Chapter Eleven

Gabriel lost count of how many times he stopped and observed what he was doing or what was happening around him and asked himself how it was possible that he was there at all. He did not know whom to curse for this life he had to build for himself. He accepted everything as a necessity, things that were needed to be done. It didn't mean that he was in any way less irritated about them. He contemplated not just once whether it would be better if he stopped, if he would let Michael and Raphael find him. Michael would surely punish him for his departure and even more so for the taint of Creide's spell that Gabriel could feel in every fiber of his vessel – his body – and surely his older brothers would feel too. He would be punished and he would have to bow down and step in line, everything would be simple after that. Black and white, his brother would make all decisions and Gabriel wouldn't need to do anything but obey. His path would be clear and simple once again, but no matter how simple it seemed the very thought of following and obeying Michael like he was God made his very being shudder with sense of wrongness that was thousand times worse than the feel of his darkened soulless vessel confining his grace.

And yet it was him posing as some god. The thought still made his grace coil tighter uncomfortably, it was something his Father would certainly punish yet he did not show nor did he summon Gabriel for his disrespect and that was a cold and lonely feeling. At this point he would've been glad if his Father showed up just to admonish him. That was his family, brothers he was hiding from, brothers he left behind and a Father that has abandoned them all. He was alone... well almost, he reminded himself as he shifted his awareness back to his surroundings. Only two walls separated him from Dean, the angel only widened his senses for a short moment to confirm that he was still in the same room. His... companion was enjoying some long demanded female company, several for that matter. Gabriel would've gone to find someone worthy of punishment by a higher power but Dean warned him of going alone for a trip like that. Gabriel wanted to chide him for such an unnecessary warning, but realized that it was probably wiser to listen to his advise. The archangel found himself being surprised many times by the human world he always thought he knew well, better than any angel. His experiences were most definitely limited now that he looked back on them.

He agreed to follow Dean's instructions so he stayed close and waited. He never would've thought that he would ever listen to a word of a worldly creature like him, but here he was following the path he had opened up and helped to build. Loki... that was his new name. It felt foreign and empty, and he might've been on his way to pretend to be something else but he was not ready to throw his sacred God-given name away, Dean said he only had to use it among other gods so Gabriel hoped it will take more time before they encountered some. No matter what a name was a powerful thing, he was reshaped to something new, he may have started to carve out a place for himself in the world but the second he took that name as his he would be remade with no hope to ever truly turn back.

'Were you standing here all night?' came a voice to his left and he turned and looked at Dean. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice him approaching. He was only half-way dressed and even his feet were bare as he leaned to the wall looking at the angel. Gabriel's eyes shifted to the various symbols and words marking the demigod's skin. Some he recognized as protection, some where parts of more offensive magic.

'Are you feasting your eyes on me right now?' Dean asked in an obviously amused tone.

'You have seven different spells seared on your body' Gabriel observed.

'Yes, I'm aware. It's my body after all' came the answer. Dean's tone was even more cheerful than usual. 'But really, if I had known that you would stand in one place and do nothing all night I would've invited you in. I'm sure the ladies would've liked you very much.'

Gabriel scowled at him and Dean chuckled at his reaction.

'Oh come inside already' Dean laughed as he pushed himself away from the wall. 'They're already left' he added when the angel wanted to open his mouth to protest. All the various scents inside hit Gabriel at once, but one was stronger than anything else and he frowned at the light veil of smoke.

'What is this?' he asked.

'Just burning some moonflower' Dean answered with a sly smile then he turned away and filled two goblets. He handed one to Gabriel, that amused and easy smile was still playing on his lips but now his darkened eyes also caught the angel's attention.

'You're intoxicated' he concluded, the smoke was not affecting him but he could still sense what it was capable of. Dean shrugged.

'Just a little, my mind is clear enough it just makes me... relaxed' he smiled again then he took a few large gulps from his drink. Gabriel followed his example and was surprised when he tasted something thicker, smoother and sweeter than wine. Dean must've read his pleased surprise as his smiled widened to a grin. 'Good, huh?' he asked. 'Not the kind of liquor I can often get my hands on, so enjoy.'

'You seem to be in very good mood' the angel said.

'Oh yes' Dean replied with a laugh. 'You know a good thorough fucking tends to have that effect.' Gabriel stopped drinking for a moment then swallowed his drink carefully. 'I was not joking when I said that it would do you a-'

'And I was not joking when I said that I don't intend to... indulge in such things' Gabriel interrupted. Dean rolled his eyes dramatically.

'I'm trying to convince you that there is something very good and enjoyable you could do and you're resisting me' he said in an incredulous tone.

'It would be best if you stopped bringing this up' Gabriel told him.

'But I just don't understand-'

'I think I told you enough about the Nephilim' Gabriel interrupted angrily. 'The Giants' he clarified at Dean's frown. 'Even you can see why it would be... inadvisable to repeat mistakes of the past.'

