slightly with each thrust. "Fuck, Gabe. God, feels so good." He picked up speed, still changing angles a bit. "Oh fuck! Right there... Ohmigod! Oh...Oh Gabe... there.. harder!" Gabe thrust harder and faster, having obviously found Sam's prostate. Seeing the taller man writhing beneath him, falling apart, had him almost out of control, chasing his completion. "God, Sam. Not gonna last this way. Gonna come, you're so fucking hot, so tight. Fuck!" Sam reached between them, grasping his own cock and started tugging. Gabe caught on, and placed one of his hands over Sam's matching their rhythm with his thrusts. He felt Sam's muscles start to tense, and that was all he needed. He stroked Sam faster, thrust faster, losing any rhythm he had. "Sam! FUCK! Gonna come! Come with me baby!" Sam grabbed hold of Gabe's face making sure to lock eyes with the man, then-
"Unnnffff! Oh God!" Strings of white come exploded out of Sam and all over their hands, still wrapped tightly around his cock. The sticky hot of Sam's seed sent Gabe over the edge, falling head long into the most intense orgasm of his life. He kept thrusting through it trying to hold on and not pass out.
When the waves of pleasure had ebbed, he pulled slowly out of Sam, and fell to the bed next to him. They were both trying to catch their breaths as Gabe removed the condom, tied it off, and tossed it away. He exhaled heavily, got off the bed and retrieved a damp towel to clean them off. As he did, he placed soft kisses all over Sam's face and chest, stopping once to take a lick of come from Sam's stomach. The taller man groaned softly, but smiled. "Gabe, man, you're killing me." He laughed softly, reaching for the smaller man and enveloping him. Gabe snuggled into Sam's arms and closed his eyes. "Sam, you're amazing," and he smiled to himself. He could get used to this. Sam just hummed his response as sleep overtook them both.
A/N2: I'm sorry if this is disjointed. I've not been feeling well this week and my brains been a bit tangled.