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Heyyy guys, I've got another coooool but also idk-how-to-feel-about-it fic for you guys!!

I really hope you all enjoy this, whoever reads it, and I suppose get ready for some Sabriel time!!

Oh and also Sam wears glasses yay guys yay

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It was around 7 in the afternoon, the sun settling away into the shadows once again as birds called out into the forest. In the bunker, were Sam and Gabriel. Dean, Castiel and Jack were currently out getting some things for the bunker, because these two dumbnuts insisted on staying in. 'it's fucking freezing' was Sam's excuse. Gabriel's, however? He didn't have one. He just said he was lazy, aand told Cas to get some candy because why the hell not?

Sam was making something to eat for himself and the Archangel in the meantime, plating the spaghetti and adding the sauce, and looking at the plates proudly. He honestly hoped it tasted nicer than last times.

Though he looked a little closer and realised there was something missing..but what could it—..oh no.

"Oh! The meatballs..Shit, the oven!—" He remembered, running to the oven again like a dog chasing a ball. he opened it, coughing as smoke burst out of the stove. He grabbed the mitts and took the tray out. They were only slightly burned, but nonetheless alright.

Sam let out a breath of relief and brought the plates of spaghetti over to the other counter, and carefully took the meatballs off of the tray and placed them ontop. "..Almost burned them.." He mumbled, putting a hand on his head and sighing.

"Okay, now..cutlery, right.." And Sam immediately went to the drawer and searched for the right cutlery.

Now Gabriel, currently, was sitting with his legs on the wall and his head dropping off the edge of the couch, his wings unfurled anywhere and everywhere. He were in some spare pajamas Sam had handed him (which were a liiittle too long for him..), while eating a simple lollipop and switching the channels over and over. He. Was. Bored. Out of his mind. 

But when the smell of spaghetti hit his nostrils, he took a giant sniff and his head turned to the side to spot Sam walking in with the plates. "Ooh-ho-hoooo! Seriously? You cooked for lil ol' meee!? I'm flattered, Samster!" He grinned, batting his eyelashes sweetly.

Sam rolled his eyes as he sat next to the upside-down man, adjusting his glasses while he set the plates on the table. "Yeah. Now hide your wings and get up before you get dizzy. Or pass out, even. You may be an Archangel but you can still go unconscious." He said, tapping his side, to which Gabriel rolled over, hid his wings as asked and lifted his head up.

Aand as expected, the room spinning as the blood from his head began pooling back to the rest of his body where it all belonged.

"See? Dizzy." He smiled In amusement, taking the lollipop from his mouth and placing it to the side on something that, hopefully, wouldn't let anything stick to it.

The Archangel frowned at the loss of sweetness and the nauseating feeling he had in his stomach as his head continued to spin. "awwwhh, come on, Samsquatch! Let me have that before I eat thiissss..it'll stick to that napkin and I'll be eating nothing but paper!" He exclaimed dramatically.

Sam, however, tutted at his pleading. "No. You're eating something normal for once instead of killing your body with sweets. If I'm being Honest, you're gettin' a little soft 'round the middle, 'Loki'." He snided as he said that, watching Gabriel side-eye him cheekily. "I am not getting soft! You're just jealous of my angelic, majestic figure!" The trickster retorted, shoving his side and failing miserably as he almost fell over.

Sam rolled his eyes slightly and helped him sit properly upright. "Riightt..Anyways, Just let that dizziness subside before you go scarfing your food down. If you fall face flat into the spaghetti, I'm so not helping you clean up. And I'll take a picture for blackmailing." The younger Winchester chided, grabbing his own plate and sitting fully back. Gabriel looked at him with an expression that said 'Seriously?' before reluctantly doing so.

Once it eased enough, Gabriel took his own plate, and sat back alongside Sam (as in him being almost in the guys pocket..), putting a channel on that was actually enjoyable for once as the two of them ate in a peaceful silence, until Gabriel piped up once again. The guy can't stay silent for a nanosecond. 

"Mmh, gosh Samshine, when did you learn to make this kinda stuff?" He moaned a little too lewdly as he spoke with his mouthful. That sparkle in his eyes just TELLS you he meant it like that.

Sam's face flushed slightly at the noise and he looked at him with a 'disgusted' look as his boyfriend spoke with his mouth full of spaghetti. "Ick!..geez, Gabe, swallow! I get enough of that from Dean with his 'See-food' jokes." He tried to be serious, but he cracked a smile at Gabriel's stupid smirk as he swallowed it. "not the first time I've been told to swallow, sweetheart." He winked slyly. Sam's face turned completely red this time and he laughed a bit, shoving his shoulder back just the slightest. "Gabriel!" He chided jokingly.

"Didn't answer me, though." Gabriel raised an eyebrow. Sam's smile widened at his persistence as he replied. "..I learned a thing or two. Ts'all." He shrugged. 

