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[low_key_angel]

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Gabriel crowded him against the wall, claiming his lips in an eager kiss, tongue darting between his lips. His fingers find the button to Sam's jeans and help him finish undoing them.

"Yeah. I think we can be a few minutes late, don't you?"

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[second_son83]

Sam moaned into the kiss ,one hand finding its was into his Angel's hair. His tongue tangled with the others, licking the taste of sugar sweetened coffee off Gabriel's tongue. No matter what time of day it was, Gabriel always tasted of sugar.

With the Archangel's hand undoing his pants, and the thought of what was to come, Sam felt himself start to harden. It was amazing how little it took for Gabriel to have panting and needy.

"Yeah... we.. we can be late..." he said, trying to focus on Gabe's golden eyes.

[low_key_angel]

Sam smells wonderful, clean and masculine and heady as Gabriel pulled him into his arms. His hand slid into his jeans, fingers dancing along silken, warm flesh. With a wicked grin against his lips, he hauled him out of his jeans before sliding down his body to his knees.

"More than a little late."

[second_son83]

Sam didnt know when his yes decided to shut on him but it was somewhere around the time Gabe reached inside his jeans. Then all of a sudden the Archangel was on his knees and Sam felt the air leave his lungs in one rush.

"Holy..." he started but he cut himself off, making sure he didnt say anything too religious. Sam knew he'd feel kinda weird is all of a sudden Gabe started calling out for John mid sex.

[low_key_angel]

Really it had only taken one time to dissuade Sam from calling out "oh God" during any of their intimate encounters. It was a normal reaction, and for the most part, it didn't bother Gabriel. But there was a weird factor there that he could do without.

Grinning wickedly up at Sam, Gabriel hauled him out of his jeans and stroked his length slowly. This was his favorite part. Watching Sam lose himself in sensation and heat. Leaning closer, he opened his mouth and enveloped him in warmth. He always had a bit of an oral fetish, and Sam was always more than willing to accommodate his desire to go down on him whenever he wanted.

.. except for that time when Dean caught them in the back of the Impala..

[second_son83]

Sam never realized that most of what came spilling out of his mouth during sex was, to one degree or another, religious. Its weird, the things you say without realizing.

His eyes locked onto those golden orbs that he swore could see into his soul. His chest heaved with each breath. Both of his hands were flat against the wall, trying tp keep himself upright in caee his legs stopped working which, right now, when the Arhangel pulled him out and swallowed him down, was a very likely scenario.

The Impala incident... it was Gabe's fault. Pure and simple. Sam said they shouldn't, that they'd get caught, it wasnt worth the risk but when you have a beautiful celestial being tugging at your jeans, most thought goes out the window anyway. But it was still Gabriel's fault.

[low_key_angel]

It's blame he'll gladly take.

There's something wonderful about pinning Sam to the wall and watch his careful control come apart. His hunter is big, and always so careful with people, mindful of his size and how it can affect others. But when they're together, watching him lose that control and let go, trust Gabriel to catch him, he loves it. Can't get enough of it as he lazily looks up at Sam through his eyelashes, lips and tongue dancing along his swiftly hardening length.

A thumb raises up, caressing the hollow points of Sam's hips, drinking in all of those wonderful, slow sounds of pleasure that start slipping from Sam.

[second_son83]

Sam's a control freak, pure and simple. Giving this much power and control over to someone else, especially someone he trusted so much.... well... it made his head swim.

He couldn't help but gasp for breath, his gentle moans cut short as he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. He had to look away from those eyes. It was too much for him. "Fuck, Gabriel," he moaned as his head tipped back.

His stomach muscles tensed and he shuddered as Gabe played with an overly sensitive part of his body. He watched his Archangel's lips move along his rock hard length, eyes transfixed to the motion.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel hummed happily around his cock, eyes warm and heated. "Love it when you talk dirty, Sam."

Advantage of having an archangel lover? Telepathic talk while the rest of him was occupied. His fingers slid up, dancing around the hollows of his hips and the flat of his stomach. Lips, tongue and teeth even dance lightly along his length and the sensitive skin of his thighs.

[second_son83]

Sam was used to hearing Gabriel talk ro him like that, however, this time he wasn't expecting it. It kinda confused him for a minute when didnt feel Gabe's lips leave his oh so hard dick. Then he remembered. "That... that wasnt that bad," he said as small tremors travelled through his body due to Gabe 's fingers trailing around his hips.

The Archangel's lips began to pull more noises out of the hunter, prompting Sam to run a hand through Gabriel's hair, pulling at it gently.

[low_key_angel]

Not bad? I'll have to try harder.

And with that, Gabriel began sucking him down in earnest, lips and tongue dancing along his length, looking at him with warm, heated eyes. God he loved this, every sound that slipped free. The tight tug in his hair brought a quiet little hiss, fingers digging into his thighs.

Oh yes. That was good.

[second_son83]

The hunter's eyes slipped shut as his Angel sucked him even harder. He groaned loudly, fist tightening in Gabe's hair. "Oh my-" he cut himself off... mindful of what he was saying.

His thigh muscles flexed under the other's fingers."Gabriel," he moaned, head tipped back against the wall.

[low_key_angel]

Holding the base of his cock with one hand, Gabriel kept sucking greedily along his length, tongue dragging along the warm, heavy weight of him in his mouth. Sam was so close to coming unraveled, to losing his tightly held control and that was what he'd been working towards.

"Do we have time for more?" he murmurs against his hip. "Or should I finish you off right here, Sammikins?"

[second_son83]

Holy shit he was so damn close. And Gabriel sucking like that wasnt gonna make anything any easier. He was co close to falling happily over that edge, moans getting louder and louder, quicker and closer together.

But then Gabriel stopped, that warm mouth disappeared, leaving his cock needy and out in the open. With a whimper as to why Gabe stopped, Sam looked back down, eyebrows knitting together at his angel's question.

"We.... we have more time," he panted, eager for anything Gabriel wanted to do.