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Chapter 4

"Glad to see you two seem to have made up." Hariel said as he appeared in the room with a flask in his hands.

"Thank you for helping him." Dean told the archangel who nodded. Sam's eyes were fixed on the flask.

"Hariel?" Sam whispered unable to take his eyes off the container.

"You told Dean what's going to happen?" Hariel asked and Sam nodded.

"That's demon blood?" Dean asked and Hariel nodded, unscrewing the lid. As soon as the scent hit him Sam whimpered and clung to Dean's arm desperately.
"Sammy? Hey, come on kiddo talk to me." Dean pleaded as he felt his arm beginning to tingle from Sam's grip.

"Dean...need it. No, don't want to..." Sam mumbled and Dean glared at Hariel.

"Help him lay down Dean, get him comfortable." The archangel ordered and Dean's glare got worse.

"He said he doesn't want it!" Dean snapped and Hariel nodded.

"Which is good but going cold turkey could kill him, even with how much I was able to heal. So make him comfortable." Hariel ordered and Dean worked at getting Sam to lie down.

"Come on Sammy, you know this has to happen. It'll be okay, I'm right here." Dean soothed as he ran his fingers through Sam's hair. Sam had buried his face in Dean's shirt, making sure he wouldn't look at the flask.

"Sam I need to know a few things before we do this and I need you to look at me." Hariel whispered as he sat on the edge of the bed. It took a few minutes but Sam finally raised his head enough to make eye contact with Hariel and the angel smiled gently. Sam clung to Dean and tried to smile back but he couldn't do it. He was afraid that if Dean saw what Sam had done to himself he'd leave, despite what they'd promised each other earlier. He was scared that once he had fresh blood in him he wouldn't stop, ever.

"It'll be okay Sammy, I won't let you go." Dean whispered and Sam nodded shakily.

"Do you know how much you were drinking and how often?" Hariel asked and Sam thought about it.

"As much as would come from a cut every few days. It was more frequent when Dean was...less often but more at a time after that."

"Alright. I'm going to give you half a glass to start. We'll wait a few minutes after that, see how you feel and then decide whether or not to give you more. Okay?" Hariel told him and Sam nodded before looking over at Dean who gave him a shaky smile.

"Hang on Sammy." Dean told him, removing one of Sam's hands from his shirt to hold.
"I've got you." Dean promised and then the glass of blood was there. Sam gave one last scared look at Dean and then looked at the glass. As soon as he did he couldn't look away. He could smell it and the craving slammed into him a thousand times worse. Hariel held the glass to his lips and Sam drank greedily, trying to lick it clean and then it was gone and Sam snarled at the angel.
"Hey, Sammy come on, calm down. Just try and relax, got to let this lot work before trying more." Dean whispered shakily, sort of scared by the way Sam had snarled. Sam's eyes rolled so that he could see Dean and Dean was relieved when Sam calmed down a bit.

"Dean?" Sam asked and Dean tightened his grip on Sam's hand.

"Right here little brother. You're doing great." Dean told him and Sam squeezed Dean's hand before his eyes rolled back and he moaned.
"Sam?" Dean called and Hariel placed a hand on his shoulder.

"It's the blood Dean, he's alright. That was not pain." The archangel said, smirking slightly and Dean's eyes went wide.

"Oh."

"It's partly the rush and partly..."

"Ruby." Dean growled and Hariel nodded.
"You're telling me she used sex to help hook him?" Dean demanded and Hariel nodded.

"Better pleasure than pain. Though I doubt you'll be willing to stand in for her there." Hariel teased and Dean actually blushed.

"Like you would?" Dean tried to tease back and Hariel looked down at Sam.

"Yeah, if he really wanted me." Hariel said and Dean just stared at him in shock.
"What?"

"But...I thought...you're an angel." Dean stuttered and Hariel smiled.

"I was human remember. And I wasn't exactly a virgin, it was war after all. We all took what comfort we could. It's been ten years Dean and yes I miss sex...but I miss my fiancé more than the act itself." Hariel told him.

"Fiancé? What happened to her?" Dean asked as he adjusted his grip on his squirming brother.

"She died. I peeked in on her once and she's happy in Heaven."

"I'm sorry." Dean told him and Hariel shrugged.

"Even if she had survived we wouldn't be together now." Hariel told him and Dean felt sorry for the angel. He wasn't used to feeling sorry for angel's but Hariel was different, more human than even Castiel could sometimes seem. Sam whimpered, his eyes slowly opening again and Dean hugged him.

"Back with us?" Dean asked and Sam nodded, lethargically. Hazel met green and Sam smiled at Dean.
"How do you feel?"

"Not bad. You're still here?" Sam asked and Dean nodded.

"Told you I'm not leaving." Dean told him and Sam buried his face in Dean's shirt.
"Hey, talk to me Sammy." Dean whispered and he noticed Hariel moving as far away as he could to give them privacy.