The Archangel spoke up once more with a shit-eating grin. "Yeah right..between us, this is waaayy nicer than any other spaghetti."

"You're just saying that because you like me too much to say it tastes like shit."

"Mmnnnyeaaah..maybe you're a little right. You're one of the good things that comes to me. And, speaking of..It does taste quiite bad."

Sam's smile softened, and he patted the Archangel's back. "..just eat up now. It'll go cold, and you'll complain and complain about it until I make more." He said, resulting in a laugh from the angel. 

"What if I do just to make you do more stuff for me even though I won't eat it?" Gabriel questioned.

"Then I'll tell you to do it yourself, you lazy bastard." Sam answered before eating more of his food.

"Riiightt, noted." 

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Later on, the three returned from their supply run as the sun began to set, and they were currently putting things away. Castiel didn't, actually. He just watched them. Of course, Dean complained at him to fucking help.

Sam however was away from the chaos and were in his own room, reading a book he randomly picked from the shelf. He was honestly quite bored. As he flipped through the pages, he adjusted his glasses again until—

KnockKnock!!

The younger Winchesters head snapped over to his door, and he piped up, "Come in!" He said. And nobody other than Gabriel peered into the room with a smug look and a bag. "Saaaamshine!" He exclaimed, trotting in like an excited pup.

Sam sat up, putting the book down and looking at the golden-haired man as he came in. "Ohhhh, no." He mumbled. Gabriel tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at the tone he used, pursing his lips as he spoke back up. "what do you mean by 'oh no'? What's up?" The angel asks, feigning innocence.

"I know that look on your face. That's the look you make when you're planning something and it's either really nice or really bad, but the results always the latter." Sam stared blankly, watching as the tricksters grin turned sly. "maayyybeee..maybe not..."

Sam eyed the bag and raised an eyebrow. "what's in there?" He pointed. Gabriel's eyes trailed to the bag and shrugged. "i'unno. Didn't look. And you better not look, either, mister." He said, pursing his lips and pointing at the taller man.

"why did you buy something you didn't look at?"

"a—you—nevermind that! Just..dont!"

In reality, Gabriel wanted Sam to look in it. He knew what was in there. And he wanted Sam to maybe, possibly, hopefully use it on him. It's been a while since they'd actually done..anything. He wanted to unwind a bit—no, no..he wanted to go down, on the Winchester infront of him. So with a toothy grin after he said that, he stretched and piped up again, "riight! I'm gonna, errrr..get a shooower, you behave, ya hear?"

Sam snorted at that, rolling his eyes playfully while he grabbed his book again. "yeah, yeah, alright, 'Mom'." He joked. Gabriel snickered at that as he put the bag on the side, and then made his way to the bathroom.

But he peeked out again to suggest to his boyfriend with a smile as wide as possible. "..unless you wanna hop in toooo?" He asked. Sam thought a moment, before shaking his head. "I'll get one later, Gabe. Maybe next time, though."

The golden-haired man nodded, running over to where his lover was laying and giving him a looong kiss on the lips before he strolled into the bathroom once again.

As soon as he heard that door click shut, Sam couldn't help but peek over to the bag. What's in it? He thought. Maybe it's something stupid..like confetti cannons. A mountain of candy..

That didn't stop him from getting up and checking it out, however.

He took it out and investigated the item,and, well,  "..'Sweetener'? Why would he be so secretive about——" He paused, examining it more and seeing the so-called 'Label' peel off a bit. And of course, when he peeled it off..ta-daaa, aphrodisiac. He wasn't sneaky, that's for sure.

"..oh..jeez, Gabe, be honest with me instead of throwing shitty hints out for once." Sam mumbled, quickly piecing what the Trickster was planning as he put the label back and placed it back in the bag..for now.

though actually, he thought Gabriel were going to use it on him. Instead, he had fallen right into Gabriel's well-set trap because he himself was planning to use it on Gabriel, which the Archangel wanted all along.

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Gabriel stepped out of the shower, drying his hair as best he could, if you think one swipe with a towel is him doing the best he can, then yeah..and he entered the bedroom again whilst simultaneously putting his pajamas back on..bad idea because he fucking tripped over his own pant leg with his shirt literally over his head, landing on the floor with a thud.

"shhhhyyittt!.." He groaned, quickly scrambling to get his shirt fully on before pulling the sweats back up. "that hurt like a biiiiitch.." Gabriel whined as he carefully got back up.

Once that little incident was over, he looked around the bedroom, noticing Sam weren't present. He scratched his head, and looked at the bag.

Open. And the aphrodisiac was gone. What a win that is for him.

Gabriel walked out of the bedroom and right to the war room, where dean were sat tiredly, drinking a beer. Dean stared at him with his deep green eyes and a questioning expression as he saw the Archangel enter. "and just what were you doin' in there?" He interrogated, raising his eyebrow as best he could.