'Oh' Dean blinked a few times then understanding lighted up his face. 'So that's why you're objecting so much' he said with a chuckle. 'Human women are off the list then, no problem. There are plenty of other options.'

Gabriel took a deep breath at those words and lightly shook his head. He knew Dean's stubbornness well, that was the very first thing he learnt about him, so he had the feeling that it would take a long time for him to forget about this. He did not plan to cave in this time though no matter how annoying the demigod started to be. He took another sip from his drink and when he looked up again Dean was looking at him with a particular expression on his face, he seemed thoughtful but there was something unreadable in his eyes as well. Then he emptied his goblet and put it down.

He walked across the room and only stopped right in front of Gabriel then he took the goblet out of his hand and put it aside without a word.

'What is it?' he asked. He actually had to tilt his head back a little to look at his face with such a small distance between them.

'I'm tired of having an argument when I know that I'm right' he said as he leaned closer putting one of his elbows on the wall right above Gabriel's shoulder.

'What are you doing?' the angel asked with a deep frown.

'Winning this argument the simplest way possible' the demigod answered. Now that he was this close Gabriel could smell the sweet-sharp scent of the moonflower smoke on his skin, but no trace of anything else not even the smell of the women he laid with. Gabriel was used to his presence, his power was all dark corners and sharp edges, but something burningly alive with the brilliance of a human soul buried underneath it all. It was a fascinating contradiction even without paying attention to the way he really was.

The feel of soft wet lips on the side of his neck made him froze and tense up.

'Dean, what are you-' His question was cut off when one of Dean's fingers landed on his lips.

'Silence, trust me' he said, still close enough that his breath was dancing on Gabriel's skin. 'It's just some fun. It's practically causing me physical pain look at you being like this, bright things should not be so still' his lips descended to Gabriel's neck again. Mouthing at the skin there, his lips exploring, teeth grazing gently, tongue darting out to taste. While his hand slid down from his lips to the other side of his neck his thumb stroking the line of his jaw.

'Dean-' Gabriel tried to interrupt again but his voice sounded uncertain even to his own ears.

'Calm down already' Dean chuckled, his breath coming out in a huff and Gabriel could feel it on his skin how his lips curled up into a smile. 'Close your eyes' Dean breathed. 'Don't think of anything... Trust me' he said again when the angel didn't comply immediately. Gabriel closed his eyes and was surprised by the shallow breath that rushed out of him when Dean's entire body closed in, crowding him to the wall.

It was hard not to think as he couldn't even begin to comprehend what exactly was happening or figure out what could've possibly triggered it, but the sensation of Dean being this close and his mouth mapping his skin was surprisingly distracting and Gabriel found his thoughts being cut off repeatedly. The demigod unbraced the clasp on his cape and pushed it down from his shoulders swiftly then he leaned down to seal his lips on his now exposed throat. It sent an unexpected shiver down Gabriel's spine and it was an unusual feeling, but not unpleasant. Dean untied the lace of his shirt next exposing more skin and dragging his lips down to the top of Gabriel's breastbone. His other hand descended and pulled his shirt out of his trousers then warm fingers slid underneath the material and a quiet noise escaped Gabriel's lips without conscious thought or his permission. Dean chuckled darkly into his skin.

'Now that's more like it' he said, his breath ghosting over Gabriel's throat. Then he grabbed his shirt with both of his hands and tugged it upwards and the angel had to raise his arms to allow the material to be pulled over his head. Dean tossed the shirt away carelessly before he slid closer covering Gabriel's body with his own until they were chest to chest their skin touching and the angel's breath got stuck in his throat when Dean slid a knee between his legs and leaned in even more. 'Hmm' hummed the demigod, he caressed Gabriel's cheek with the tip of his nose. 'That's what I like to feel' he said as he rolled his hips forward. The angel inhaled sharply at the sudden sensation that ran through his body. It was unknown and surprising, his body's reaction was instantaneous. His heartbeat and breathing already increased, but now he felt as his skin warmed and tightened, how his blood was rushing down into his groin with vehemence. Now everything was as far from "unpleasant" as possible.

Dean kept up the slow motion of his hips for a little while as he kissed, licked and bit the soft skin under his lips. Gabriel's hands darted up and grabbed a hold of him when he sucked a red mark into the skin where neck met shoulder, he licked over the sensitive skin before descending down to the angel's collarbone then even lower. He briefly licked over a nipple then he slowly slid down to his knees not once separating his lips from Gabriel's skin. The angel looked down opening his eyes.

'Dean wha-'

'Hush now' Dean interrupted him once again. 'I don't get down on my knees just for anyone so appreciate it by not asking questions for once.'

Dark green eyes locked on him and Gabriel nodded, he got a wide smile in return. Dean leaned closer again and the angel's head tipped back and knocked to the wall when he pushed his face into the growing hardness. Gabriel could feel his breath even through the material as he was nuzzling, mouthing and stroking him through it. His breath was shallow and his heartbeat was faster than he had ever experienced before while sweat broke out on his skin, but nothing compared to the way his body heated up even further whenever Dean put pressure on the hard blood-filled body part still confined in his slacks.

