Give Me The Damn Candy
Title: Give Me The Damn Candy
Author:paracaerouvoar
Rating: Hard PG-13
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Gabriel
Summary: Dean took the last cherry sucker. Gabriel is not impressed.
Dean narrowed his eyes at the angel lounging on his bed as he came through the door. 'You're on my bed,' he pointed out, heading for his bag, knowing there was a bottle of Jack in the bottom of it.
'Yup!' Gabriel popped the P, flicking the empty stick from his sucker towards the bin. Dean groaned. Ever since the angel had arrived in the backseat of the Impala three weeks ago (scaring the shit out of Dean, who was driving) and announced he was joining the brothers and their renegade angel on 'Team Free Will', he'd delighted in making Dean's life as uncomfortable as possible from a distance. Dean sat down at the cheap wooden table, unscrewing the lid of the glass bottle and taking a long swig.
'Hey, Sparky, pass me another one of those suckers. The red one.' Dean glanced down at the abnormally large pile of candy sitting on the table, and sure enough, on the top was a bright red sucker.
'This one?' Dean asked, picking it up and waving it at him.
'Yeah, just throw it over. I'm sure even you can master simple commands like that,' Gabriel spoke slowly and deliberately, as if Dean was a child, or stupid. 'It's the second one, if you're wondering,' he added. Damnit, Dean cursed. Dude really can read my mind. 'Just give me the damn candy,' Gabe repeated, waving his hand lazily.
Dean glared, before looking back at the sucker lying in his palm, and grinned. He unwrapped the sucker and popped it in his mouth, biting down with a large crunch. He reached over to the pile of candy and picked out a green sucker, tossing it over to Gabriel. It landed in his lap, and he eyed the green candy in disgust. 'I don't like apple,' he said, pouting.
'Sucks to be you then,' Dean said with a smirk, crunching the last of the cherry sucker. He'd forgotten how good they tasted, he hadn't had one since he and Sammy were kids. Gabriel narrowed his eyes and clicked his fingers. The angel vanished, and Dean chuckled, tossing the stick in the bin a couple of feet away and pouring out a measure of JD into the plastic cup on the table, knowing that Sam only bitched when Dean drank straight out of the bottle. He stood up and stretched out his sore muscles, cracking his neck lazily.
Suddenly there was a sound he associated with Cas' vanishing and appearing acts, and Gabriel was in front of him, forearm pushing on his chest as he was thumped against the wall violently. He managed a 'What the-' before Gabriel devoured his lips in a vicious kiss. A tongue pushed against his lips, and he opened them, allowing Gabriel complete access to his mouth. The tongue swirled around his willing mouth, sucking on the leftover taste from the cherry candy. Gabriel's other hand was on the wall next to Dean's head, and one of Dean's hands was on the nape of Gabriel's neck, the other crushed between his and Gabriel's chest.
After Gabriel had apparently gleaned every taste of cherry from his mouth, they parted, breathing heavily (not panting. Dean Winchester does not pant). When they've both caught their breath, Dean licks his lips and swallows. 'Remind me to take the last cherry sucker next time,' he sighed, and Gabriel smirked, before disappearing again.
This time he didn't come back.
Author:paracaerouvoar
Rating: Hard PG-13
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Gabriel
Summary: Dean took the last cherry sucker. Gabriel is not impressed.
Dean narrowed his eyes at the angel lounging on his bed as he came through the door. 'You're on my bed,' he pointed out, heading for his bag, knowing there was a bottle of Jack in the bottom of it.
'Yup!' Gabriel popped the P, flicking the empty stick from his sucker towards the bin. Dean groaned. Ever since the angel had arrived in the backseat of the Impala three weeks ago (scaring the shit out of Dean, who was driving) and announced he was joining the brothers and their renegade angel on 'Team Free Will', he'd delighted in making Dean's life as uncomfortable as possible from a distance. Dean sat down at the cheap wooden table, unscrewing the lid of the glass bottle and taking a long swig.
'Hey, Sparky, pass me another one of those suckers. The red one.' Dean glanced down at the abnormally large pile of candy sitting on the table, and sure enough, on the top was a bright red sucker.
'This one?' Dean asked, picking it up and waving it at him.
'Yeah, just throw it over. I'm sure even you can master simple commands like that,' Gabriel spoke slowly and deliberately, as if Dean was a child, or stupid. 'It's the second one, if you're wondering,' he added. Damnit, Dean cursed. Dude really can read my mind. 'Just give me the damn candy,' Gabe repeated, waving his hand lazily.
Dean glared, before looking back at the sucker lying in his palm, and grinned. He unwrapped the sucker and popped it in his mouth, biting down with a large crunch. He reached over to the pile of candy and picked out a green sucker, tossing it over to Gabriel. It landed in his lap, and he eyed the green candy in disgust. 'I don't like apple,' he said, pouting.
'Sucks to be you then,' Dean said with a smirk, crunching the last of the cherry sucker. He'd forgotten how good they tasted, he hadn't had one since he and Sammy were kids. Gabriel narrowed his eyes and clicked his fingers. The angel vanished, and Dean chuckled, tossing the stick in the bin a couple of feet away and pouring out a measure of JD into the plastic cup on the table, knowing that Sam only bitched when Dean drank straight out of the bottle. He stood up and stretched out his sore muscles, cracking his neck lazily.
Suddenly there was a sound he associated with Cas' vanishing and appearing acts, and Gabriel was in front of him, forearm pushing on his chest as he was thumped against the wall violently. He managed a 'What the-' before Gabriel devoured his lips in a vicious kiss. A tongue pushed against his lips, and he opened them, allowing Gabriel complete access to his mouth. The tongue swirled around his willing mouth, sucking on the leftover taste from the cherry candy. Gabriel's other hand was on the wall next to Dean's head, and one of Dean's hands was on the nape of Gabriel's neck, the other crushed between his and Gabriel's chest.
After Gabriel had apparently gleaned every taste of cherry from his mouth, they parted, breathing heavily (not panting. Dean Winchester does not pant). When they've both caught their breath, Dean licks his lips and swallows. 'Remind me to take the last cherry sucker next time,' he sighed, and Gabriel smirked, before disappearing again.
This time he didn't come back.