"well I have you know, you nosey little creature-of-the-night, that as I got out of the shower, I slipped! Nothing more! And——why are you even up? Knowing your fat-ass, You'd be snoring by now." Gabriel responded with a smirk.

The older Winchester scowled at that. "you watch your fuckin' tone. You ain't exactly Mr. Health-nut, either." He pointed his beer can over. "And if you must know why, since everything has to revolve around you or you'll wail your tiny little heart out..I had an argument with Mr 'goody-two-shoes'. I'd rather die, again, than be in the same radius as him right now. and..not to mention he doesn't sleep. Whenever he's pissed at me, he just..stares at me while i sleep. It's..unnecessary. Unnerving." He said, talking a large gulp of his beer.

" What really happened this time, Winchester?" He said, squinting his eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it further. Especially to you." Dean hissed, his eyes narrowing.

"yeaah, alright..atleast if you ain't sleeping in there, get on the couch, or..something. I don't care that you're up, but I only asked why because I know Sam'd be questioning——"

"He's already done that. And, if your looking for him, he's in the kitchen. So leave me be." The man pointed. Gabriel nodded at that and walked over to the kitchen, and as expected, yes, Sam was in there.

The taller man looked over to Gabriel and smiled. "Hey, you. I heard a loud thud a few minutes ago." Sam whispered to him as the Angel approached. Gabriel grinned, got on his tip-toes a second to give him a peck on the cheek. "yeahh, I kinda fell over while trying to put these on," He mumbled, looking down at his pajamas before looking back at Sam. "but I'm fine."

"sure you are." Sam snickered, before piping up again and holding out a drink to him. "oh!—yeah, I was just going to come back to bed and bring you this in. Just incase you were..thirsty." The younger Winchester added, smiling as his partner gladly took it.

"thaaank youuu! You're sooo sweet, Sammich." He said, giving him a peck on the lips. "cmon, back to bed." Sam ordered in a false-stern tone, and the Archangel put his hands up, making sure not to drop the cup.

"whatever you say, 'boss'." Gabriel snorted as he trotted along to the bedroom. Sam walked along, bidding Dean goodnight, who..surprisingly took Gabriel's advice and went to go rest on the couch, despite hating the Archangels guts still. Infact, I don't think he'll ever get along with him.

Sam was making his way to his room with Gabriel, who actually chugged the whole cup already. This Archangel knew what was in it. And now, hopefully, if it even works on him..they'll finally get to have some alone-time together.

Sam entered the bedroom and headed to his drawers to get some pajamas, pulling out a pair of simple grey sweats and began shedding off his current clothing. Gabriel strolled in with that stupid smirk on his face as he simply watched.

"I know you're just standing there. You were literally by my side, Gabe." The taller man outed while he took his shirt off, not bothering to put another on as he grabbed a hair-tie and put his messy brown locks in a secure bun.

"I know. Just..admiring the view." Gabriel said, the smile on his face practically evident by the way he spoke. Sam rolled his eyes as he pulled the sweats up. "shut up and just come lay down." He said firmly. And Gabriel of course was not gonna put a chance like that on the line. So Gabriel, being..well, Gabriel, dived on the bed, slowly getting impatient. Sam strolled over to the other side of the bed, getting under the covers and..took his glasses off. What?

The Archangel was confused. Was he given just normal water? Did Sam not put it in? Why is he taking his glasses off? This wasn't going to plan after all. "..right," He paused, stretching his arms before continuing, "You get some rest, Gabe. Don't stay up all night speaking to yourself like every night. It's kiiinda creepy, dude." Sam whispered as he turned to him and gave him a kiss on the lips for a moment. Gabriel reciprocated, but as he..attempted, to give this thick-headed idiot another hint by trying to pull him closer, Sam pulled away before he got the chance to, and he turned over, turned off his lamp and said a quick 'night' To the man behind him.

Gabriel frowned in the pitch black room. This was yet another failure. Maybe instead of hints, he should actually fucking tell him. Well, there's always next time. So the Archangel closed his eyes, and succumbed to rest.

Atleast, he thought he would get to sleep normally.

As expected, a few hours later, Gabriel woke up in the middle of the night, in a sweat. He blinked a few times, yawned and reached lazily to his lamp as he clicked it on. And the first thing he noticed? He was as hard as fucking concrete. And just by that, it hit him; Sam DID use the Aphrodisiac. But..did he even know it was? He thought. did he put it in, thinking it was actually sweetener? "Fuck." He said under his breath.

I mean..Gabriel did put a fake label on it to make it less obvious. Can he get more stupider? How would Sam know he was hinting at a sweet, good old 'fuck-sesh' as he calls it, when he's literally COVERING said hint with a fake. Fucking. Label??