"Didn't...you hadn't seen...Dean." Sam whispered, clinging to him. Dean held Sam close, ignoring what he could feel against his leg. He knew it wasn't Sam's fault; it was that bitch Ruby's for getting Sam hooked while he was vulnerable and alone. He knew Sam loved him, they were brothers, but he also knew Sam was not attracted to him like that, they'd caught each other naked or partially so enough times that he would have noticed years ago. And that would have made things very awkward, so he could ignore the hardness pressing into him.

"It's okay Sammy. Whatever it takes to get you better." Dean promised him and Sam wriggled against him only to freeze, eyes wide in horror before he tried to pull back.
"Hey, it's okay." Dean told him, not letting him go.

"But...it's disgusting."

"Sam I know it's just the blood. I'd have noticed years ago if you felt that way about me. It's okay; I'm not disgusted by you." Dean assured him and Sam looked up at him hopefully, making Dean smile at him.
"Do you need some time in the shower?" Dean offered and Sam curled back into him. That was when Dean noticed the slight trembling.
"Sam? You're shaking. Hariel?" Dean called in alarm and the angel quickly moved back to them.
"What's happening?" Dean demanded as Hariel gently checked Sam over.

"He just needs a bit more blood Dean, told we have to slowly up the dose until we reach the right amount." Hariel said, pouring another glass. Sam's head snapped up and around, eyes locked on the glass. Hariel put the glass to Sam's lips and Sam greedily drank it down, one hand moving to clutch at the glass. Dean moved a hand and rubbed at Sam's back, like he had when Sam was a baby and he was feeding him from a bottle, to help settle him down. Sam was writhing on the bed, his body temperature rising as he drank and Dean looked at Hariel.
"Maybe we should start him a cold shower." The angel said and Dean managed a smile.

"Or find a hooker?" Dean offered and Hariel laughed softly as Sam finished the blood, straining for more.
"All done Sam, come on no trying to eat the angel." Dean said since Sam was straining to get at Hariel. Hariel sighed and stood.

"I'll get the shower started, can you manage him alone?" Hariel asked and Dean nodded.

"Always have." Dean murmured, shifting so that he could pull Sam into a sitting position. He had to tighten his hold when Sam tried to kiss him, tapping at Sam's face to try and get him to focus.
"Hey, come on Sammy. You really don't want to kiss me bro." Dean told him and Sam shook his head.

"Dean?" Sam asked, his voice tight and Dean nodded.

"Right here, come on up we get."

"Where we going? Dean...need."

"Yeah I know. We've got a shower started for you, it should help." Dean told him, slinging Sam's arm over his shoulder. He got them to the bathroom, finding it looked a bit different, cleaner and larger. Dean looked at Hariel who shrugged.

"Sam looked a little tall for the shower supplied." Hariel answered and Dean shot him a grateful smile. Sam looked over at Hariel and then lunged forward, out of Dean's grip. He slammed into Hariel and the angel's eyes went wide in shock before Sam's mouth was on his. Dean was frozen in shock as he watched Sam grind himself against the stunned angel who finally raised his hands to Sam's shoulders, trying to gently push Sam back. Sam whimpered when Hariel broke the contact and then Dean moved to pull Sam back.

"No! Please...need." Sam moaned. Hariel looked at him and then Dean.

"Maybe we should get him that hooker." Dean grunted as Sam started struggling.
"Sam! Come on kid calm down." Dean ordered and Sam seemed to shake himself free of his hormones, for the moment.

"Dean? Please..." Sam pleaded and Dean looked up at Hariel, not knowing what to do.

"Give him to me Dean." Hariel said and Dean's eyes went wide.

"What are you going to do?" Dean demanded and Hariel just stared at him.
"You...are you sure?"

"Yes." Hariel answered and Dean took a deep breath but loosened his grip. Sam lunged at Hariel again and Dean made himself leave the room. Hariel caught Sam before he could kiss him and Sam whined.
"Sam I need you to focus." Hariel ordered, pushing power into it and Sam really seemed to see him for the first time.

"Hariel?" Sam's eyes went wide in shock and fear.

"It's alright Sam." The angel told him and Sam stared at him.

"But...but I...you're a..." Sam stuttered and Hariel smiled at him, reaching out to cup Sam's face.

"Sam it's okay. Not a normal angel remember. And you are a very attractive human, not just in looks but personality as well. I am willing to do this if you want and need it." Hariel told him, moving his fingers to curl in Sam's hair as Sam panted for air, trying to think.

"I...please." Sam whispered and Hariel nodded, leaning in to kiss him softly. Hariel released his hold and then Sam was all over him. A flex of Hariel's powers and their clothes were gone, making them both moan as flesh met flesh.

