Angel Things, Sam/Gabriel - wing!porn 1/2lilchibibunnyAugust 30 2010, 19:16:18 UTC
Gabriel is too aware that Sam has a huge hard on for angel things. He guesses it's because he wants to be saved or some shit like that, but Sam Winchester basically has a boner for anything angel, which usually works in Gabriel's favor. The sex is pretty fucking amazing and Gabriel doesn't mind the advantages of being what he is turning someone on.
What Sam asks for, well. "Please," Sam murmurs into Gabriel's ear one day. "Please take them out."
Gabriel usually just doesn't answer and just grabs available skin and that's mostly enough to distract Sam. "Kind of a personal thing there, Sam," Gabriel replies, letting his mouth slide down to Sam's neck and suck a mark there.
Sam groans, and dammit, his hands are at Gabriel's sides, slowly moving upward to his shoulderblades. "How long have we been doing this?" Sam asks him, and Gabriel can feel his voice rumble.
"A while," Gabriel replies flippantly. For fuck's sake, you try to have dirty sex with a guy, and he wants to make it all complicated with wings. He lets a hand ghost over the
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Angel Things, Sam/Gabriel - wing!porn 2/2lilchibibunnyAugust 30 2010, 19:16:39 UTC
"It's fine," Gabriel says, and his voice is just a bit husky. Sam wishes he could see this. He wants to see the wings, wants to see Gabriel's body move and shift. Instead, he can only touch. Sam pushes Gabriel forward, and Gabriel stumbles forward, letting out a small sound as he steadies himself on the wall with his arms. "Jeez, Sam, watch yourself," Gabriel chides, letting out a huff. "Lucky I can handle you leaning on me like this."
"Shut up," Sam replies, wrapping an arm around Gabriel's waist, squeezing gently. He buries one hand in a wing and buries his face in the other, sighing into the feathers. Gabriel jerks and moans, canting his head up. Sam starts grabbing the feathers. They're not fragile, like bird feathers, they're made of something stronger. Soft, but...solid. They smell strongly of cinnamon to Sam. There's something else underneath it as well, something musky and secret. When Sam brings his hand down to Gabriel's erection and lets his fingers play over the fabric, the wings ruffle and react.
What Sam asks for, well. "Please," Sam murmurs into Gabriel's ear one day. "Please take them out."
Gabriel usually just doesn't answer and just grabs available skin and that's mostly enough to distract Sam. "Kind of a personal thing there, Sam," Gabriel replies, letting his mouth slide down to Sam's neck and suck a mark there.
Sam groans, and dammit, his hands are at Gabriel's sides, slowly moving upward to his shoulderblades. "How long have we been doing this?" Sam asks him, and Gabriel can feel his voice rumble.
"A while," Gabriel replies flippantly. For fuck's sake, you try to have dirty sex with a guy, and he wants to make it all complicated with wings. He lets a hand ghost over the ( ... )
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"Shut up," Sam replies, wrapping an arm around Gabriel's waist, squeezing gently. He buries one hand in a wing and buries his face in the other, sighing into the feathers. Gabriel jerks and moans, canting his head up. Sam starts grabbing the feathers. They're not fragile, like bird feathers, they're made of something stronger. Soft, but...solid. They smell strongly of cinnamon to Sam. There's something else underneath it as well, something musky and secret. When Sam brings his hand down to Gabriel's erection and lets his fingers play over the fabric, the wings ruffle and react.
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