Now here he is, middle of the night, a raging boner in his boxers while the man of his dreams, (and nightmares if he's being honest), snores away like a bear.

"ffuck, I knew I should've been more forward.." The Archangel groaned, sliding the back of his hand across his forehead as sweat began beading quicker. There was only one way to sort this out, soo..he'd best get to it.

His hand trailed down to the waistband of his grey sweats, and he bit his lip as he pulled them down, lifting his hips to completely remove them. He glanced over to Sam, Making sure he wasn't awake, although he kinda wish he were. Atleast he could've helped..

Once done, he practically plunged his hand into his boxers and grabbed hold of his aching length, biting his lip harder to suppress a moan as he started stroking slowly with a huff.

Gabriel whimpered, trying to keep quiet but failing miserably as he went faster, bucking his hips slightly. All he could honestly wonder was; how long does this stuff fucking last?

~~~~~~

Sam stirred, groaning as he stretched his arms. But he stopped mid-stretch as he heard something. or, well..someONE, panting and/or..what sounded like a mix of a moan and a whine. And not to mention, this mattress was moving like a boat on the north sea.

So, Sam felt around on his drawer, grabbed his glasses and turned on the lamp on his end. "Gabriel, what the hell are you doing at this time of——" The taller one turned around, looking over to Gabriel's side, and boy that sight was unexpected.

Gabriel barely even paid attention to the other man as he stirred, let alone spoke as he was splayed on his stomach, rutting against the mattress as if it was the only thing he could do right now. And yes, he did debate waking Sam up. He almost did. But he couldn't gain the courage. He was sleeping too peacefully.

"Gabriel—?" He said, his face flushing at the sight.

No answer.

"Gabriel!" He exclaimed, tapping him and scaring the ever-living shit out of him. The Archangel turned his head, his face flushing red even more (If that was even possible..) and the tips of his ears burning. "..Samshine!! eeerr..hey! A..a little help, if you don't mind?" He grinned, though it faltered as he piped up again.

"Wait—wait, hey..just, erm..how much, 'sweetener', did you put in my drink?" He asks. To which sam thinks, and replied, "like, uh..i know how much you like sweet things n stuff, so I put half. I didn't expect it to make you..start humping the bed at night like a dog??" The taller man said, feigning obliviousness..but he couldn't hold in his laughter.

"HA——ahem..Half!?.." The Archangels eyes practically widened. That was NOT good. But as he saw the man laughing..his eyebrow raised. "why are you laughing!? This is a very serious situation! It won't, go, away! Fucking help me!" he whined. To which Sam replied, still laughing his ass off.

"well, maybe you should've been more forward, instead of labelling aphrodisiac as said 'sweetener'."

"Hey! I—..hold on, you knew?"

"Yeah. I saw it. found out what you were planning. And I didn't help you, simply to teach you a lesson of not. Telling me. About Anything. You. Want." he batted his nose on every word he said, making the shorter man shiver. His skin was intensely sensitive, so any touch made him writhe in pleasure. "Aaand You didn't exactly glue it on nicely. Also..why won't you just tell me if you want to do something? You don't need to put hints around the bunker like an easter hunt." He questioned, not even acknowledging the fact this Angel was still continuing what he was up to. Not like this was unusual, anyway.

" I just..i'unno. I felt like we were kindaaa..drifting, in a way?" He mumbled, before snorting and speaking back up, "Ew, ewewewewew, scrap that, that was VERY corny."

"er, Yeah, it kind of was. But it was also an understandable feeling." The Broad-Shouldered Man laughed, speaking back up after that quick little fit. "But, er..I'll tell you, we aren't drifting, Loki. Why do you think I used it knowing exactly what it was, dumbass?" Sam said sincerely.

And hearing that real name made him perk his head up even more. "..you really still want to?"

"Yeah. Of course." Sam assured, leaning on one of his hands as he continued. "Gabes, I don't know how many times I have to remind you. I'm always up for it, I've told you this. And look, It's been too long since we've done anything, and that's my fault for being busy with hunts n stuff. so tell you what..if you can be quiiiet.." Sam leaned over, placing his hand on the Archangels cheek and making him shiver again. "..We can do whatever, you want to do. Right now. Mainly because I feel bad that I gave you half." He snorted.

And Gabriel definitely was not going to let that opportunity slip away again, so he nodded. And with that, Sam leaned closer, until finally their lips met in a soft kiss. But with Gabriel being perked up on aphrodisiacs that slowness didn't last long, because this man was reduced from a stupid candy-loving joker to one very, horny, bastard.

Gabriel moaned into the kiss, grabbing the back of Sam's head to pull him impossibly closer. And I mean impossibly to the point of their teeth clashing. Sam broke the kiss off a second to take the Archangels shirt off, which Gabriel happily complied to as once done, they immediately went back to it. He then rolled them over from being on sides, to the Angel being ontop of the him.