"Sam...Sam have you ever been with another male. Answer me Sam!" Hariel demanded and Sam blinked before shaking his head. Hariel backed Sam towards the shower and they stepped under the spray and then Hariel spun them so his back was against the wall.

"Need you." Sam pleaded and Hariel nodded, leaning in to nip at Sam's neck.

"I know Sam but you need to control this, go slow. You don't want to hurt me do you?" Hariel asked, trying to get to Sam's protective nature towards anyone not a hunt and it worked as Sam's breathing calmed a little.
"That's it Sam, I know it's hard but you can control the urges. We're not stopping, I promise." Hariel whispered, running his hands over Sam's taller form.

"Don't know what, how..." Sam trailed off, seeming almost embarrassed and Hariel nodded, smiling softly.

"It's okay, I do." He told him and Sam relaxed against him, nuzzling his nose against Hariel's neck.

"Smell good." Sam muttered and Hariel laughed.

"Thanks, so do you."

"Hariel, please." Sam begged and Hariel nodded.

"Harry, my human name was Harry. You can use it." Hariel told him and Sam's eyes went wide before he smiled and nodded.

"Harry." Sam whispered, cupping Harry's face to kiss him again. Harry grinned and then jumped up, wrapping his legs around Sam's waist. Sam gasped at the contact, his hand moving to help support Harry's weight. Sam moved closer to the wall so that Harry was also supported by the wall. Harry kissed Sam again, letting his magic free for a moment. Sam gasped and shivered as it caressed his skin briefly.
"Harry?"

"Just getting ready for you Sam." Harry whispered and Sam's eyes widened. It took a little manoeuvring and then Sam slipped inside him. Sam froze once he was in, leaning his forehead against Harry's as he struggled for control. He may have never had sex with another guy before but he'd heard enough to know he had to give Harry time to adjust or he could hurt him.
"You can move Sam, I'm fine." Harry told him, wriggling against him a bit to prove his point. Sam nodded and began to move, leaning in to kiss Harry again while he did so. Sam could feel the demon blood racing through him, tearing at his control, but he wanted this to be more than the mindless sex he had had with Ruby. It was so hard though to try and keep things gentle and then Harry bit his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood and Sam gasped, his movements becoming rougher.
"It's okay Sam, let go." Harry whispered, nipping and sucking at Sam's neck. The whispered permission was all he needed to stop fighting the urges the blood woke in him.

They stumbled out of the bathroom probably half an hour later, hair still wet, to find the room empty and Sam gasped, beginning to shiver. Harry rubbed his arm, wrapping himself around the hunter to offer comfort, and then summoned the piece of paper he saw on the table, holding it out so Sam could see.

Sam and Hariel,

Left to give you guys privacy. Wasn't sure if you'd want to use an actual bed. Have fun. I'll bring dinner back with me around seven.

Dean.

"See Sam, Dean hasn't left you. He just wanted to give us privacy. Do you like listening to Dean when he has a...companion?" The angel asked and Sam shook his head, relaxing into the arms wrapped around his waist.

"I wait in the car." Sam whispered, turning in Harry's arms to pull him closer. Harry laughed and then leant up to kiss him.

"Want more?" The angel whispered and Sam nodded, eyes darkened with lust.

"Bed will make this easier." Harry smiled and then gently pushed Sam back, smiling as Sam landed, sprawled on the bed. Sam blinked up at him and then Harry crawled onto the bed, hovering over Sam.

Dean paused to listen and on hearing only talking he opened the door, smiling when he saw Sam sprawled on the bed, fully clothed, and chatting animatedly with Hariel who was somehow managing to sprawl in one of the rooms chairs.

"Hey, I got burgers." Dean called as Sam hesitantly looked at him. He could practically feel Sam's fear of rejection from the doorway so he walked into the room, tossed a bag at the angle and then collapsed on the bed beside Sam, dangling a bag above Sam.
"And I got your rabbit food Sammy." Dean said as he dropped the bag down on Sam's stomach. Dean opened his own bag and dug into his burger before staring in surprise when he realised the angel was actually eating the burger he'd gotten him. Sensing Dean's gaze Hariel smiled at him.

"Thanks! Haven't actually eaten since I went to Heaven. I didn't realise how much I missed food." Hariel told him and Dean shrugged, embarrassed by his gratitude. Dean glanced at Sam and noticed his brother just staring at the bag on his lap. He felt a pang of guilt hit him, despite their talk he still had a long way to go in getting their relationship back to what it had once been.

"Come on Sammy, eat up." Dean urged softly, reaching over to open the bag for his brother. Sam stared at him, searching Dean for something, and Dean just stared back, letting his eyes show all the love he had for his brother that he could never speak of. Sam gave him a watery smile and then slowly started to eat. Dean grinned and took another bite of his burger before catching sight of Hariel watching them, smiling softly. For some reason, it didn't make him feel defensive like it usually would to have someone watching them like that.

TBC...