WARNING!: This gets a little heated. Actually it gets very heated. I might have to make this M now.

Valentine's Day 2.0

Sam followed Dean and Castiel down the hallway towards the hotel rooms. His brother and Cas were holding hands and talking softly, it was almost too romantic for Sam, though he bit his tongue. He could mock Dean about the chick flick moment later.

They reached their rooms about the same time, since Sam's was closer. He opened the door, and quickly closed it again.

He looked over, expecting to meet Dean and Cas's stares but they'd already entered the room. No real wonder why, Valentine's Day and all.

The door opened, revealing Gabriel, who looked unimpressed.

"Oh, it's just you."

"I hope you weren't expecting someone else," he replied shortly – no that was not a joke about his height – though his smile took the venom out of the words.

"Well, won't you come in?"

"Someone's in the way." Sam said lightly, Gabriel opened the door and backed up, gesturing for him to enter.

It wasn't the room when he'd first checked in, Gabriel had… remodeled. The bed was slightly larger, long enough for Sam to fit, and the sheets looked like silk or something nice. They were a dark green that Sam thought was referred to as hunter green and had no doubt that was intentional. There were candles everywhere, and at the set table there was a bouquet of roses.

Gabriel closed the door behind him, with a soft click that made Sam turn.

"Gabe…"

The archangel shoved his hands in his pockets, "you do like it, right? I was pretty sure you were the romantic type but…"

Sam nodded, "I just… you didn't have to do this."

"Well you don't have to put up with me either but you do," he gave a small shrug as though this was perfectly normal.

That was enough for Sam, who pulled him into a kiss. It was rather light, given the romantic mood, but it had the desired result of making Gabriel grin.

"I more than put up with you," Sam murmured, "I think it's called love."

"I knew you were the romantic type!" Gabriel's grin widened, "and love you too kiddo." He tugged Sam into another kiss, deeper this time, with tongue and teeth, that ended with Sam sitting on the edge of the bed, Gabriel kneeling over him, arms over Sam's shoulders.

"You know we could just skip dinner," Gabriel murmured, his voice had deepened, and he added, "Sam."

That got the shiver out of Sam, who licked his lips, tasting chocolate and starlight there. Well he wasn't sure what starlight tasted of but there was the hint of ancient energy so starlight was closest he could get.

"Tempting," he hissed back, before kissing Gabriel again, leaning back slightly.

He fell back against the bed, it had to be one of the softest things he'd ever lain on, Gabriel pressed against him, hands roaming his chest, while his tongue explored the inside of Sam's mouth.

Sam dragged his fingers down Gabriel back, starting at the shoulder blades and pressing down gently, which was almost guaranteed to drive his lover mad.

Sure enough Gabriel ground against him, hands grabbing Sam's sides.

Sam pulled back, breathless, "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to buy me dinner first."

Gabriel made a whining sound, "Sammm!"

He grinned back, and tried to stand. Gabriel smirked as he tried twice more to get up, unable to move the archangel off him.

"Gabe…"

"Sam?"

"Come on now."

"Well, that was my plan."

Sam gave him a dirty look, not the kind Gabriel was hoping for, and tried to get up again.

"You shouldn't tease me like that." Gabriel murmured softly, a rough edge to his voice.

"Yes, but if I eat now, we won't have to stop between rounds. Plus the food'll get cold."

"Hello, archangel, that food gets cold only when I say it gets cold."

Sam laughed, sitting up this time, Gabriel was grinning.

"Fine, but eat quick."

Sam pushed his hair behind his ears, "I shouldn't savor it?"

Gabriel growled under his breath, "I'm still tempted to push you back down."

"And do what?"

Gabriel's eyes narrowed, "screw you down into the mattress until you scream my name."

Sam swallowed, now he was tempted, "aren't you romantic?"

Gabriel raised an eyebrow, "I can do that too." He gestured to the room.

Sam nodded, "very romantic."

Gabriel leaned forward, his check brushing Sam's and his breath brushed his ear, "I was made to worship and love my father. It may be a sin that I would rather worship and love you but I would spend an eternity in hell for a moment with you."

Sam's mouth fell open, okay, yeah, that was romantic. Gabriel pulled back with a small smile, and gave Sam a quick chaste kiss.

"I love you. Can we screw now?"

"Love you too, but no. I'm starving."

Gabriel slid back off the bed, "well then, don't want you fainting from hunger. That would really kill the mood."

"Definitely." Sam stood up, "what is for dinner anyway?"

"Spaghetti." Gabriel shrugged, "seemed nice enough."

"It's good. I'd eat anything right now."

Sam paused, sitting at his spot was the bouquet of roses, "Gabe, I… didn't get you anything."

"Why do you think I want to skip dinner?"

Sam chuckled, "fair enough, but I figured there'd be chocolate around here somewhere."

Gabriel smirked, raising his eyebrows, "I figured that would be for… after dinner as well."

Sam swallowed, "oh."

Gabriel's smirk widened and turned dirty, "eat up, Sam."

He paused, "I… I need to wash my hands."

Gabriel gave him an odd look but gestured to the bathroom, "I didn't move it or anything."

Sam stepped in to the small room… well now it wasn't so small.

"Gabriel, I assume you're the reason the bathtub is now twice as large as it used to be!"

"No need to shout."

Sam whirled, jerking back when he found Gabriel at the door.

"You're always complaining that the bathtub's aren't big enough for you to take a bath in, so…"

"You made it big enough for two?" Sam paused after a moment and thought about what he'd said, "oh."

Gabriel shrugged, smiling slightly, "I figured you might want to try it."

"What's the point of getting clean now. We're just going to get dirty."

Gabriel got his wicked smirk back and stalked forward, "the point Sam, is that it takes longer for me to make a mess of you."

This time the kiss was heated and filled with desire and as Gabriel pulled at Sam's shirt he decided that dinner could wait.

XXX

PB: And then they had sex.

Me: * cowers in embarrassment * I can't write smut! I'm sorry! This is the closest I've ever come!

PB: *sighs*

Me: Shut up, you're a rabbit.

Casey: * drops a box of chocolate on PB's head *

PB: Ow!

Me: MINE!

Gabriel: Mine!

Me: Get your own! You've got Sam after all!

Casey: * yodels * Happy Valentine's Day!