Between kisses, with Gabriel's nimble tongue dancing alongside Sam's, together as if pleading to intertwine, Gabriel breathed out, whining as Sam placed his palm down undeniably close to his crotch. "oohhrm, fuckin'—Sam, please?—" He begged, his hands instinctively gripping onto the others broad shoulders below. Sam, however, feigned innocence, pulling away again and reaching over to his drawer to find..contacts instead. His glasses kept falling. "please what, Gabe? You know you have to be specific, sweetheart." He replied, caressing the side of his face to his jawline with his other hand.

"please, just fuck me, hard, and quick, now, before I burst, into Fucking flames!" Gabriel emphasised every single word he said as the touches made him feel like there were hundreds of little fireworks in his stomach. Sam grabbed his contacts, and the Angel knew what he was trying to do, so with a snap of his fingers, those contacts were right in there, and the glasses were on the side. He did NOT want to wait longer.

"gosh, someone's eager. Is this the drink talking or is this just you?" Sam joked. And before Gabriel could even reply, the larger man rolled his hips up, letting the Angel get some friction, and feel exactly what he was anticipated for even if it were for a moment, eliciting a moan from the golden-haired man above. "oohh-hooo! This is aallll the drink, 'Samantha'." He grinned as Sam's face changed at the nickname. "how many times do i have to tell you to stop calling me that?"

"all the time!"

"gosh your insufferable."

"buuut you love me still, riiightt?" Gabriel asks the man below, batting his lashes again while sweat dripped down his face.

"..Yeah." Sam replies, bringing Gabriel's face down toward his to catch his lips in a heated kiss again. The Angel whimpered pathetically as Sam palmed his clothed erection, bucking his hips into his hand with need. Sam pulled away and went to his neck, biting and sucking marks there. Those will be there for a while, that's for sure. Not like Gabriel cared, he'd wear it like a badge of fucking honor.

The angels mouth opened, but no sounds came out as Sam continued his merciless onslaught of biting and sucking until he moved forward, pinning Gabriel onto the bed as he made his way to his sweet, sweet soft chest. He looked up at him through hooded eyelids as he gently mouthed around the nipple infront of him, resulting in a loud groan from the Angel. Sam tutted, and quickly took his mouth away as he spoke. "no, no..i said be quiet, didn't I? You don't want to wake everyone up, do you?" He whispers lustfully, placing a finger to his lips. "..sorry, I'm sorry, da—Sam! I was gonna say sam. Yuuup, MMMMHM."

"..what were you really gonna say? That did NOT sound like 'Sam'. It had a D in it."

"..what if I was about to say  'Daddy'? You'd like that, hrm?" He said list fully, though with a snort. Sam pursed his lips in thought about that title, honestly. "..pffttt——that's—.. Maybe call me that NEXT time, sweetheart. I think i just prefer hearing my name coming out of those beautiful plump lips of yours right now." He said, biting down onto the nub infront of him.

Gabriel cried out, slapping a hand over his own mouth to try and silence the sounds of his pleasure as Sam swirled his tongue around it, soothing it from the bite as he moved to the other one, leaving small kisses along his chest.

"fuuuuck, you're so good at this, Samshine..i reeeaaalllyy missed this. Missed you." The older man said, biting his lip as Sam moved from his chest to further down, leaving a trail of kisses down from there, to his soft middle and all the way to the waistband of his boxers." Missed you too, love. Missed you, too." He replied, wrapping his fingers around the waistband as he slowly started taking them off, watching the Angels every reaction as he anticipated every minute. And once they were off, the cold air hit him like a bitch.

But he was too hot right now to acknowledge that fact. "Sam, Sam please—just come on, already, i—" but he was paused as Sam hooked his arms around him and hoisted him back on his lap, this time laying down further. "cmon, then, Candy-Man. Show me what you got." He grinned, kissing him once again and biting the Archangels bottom lip. A moan rumbled inside Gabriel's throat as he pulled away with Sam letting go. The angel got on all fours ontop of him, turning around and hooking his own fingers on Sam's waistband of his sweats and boxers, pulling them down quickly to reveal his large cock, precum practically drooling out of the tip.

The Angel licked his lips at the sight, leaning down to take the length in his hand and the tip in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the soft head, resulting in a groan from the Hazel-Eyed man below him. He hummed around it, the vibrations making Sam see stars. "oh, shit, Gabe, that—er..that's.." The other mumbled on as Gabriel continued, mouthing around the head.

Gabriel took his cock deeper into the warm heat of his mouth, wiggling his ass enticingly at Sam as if telling him to do atleast something. He was getting impatient. Too, impatient. Every movement, every touch, it was like he was on fire. 

