SPN/CW RPF FREE-FOR-ALL DIRTY PORN MEME!
Further to my previous post: you advertise for a graphic, and you get several at once. ;) I probably shouldn't post this now, since I have to go to bed imminently, but...porn. So, without further ado, welcome to the
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“Well I think it's hilarious,” Gabriel said mildly, once Richard had ranted himself dry.
Richard rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger, looking very much like someone trying to hold off a migraine. “Okay... for the sake of argument... why?”
“Why what?” Gabriel played dumb.
“Why would you even offer something like that?”
Gabriel blinked. “For fun...” he said slowly, wondering what kind of sad person would ask 'why' someone would offer them (a first class, if he did say so himself) blowjob.
Richard just stared blankly, so Gabriel decided that some encouragement was needed. “Look, you said it yourself. This can't be real. And if you're already on the train to Looneyville, why not just go with it? Nobody here but us... and I won't tell.” He winked for emphasis and Richard rolled his eyes. But he did finally seem to consider the matter.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and after a long moment of quiet he downed his drink in a couple of large gulps and tossed the glass over his shoulder. It clunked to the floor without breaking somewhere around the bedside table. “Well. Sanity is overrated anyhow...”
“So... is that a yes?” Gabriel asked slyly. “You know us angels. We like to have permission.”
Richard blinked as if for a moment he had forgotten that Gabriel was in fact not human, but then he just nodded and leaned back with his hands on the bed behind him. Gabriel didn't waste time. There was no knowing how long he had in this world before someone or something summoned him back, so he would totally make the most of it. He dropped to all fours and did his best porn star imitation, slinking towards the bed like a cat. Richard swallowed, but didn't stop him.
Reaching the bed, Gabriel kept up the cattiness and rubbed his cheek gently against the inseam of Richard's jeans. Richard opened his legs wider and Gabriel followed the seam inwards, until he could nose over what was quickly becoming an obvious bulge. Richard drew in a quick breath and slammed his eyes shut. But a second later he apparently remembered what the novelty was about the whole situation and instead fixed his eyes on Gabriel's face.
Gabriel was having the time of his life. Having had more than a few lifetimes to explode just which nerve endings did what in his vessel, he had some pretty damn good ideas about how to make this a memorable night for Richard. For Gabriel himself, it was a novelty. He'd made duplicates of himself before - heck, he'd had orgies with nobody but his own clones - but never had any one of them had free will. And on top of that, as much as they looked identical, Gabriel couldn't actually be sure that he and Richard were really the same. Who knew how the damn parallel universes worked anyway?
So he was looking forward to some kinky self-sex with the option of a few surprises along the way, and Richard seemed to be on board with that, as far as it went.
Nipping alongside the zipper with his teeth, Gabriel slowly made his way upwards, relishing the way the bulge jumped under his mouth. And if the hitching of his breath was any hint, Richard was totally in the game now. Gabriel slid his hands slowly up Richard's legs, from ankles to thighs, and when he reached the hipbones he squeezed in with his thumbs. There was a spasm in each thigh, and Gabriel smirked as Richard panted out a quiet curse. Identical nerves so far.
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