Dean undid his belt and untied the lace of his pants wispily and Gabriel sucked in a sharp breath as air hit the heavy erection between his legs. The demigod stroked a hand up his thigh in a somewhat soothing gesture as the angel's breath was coming in shallow gasps. Gabriel could do nothing to stop the noise coming out of his mouth when Dean wrapped his fingers around his length. He grabbed onto one of Dean's shoulders in reaction too.

'Relax' Dean soothed as he made long gentle strokes. 'Don't break my shoulder' he added and Gabriel eased up his hold at the warning. When Dean leaned in to lick a long line along the underside of his erection was when Gabriel's mind fell to pieces. His entire perception narrowed down to the warm wet tongue caressing his flesh, then Dean's full lips were on him too mouthing along his length and he was overwhelmed.

He felt like the sensation was too much, it sent electric heat over every part of him and he could not control his body like he was used to, not either of his physical reactions nor the noises that he made. He moaned loudly when Dean closed his lips around the thick dripping head of his hard member and his head slammed back into the wall while his other hand came up too finding grip on Dean's skull. The only thing he could remind himself was not to grip too tightly. Dean swirled his tongue around the head and also licked at the slit teasingly before he started sucking. Gabriel felt as pressure was building inside of him, making his skin feel tighter and hotter with every second.

'Dean... I'm... nhh' his words died and morphed into another moan as the demigod took him in deeper into his mouth. The feel of the tight heat encircling him was indescribably pleasurable and he couldn't think of anything but to feel more and to reach the end of the building pressure because as it increased it became better and he felt like he would ignite and burn down to ashes if it didn't... end somewhere... soon. Dean was moving his head swiftly, his hand holding tightly and stroking what he couldn't swallow while his lips were firmly wrapped around the throbbing flesh as it filled his mouth.

It took nothing but a moment more for Gabriel's body to tense up completely as the burning pleasure exploded inside of him and all thought fled from his mind just like his sense of his surroundings. Outside of the pleasure washing over his body it filled him also with such completion he has never experienced before. He did not pay attention to Dean as his senses slowly returned to him, he opened his eyes only long moments later. His breathing and heartbeat were still erratic and he was leaning heavily on the wall as Dean was holding his hips keeping him there.

'So was I right, or was I right?' Dean asked as he put a kiss on his stomach and looked up at him with darkened mischievous green eyes.

'This...' Gabriel breathed out, he didn't actually have the words to describe it, but Dean surely knew what he felt right now. 'I don't even... so good' he said finally, it was still hard to focus for him but he didn't care. Dean chuckled again and he sounded rather pleased.

'Oh trust me... this is not even the best of it' he said and Gabriel had to look down on him again. His smiling lips looked blood-red and swollen. 'Let me guess... that sounds very intriguing, right?' The angel just nodded again as Dean got to his feet.

'I'm... what made you do this?' he asked because despite the demigod's insistence that he had to engage in such activities he did not think that he would actually take things into his own hand... and he literally did that, which sounded rather amusing when he thought about it, he felt that his lips curled up to a small smile.

'Why not?' Dean shrugged as he asked, he didn't step back from Gabriel, but the angel didn't mind. 'No need to think too deeply Gabriel' he said, his words dropping down to an almost whisper. 'It is something fun and pleasurable, you do it to make yourself feel good. And I just could not stand you not knowing what you were missing. Now I won the argument, right?' he was smirking now.

'Yes, you convinced me... thoroughly' Gabriel answered.

'Good' Dean answered and he reached out and picked up Gabriel's goblet he put aside earlier, he pushed closer to the angel's body while doing so and he looked down with a raised eyebrow right after.

'Yes, you are very much convinced I see' he said slyly.

'Well, you're very close' Gabriel said, that surely was a suitable explanation why his body started to react again.

'Oh you flatter me' Dean chuckled. 'You want me to touch you again?' he asked in playful tone as he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

'Yes' Gabriel answered right away.

'Hmm... fine, but I want something too first' Dean said and again his eyes were sparkling with humor.

'All right, what is it?' Gabriel asked, he was not surprised about the request as Dean very much enjoyed such activities. The demigod didn't answer, not with words. He put the goblet down again then wrapped a hand at the back of Gabriel's neck and sealed their lips together. The angel parted his lips when he felt Dean's tongue seeking entry and he moaned at the feel of it. It was not as intense pleasure as when Dean's lips were otherwise occupied but it was still good. He was more surprised when Dean echoed his moan with his own when Gabriel managed to mimic what the demigod was doing and kissed him back.

They only parted after long moments and Dean's lips were even redder now and Gabriel suspected that his own looked slightly similar as he felt that they became warmer and were tingling with sensation.

'You wanted this?' Gabriel asked, his voice quieted down.

'Not every day can I have the first kiss of an archangel' Dean answered with a smile and Gabriel found himself smiling back.

TBC...