And Sam gladly grabbed the Angel's sides, pulling him closer as he wasted no time licking a stripe over the entrance and making Gabriel moan around his thick cock. "oh, you're really sensitive now, aren't you? i definitely should've used the whole lot of it means you'd stay this way all night." He snickered, going back to the puckered hole infront of him and placing one of his fingers there instead, carefully pushing it in.

Gabriel couldn't help but writhe in pleasure as sam pumped the single digit in and out slowly, moving his hips in time with the finger and the bobbing of his head. Sam let out a soft grunt as the Angel went faster, trying to go as deep as this angle could let him as The taller man put another finger to his hole, popping it in easily.

"oh, gosh, Sam—!..just..get it done already!.." He quickly said, taking his mouth off of the cock with a swift 'pop' and using his hand to quickly stroke it while waiting for a response. Sam, however, hushed him, placing his other hand on the Golden-Haired man's thigh and rubbing small circles into the flesh. "Shh..Sweetheart, I want to make sure you're completely prepped up and ready to go. It's been a while. It might be a rough push-in if I don't do it right." Sam explained, adding yet another finger and pushing in until he were knuckles-deep, causing Gabriel to whine and push back onto the digits desperately.

" well you better get it done! I don't think I'm gonna last much longer than I thought, Samster—I feel like my senses are completely reaching their limiiit!——" He said with a groan. Sam rolled his eyes at his desperate state..but he paused when a long, drawn-out moan came out from the Angels mouth. "oh? Did I suddenly find that sweet spot of yours?" He smiled slyly as he watched that head of his nod excessively.

"You're doin' so well for me, Gabriel. Just a little bit more, and I'll give you all you deserve, 'cupcake'." He cooed, aiming for that spot again and scissoring the three digits in the process. Gabriel laughed at the 'cupcake' title, looking back moment. "are you kiddin' me? Cupcake!?" He wheezed out with a pant.

"it suits you. You, are, what, you, eat. Very simple understanding."

"I'm not your dick, though." He said lewdly, batting his lashes for what seemed to be the 100th time. Sam slapped him wherever he could hit right now, laughing his ass off at that. "come on, focus." The taller man tried to say seriously, but failing. "Fiiine, fine. But you started it." The Archangel replied.

Gabriel kept moving alongside the thrusts of Sam's sweet, sweeeeet fingers, putting his lips along the sides of the large cock in his presence, breaking out a groan inside of the other man's throat.

"fuck, Sam, I am DEFINITELY—" Gabriel muffled around his cock, but paused with a moan before continuing. "—not gonna last long like this—can we just——just get to it? Please??" He begged, feeling his stomach tighten slightly. "..mmm..nah. I want to see you come undone just from this, first. Cmon, baby. Cum for me, hm? Think of what you'll get when you fiiinally finish.." He whispered. And that got him going.

Gabriel kept pushing back into his hand, and Sam kept targeting that same area over, and over again, until the Archangel finally tipped over the edge with a shout, his thighs shaking as he came above the man, falling ontop of him.

"Gabe! What did I say? Quiet!..What If you woke someone up? What If you woke Dean up? He's only on the couch, remember." Sam scolded. Gabriel turned over, and surprise surprise, this man was already getting hard. Again. "I'm sorry, Sam, it's..it's just getting worser to deal with!—ohh, I knew this was a mistake!..I'm sorry for not telling you straight that I just wanted us to just..fuck again, dude, I don't know why I don't—" Gabriel was cut off by a deep kiss from Sam, before he pulled back, a track of saliva connecting their lips to one another. "shhh..shh. I know, it'll get more pleasurable, Baby. Trust me. Not to mention," Sam paused, kissing along the Archangels neck. "..i weren't finished with you just yet." He winked.

Gabriel's head perked up. "ohhh, finally! Some real action!" He exclaimed, but The taller man put a hand over his mouth. "only IF, you promise to be quiet. Well..try to." He asks, to which the shorter man nodded immediately. "right. Come on, then, sweetheart. Ride me like a fuckin' cowboy." Sam said with hooded eyes. God fucking damn those eyes.

Sam made sure he was propped up and comfy, and patted his chest, to which The Angel shakily crawled over ontop of him, catching his lips in a lust-ridden kiss as he reached behind him to grab Sam's thick cock once again, stroking it to full hardness while he led it to his entrance. "..Just let me know if it hurts too much, okay?" The man underneath pulled away and said, biting his lip to suppress a moan that was threatening to spill as Gabriel continued the movements. "mmhm. Of course. I'll tell you." he smiled. Really he wasn't gonna. He'd be too up in the clouds to acknowledge the pain.

