Author's Note: Well, this is the end of the story! I hope that you all enjoyed ^^ Next one up is the Debriel Christmas fic that I've been slowly working on. I also have a couple more one-shots I need to do before the end of the month!

Wish me luck!

~This has been edited by QueenOfHearts

Chapter Twelve

Snuggling into the warmth of Sam's chest, Gabriel traced idle patterns on the hunter's skin. The night before had been everything he wanted. For the first time that he could remember he felt secure that his partner was in love with him. It was a heady feeling, one he would have run from in different circumstances. Instead, Gabriel propped his chin on Sam's pec and looked at the sleeping man.

Straddling the hunter's waist, Gabriel smirked before leaning forward and placing his lips upon Sam's. The brunet lifted his arms automatically, one holding Gabriel's head in place while the other rested on his hip. As they broke apart, Gabriel looked into those hazel eyes he never wanted to be separated from again. "Morning, Samshine," whispered the archangel in a low tone, enjoying the way Sam trailed his hand through his blond hair.

"Morning, Gabe. Merry Christmas." Pecking the other's lips, Gabriel smiled. "You know I was thinking while you were looking all kinds of adorable asleep. I know I told you that you could have me for Christmas, but I think I might have been holding back a bit." Reaching behind himself, Gabriel used a bit of grace to stretch and slick his hole, spreading lube on the hunter's cock before grasping it.

Sam frowned, "I thought you were low on grace?" he asked, though the hunter placed both hands on Gabriel's thighs. The archangel shook his head, pumping Sam's cock until it was hardening under his touch. "I am, but I have enough for this… there's something I want to show you once you're in me." They remained quiet while Gabriel worked, lining himself up and sinking down on Sam's erection once it was hard enough. Both moaned at the joining, Sam using a hand to pinch one of the archangel's nipples.

"You wanted to show me something? Fuck, Gabe, you're so good around me." Shifting until he was comfortable, Gabriel reached forward and placed his hand over Sam's eyes. The hunter didn't fight him, though he did buck up at the first touch of Gabriel's grace entering his body. It took effort for the archangel to make the connection he wanted and not latch entirely onto Sam's bright soul. Instead, he left a tether of grace inside Sam, just enough to do what he wanted.

Pulling his hand back, Gabriel waited for Sam to open his eyes, the hunter's cock throbbing inside him. Needing to move, Gabriel rolled his hips, keeping Sam mostly inside. Hands gripped his hips tightly, Sam finally opening his eyes and looking up at Gabriel. "You ready?" asked the blond, not waiting for Sam to do more than a nod before releasing his wings.

The six appendages shimmered into existence; their form invisible to human eyes, all except for Sam's. At the sight of his glimmering golden wings, Sam nearly threw the archangel off by how hard he bucked. Crying out, Gabriel fluffed his wings, flapping them ever so slowly to keep his balance as the hunter fucked him, hazel eyes never leaving the new sight.

"Sam!" Gabriel near screamed, a hand leaving his hip to dive into the soft feathers. It nearly made him come, having Sam card his fingers through the soft underside of a wing. The archangel tried to keep his eyes locked on Sam, to gauge how the human was handling the new addition to their bedroom when Sam dug his other hand into the bottom set of his other side.

Tossing his head back, Gabriel placed both hands on Sam's chest to remain upright as the hunter continued his assault. Rocking into Sam's thrusts which seemed to only gain depth as the human explored his wings. The blond couldn't do more than react, his balls tightening and drawing up in an impending release. Gabriel tried to warn Sam, but all he could get out was a scream which held just a touch of his true voice as he came.

Sam didn't last much longer. Collapsing on Sam's chest, Gabriel whimpered as the hunter repositioned himself, feet braced on the mattress while pounding deep and hard into the archangel, grunting his release. Kissing along the sweaty skin of his lover, Gabriel sighed into Sam's hold, relaxing while curious fingers once again returned to his wings.

Ten minutes later and the wings disappeared, Gabriel nothing but a puddle of goo on top of his human. Sam rested his hands on Gabriel's back, rubbing the damp skin while the archangel tried to come back to Earth. "Why did you put them away? It looked like you were enjoying it." Humming, Gabriel curled around the hunter; his body relaxed in a way he hadn't felt since he was very young, trusting the human with his very self.

"I was. I never knew it would feel like that. I mean I could guess; our wings are our purest physical form… but wow Sam." The hand which had been cupping his ass stilled.

"You mean you never let anyone else touch your wings? Ever?" the hunter asked. Shaking his head, Gabriel hummed in contentment as the hand continued to trail from his shoulder down to his ass.

"Of course not, our wings are sacred. I used to help the fledglings groom theirs, but I haven't let anyone touch mine since before I left Heaven… one of my brothers could have done some considerable damage to my grace through them."

Shifting slightly made Sam's flaccid cock leave his hole. "To answer your question though, I only let you borrow enough grace to see them for a short while. I can do it again if you want later." Sam was quick to agree to see Gabriel's wings again, and by the way those hands massaged his ass cheeks, Gabriel could guess Sam got off on it just as much as he did. Good, it was nice to know that they shared at least one kink.

"Is there a way to let me see them all the time? I know you're probably used to hiding them, but even if it's only when we're in the bunker… I liked seeing them." At the request, Gabriel laughed, pulling himself up enough to look at Sam who was biting his bottom lip waiting for an answer.

"Tell you what, if you still want me come New Years' we can talk about setting a wedding date, yeah?" At the look of confusion, Gabriel closed the distance between them, loving the feeling of Sam's lips against his own. "To keep a part of my grace with you, we would need to get angel-married. I should warn you that there's no angel-divorce, so you need to take some time and think about it." Placing his finger on Sam's lips before he could say anything, Gabriel winked at the hunter.

"Not today, I think there's a group of people waiting for us downstairs. Let's get dressed, join the family, and tonight I'll give you a shot of grace so you can explore my wings while you fuck me, okay?" Sam smirked before slipping his fingers down the archangel's crack and rubbing at his sensitive entrance. It took far more effort than it should have for Gabriel to pull away from Sam's touch and climb out of bed.

Snapping his fingers, the archangel cleaned their bodies, rolling his eyes as Sam protested the use of grace. Once they were dressed, Gabriel waited for Sam by the door not knowing if the brunet wanted to let the others know that they were more than fucking now. He didn't have to worry. Once they were down the stairs, Sam was quick to place his hand on Gabriel's hip, holding the archangel against him while they entered the library.

Dean rolled his eyes, Castiel blushed slightly before turning away –he would have to apologize for the burst of grace later, that was something Castiel probably hadn't wanted to feel-, and Jack happily pointed above their heads with a laugh. Looking up, Gabriel spotted the mistletoe, just before Sam dragged him into a kiss. Laughing once they broke apart, the archangel rushed to grab the presents and passed them out to his small family.

With his back turned, Gabriel missed the look Sam gave the star at the top of the tree, a smile on the hunter's lips while he whispered a soft 'thank you.' Blinking as the star glowed for a second, Gabriel shrugged before throwing Dean a box with his name on it, the hunter catching his prize. Turning to Sam, Gabriel wasn't expecting the hunter to slam their lips together upon his return.

"How about a New Year's wedding, Gabe?" Looking into those sparkling hazel eyes, Gabriel ignored the shout from their brothers and the wolf whistle from Charlie. Jumping up, Gabriel dropped the gift he had been passing his hunter, Sam catching him and hoisting him up while they laughed into another kiss. A New Year's wedding worked for him.