And with that, Gabriel carefully placed the tip right at his hole, and gently began lowering himself onto it, the large head popping in with ease. Gabriel gasped at the sudden stretch, his grip on the man tightening as his nerves fired up again. Sam moaned as the Angel continued his descent on his cock, stopping every now and then to wait for it to ease, until finally..finally, he was fully seated, both of them making a sound in their throats.

"damn, Samicorn, still as fuckin filling as I remembered.." Gabriel hissed at the burning sensation, a mix of pain and pleasure practically taking the Angel off his feet, if he were even on them in this moment.

"..'Samicorn'? That's a new one." Sam panted out, holding the hips of the shorter man infront of him as he cackled.

"not bad, is it? Because you loooove unicorns, right??!"

"i do not. I thought they were real, Dean crushed that thought with reality."

"..Oh?? What's this??! My Little Pony called, Sam! they said you're a big liar and they want their number one fan back to doing some good ol' binge-watching."

"shut up and get to it, asshole. We'll talk about this later." Sam practically ordered, slapping the Angel on the ass and making him buck forward a second, the full feeling making him continue moving around on Sam's hips while his own cock was leaking, desperate for some kind of attention as can be seen by the already-angry red tint to it.

"You ready, Sam? I'm gonna ride you so quick like a fuckin mechanical Bull-ride, you'll be forgetting who, you, are." Gabriel whispered, resulting in Sam mewling at those words. "is that the best you can come up with? Mechanical bull?? I—oh, nevermind, mhmmm, yup..fuck, just..come on. And..be quiet!.."..Even being horny, he is one BOSSY sunuvabitch. Always were when they did this.

Gabriel lifted up, and up, until the head of the cock was tugging at his sweet hole, before he slammed back down, making the two moan im unison. And he finally got his long-awaited reward as he began bouncing with no signs of giving up, despite how weak he felt right now. Despite how it kind of hurt more than it was pleasurable. 

He still wanted to enjoy this. Enjoy Sam. So that's exactly what he did.

Gabriel slammed down over and over, his hands braced onto Sam's chest as he threw his head back. Sam moaned a little too loudly for his own liking, his face flushing red even more as he bucked his hips in sync with the Angel's movements. "Baby, look at me. I want to see those gorgeous golden eyes of yours light up when you come undone on my cock, yeah? Come on, that's it.." He smiled as Gabriel looked back down to him, his eyes hooded as he practically rode Sam three ways to Sunday, his own dick dribbling across the man's stomach, untouched and practically begging for that to change.

Sam did take notice of this, and let one of his hands go from Gabriel's hips to the neglected cock, a firm grip taking ahold of it as he stroked it in time with his own thrusts. The angel mewled at the feeling, going down harder than he did. "oh, fuuuuck, Sam, that's..thats—oh, god!—"

"that's weird saying that."

"ohhh, right..hes..yeah..Just, just scrap that." Gabriel said awkwardly. The man underneath laughed, but he bit his lip as the Angel went quicker, until Sam suddenly grabbed his hips completely, thrusting as hard as he could, the sounds of skin against skin, sex lingering in the room like a drug that they couldn't get enough of. Gabriel cried out at the sudden control, scrambling for purchase on one of the others broad shoulders desperately as he used the other to stroke himself quickly. He tried to lead himself up and down as best as he could currently, while the hunter suddenly flipped them over, making Gabriel yelp. "Sam!—" He exclaimed, looking up at him with a stupid grin.

Sam huffed, looking below to the man as he readjusted, making sure he was in comfortably before hoisting the man's legs over his shoulders. "again, if it hurts—" "yeah yeah yeah, tell you. I know! Get to it!" Gabriel ordered, and Sam happily complied, pounding the Archangel into the mattress as if there were no tomorrow. Gabriel moaned uncontrollably, not caring how loud he was until Sam put a finger to his mouth and took it back off.

The Angel reached down again, tugging at his length roughly as his body jerked with every rough thrust. Sam kept picking up his speed until Gabriel tapped him to tell him that it was too quick for his taste. Of course, the younger man slowed his pace slightly.

A tightening feeling coiled in his stomach, and Gabriel could tell Sam was near enough about to fucking explode. "I'm—I'm close. Sososoooo close..! Where..where do you want it? Hm? Where do you want me to fuckin' cum, sweetheart? Cmon.." Sam grunted out, driving deeper as Gabriel tried to string words together. "just..just inside, please. I think I'd break if you pulled out so suddenly." The Angel grinned. Fuckin hell, even if his brains being fucked out he can still have that damn snarky look. And Sam leaned down, catching the Angel's lips in a kiss again, their tongues once again dancing together as Sam got closer.

And when Sam shouted too loudly and let out a long, lewd moan, The Angel felt himself warm up inside as Sam's seed practically painted his insides white. Sam continued to pump in and out, prolonging his orgasm while Gabriel continued to chase his. "come on. Cum for me, Loki. Cum on this stupid fuckin' dick like you own it."

"ohh-hoo, fuck yeah I own it, bitch!" He said a little too proudly, before he once again cried out with a sob as he reached his climax, his cum splattering inbetween the two of them. Sam fell ontop of him as the older man spoke beneath him, panting heavily. "..shyiit! You..you reaaallyy know what to say sometimes—.."

"well, what can I say?..you..you make me say stuff I would never, even if my life was on the line..say at all. atleast that's because of you sometimes." Sam chuckled breathlessly, and they stayed like that a moment, their breaths intertwining in the bedroom.

Well that was until the door knocked, and the both of them looked at it in pure shock and embarrassment.

Dean. Was at the other side of the door. With the PISSIEST face on him. He couldn't see anything, atleast.. "Dean? That you?..heyyy, what're you doin u—" Sam tried to stay calm while Gabriel suddenly unfurled his wings, covering the twos exposed states just incase..but Sam were cut off by his brother. "Do. You. MIND? I am trying, to sleep! I can't get a good night's rest when all I hear is poundin', moanin', yellin' and fuckin'! Shut. The fuck. UP!" Dean yelled. Sam's face flushed, and before he could apologise, Dean opened the door a LITTLE bit just to flip them a middle finger and slammed the door shut again.

The two looked at each other, before bursting out in laughter. It wasn't surprising Dean woke up. He's got ears like a bat..that and the fact they really couldn't keep down for a solid minute at this point. "I told you Gabe. Be, quiet. And now look, he's so gonna kick our asses tomorrow." Sam grinned. The Angel rolled his eyes and shrugged simply. "yeaahh..but..oh, gosh..Sam, this thing is NOT going away."

"..not my fault you wanted aphrodisiac in the first place. You bought it, you wanted to use it, and now here's the consequences." He snickered. Gabriel frowned uncomfortably at that. "I know, but it's..kinda getting to a point, now, yknow?" He said, wincing as Sam finally pulled out, a trail of white leaving his hole alongside it. "I know, er..try and take a cold shower, maybe. It might calm it down." Sam suggested, tracing his finger across the Tricksters chest. Gabriel pondered, before reluctantly nodding.

The Angel carefully got up, walking—well, limping, to the bathroom while making his wings disappear within a flash.

Sam waited for his boyfriend's return, getting up, putting some boxers on and attempting to walk out of the room to fetch some fresh sheets.

Dean was sat on the couch again, snoring away. The  TV blared on while he carried a bottle of beer in his hand, clearly dripping onto the floor. Sam grabbed the beer bottle and gently put it on the coffee table, before Actually going to get them.

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Gabriel hopped out of the cold shower, still feeling somewhat affected by the aphrodisiac but nonetheless SLIGHTLY better. He walked in and saw sam laying in the fresh-made bed, waiting for him with a small grin.

"feeling better?" He asked. Gabriel shrugged, and replied as he put his own boxers on. "ehh..i still feel a little horny, I can't lie. But it'll pass." The Angel said smugly, making the taller man bark out a laugh. "riiightt. Come on." He patted the spot next to him, to which Gabriel gladly jumped onto it, getting comfy under the sheets as he cuddled up towards Sam, pressing his back against the man's chest. Sam placed his head over the Angel's shoulder, inhaling a deep scent of Gabriel's usual bodywash, which smelt intensely sweet.

Gabriel snickered as the tall man curled his arms around him..before he unfurled his wings in his face. Sam spluttered, the feathers going in his mouth as he looked down at him with a disapproving, but smile-cracking look. "Loki." He warned. And hearing that, the Angels snicker lowered to a nervous chuckle as he curled them around himself instead. "Sorry, sorry..i couldn't help it. It's fuckin' hilarious when you're oblivious!.."

Sam rolled his eyes, spooning the smaller man closer, holding him flesh against his chest as he (reluctantly this time) put his head back where it was, letting out a long sigh. "So..what did you think of that? Do you think you'll use it again?" He asks. Gabriel pursed his lips, thinking about that hardly. "..Maybe. When I'm drunk out of my ass and I can't feel a thing." He replies, resulting in a small stifle of laughter from Sam. "..and..I'm sorry we haven't been doing this much, Gabe. But it's safe to say, I think we should start doing it more often again."

"..I second that." Gabriel replied to that aswell, turning around to face him and press flesh against him again, his head leaning on the man's chest. And with that, Sam kissed the top of his head, took out those stupid contacts (which took like..16 minutes because he couldn't grab them properly..), and he turned off the light, snuggling into the sheets more with his beloved Archangel by his side, slowly succumbing to rest..—

"soo..are we just gonna ignore it, or are we gonna talk about the unicorn obsession?"

"You just had to bring my so called 'obsession' up, didn't you? I LIKED, unicorns, sure. But I'm not obsessed." 

"AHA! I KNEW IT!"

"shut the fuck up and go to sleep."

"rigghtt..g'night, samasaur."

"..Night, dumbass."

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