All I need is a miracle/All I need is you

[fromfryingpantofire]

Things had been going well lately. Hunts just seemed to fall into their laps, the book Sam needed at the library had just been handed in or just been reshelved, the sheriff or local law looking the other direction when they needed to get to a cemetery for a salt and burn. It had been going really, really well.

It should have occurred to Sam that things were going a little TOO well, honestly. But he didn't even think about it until a knife that should have had his name on it simply ricocheted off his chest, as though he had some forcefield up around him.

Later that night, Sam pulled his overshirt off at the hotel, looking at the spot where the knife had definitely started to pierce the fabric. "Okay. There's definitely something weird going on here."

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[low_key_angel]

Gabriel can sense it easily, the warm rise and swell of his grace as it surrounds Sam. Protecting him. And while he'd never take it back, it's nice to be so close to familiar warmth again. His breath stutters out in a gasp as Sam tugs his nipple, body rocking down against him eagerly.

With a groan, he works his way down Sam's neck to his chest, wiggling out of his arms to drop easily between his knees.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Wait. That really isn't what Sam's expecting. He groans softly, opening his eyes to look down at Gabriel owlishly. "I was enjoying that."

[low_key_angel]

And if he did what was expected, it wouldn't really be him would it? With a grin, he nipped at his thigh before reaching up to draw him into another kiss. "I know. But I've got something else in mind, Sammy."

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam went easily, bending nearly in half to meet Gabriel's kiss. Which put some really uncomfortable pressure on his cock, but it wasn't anything that would cause him significant issues. Especially not with Gabriel down there between his knees because Sam could figure out what else he had in mind. "Okay, sure."

[low_key_angel]

With a grin, Gabriel gently pushed Sam's shoulders back until he was sitting comfortably again. He'd always had a bit of an oral fixation. Now it was time to do something he'd kind of always wanted to do. One hand wrapped firmly around his cock, Gabriel kissed up one thigh and then the other before bending to take Sam into his mouth.

Oh that was nice. Better than he expected.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam didn't hold back his appreciation, letting out a deep groan as Gabriel's lips fit over the end of his cock. Hardly the first time he'd ever had a blow job, but he was relatively certain it was Gabriel's first time giving one, so all encouragement was a good thing.

He reached down, stroking his fingers through Gabriel's hair.

[low_key_angel]

Well to be fair, it was his first one as a mortal. But Gabriel was quickly learning that what he'd experienced as an archangel-slash-trickster was very different from what he'd experienced as a human. Things were more intense with all of that sensation crammed into such a small, finite body.

And with Sam that made it so much better as he found a good pace, dragging his tongue along warm, velvety skin. Sam said he wanted to go slower, but he's kind of been fantasizing about this for years now, to simply take him in his mouth and watch Sam come undone.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Slower was quickly going out the window. Because Sam was finding that the more he was doing with Gabriel, the more he wanted. He curled his fingers into Gabriel's hair, tilting his head back and groaned. "Yeah. Fuck, yeah, right there. That spot you just hit with your tongue? Fuck, that feels good."

If you wanted somebody to be good at something, you had to let them know what felt good. And while Gabriel might be able to read the tension and movement of Sam's body, he was more than happy to be vocal about it, too.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel by nature, was a talker. He talked to anyone and everyone and prided himself on being a pretty good talker in the bedroom too. But hearing Sam talk like that had to rank right up there with some of the hottest things he's ever heard in his considerably long life.

And one of these days, he'll do that until Sam comes, just to watch him unravel. But not today. Today he wants more and since Sam has given him no indication that he wants to stop, he has no intention of letting up. His tongue drags along those sensitive spots, bending to nip at a thigh or kiss the peak of a hip.

"Want you in me Sam. I want to feel you."

[fromfryingpantofire]

The sound Sam made was entirely protest as Gabriel pulled his mouth away, hips bucking slightly at the loss. Though it turned into a twitch and a groan as Sam licked his lips, closing his eyes to try to get control of himself. Because, yes, he may have been thinking about that lately. "I'm gonna..." He paused, then started again. "You're gonna need to help me a bit. I really don't know what I'm doing."

He had vague ideas that lube was needed, but he'd never gone into much detail on it.

[low_key_angel]

Crawling up Sam's body again, Gabriel kissed him warmly. "Then maybe we should move this to the bedroom?" There was lube in the side table drawer and if this was Sam's first time, then they were going to do this right. Take their time and really enjoy it.

Gabriel took his hand, tugging Sam to his feet so they could head to the bedroom and stretch out on the bed.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam hiked his jeans up just enough that he didn't have to worry about walking and followed Gabriel. They didn't quite get to the bedroom before Sam crowded up behind Gabriel, bending to place a kiss behind Gabriel's ear.

[low_key_angel]

Oh. Oh that was nice, the sudden feeling of Sam pressing up behind him, covering his body like that. Gabriel's head tipped forward, reaching a hand back to Sam's hip. "Keep that up and we'll wind up going for it against the nearest hard surface."

Which might wind up happening before his impromptu vacation was over with.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam pressed his hips forward, so that Gabriel could feel how hard he was against his back. "I'm pretty sure I wouldn't mind." Even though, with wanting Sam inside him, they really needed to take a few minutes for prep. Because Sam knew very well that he wasn't going to fit. Not right now.

[low_key_angel]

If he was still an angel? Gabriel wouldn't have hesitated to encourage him on. But he's mortal now so things like prep are a necessity. Reaching for his hand again, Gabriel hauled him the last few feet to the bed.

"Then we'll make that our mission for the rest of the week. Christen every hard surface we can find." Bedroom. Wall. Even the kitchen table. Anywhere he could have Sam he wanted him.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Because, really, it was getting to be late. Sam probably couldn't take off much more time, not with everything still out there that needed to be dealt with. He was still a hunter, still a wanderer, even if he now had a home.

Two homes, now, as he followed Gabriel to the bed and pushed him down, leaning down to kiss him as he climbed onto the bed after Gabriel.

[low_key_angel]

It wasn't something he was going to think about, not yet. Watching Sam drive off to face down whatever came at him out there. He was a hunter and it wouldn't be fair to ask him to stay. Sure, he'd be protected, but that wouldn't make the moment any easier to bear.

But they had the moment, they had right now and Gabriel wasn't going to waste a second of it thinking about what came later. Not with Sam kissing him like that, with the weight of his body pressing him into the bed.

Gabriel fumbled for the lube, applying a bit to his fingers and slowly working first one finger in, and then two.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam finished getting undressed, which mostly meant kicking off his jeans and boxers, using his arms to frame Gabriel's body. He deepened the kiss, groaning softly as he rolled his hips, finding just the right place to slot his cock against Gabriel's. His breath nearly stopped with the frisson of lust and desire that sparked up his spine, driving his hips downward again.

[low_key_angel]

The drive downward was met with an eager press upwards, wanting more of that wonderful friction against his cock as Gabriel kept working himself. Two fingers became three and his free hand pressed at Sam's hip, desperately trying to keep him close as he rolled against him.

"Pull back a sec," he panted against his lips, finally ready to slick Sam up and if need be, help him with that first push in.

[fromfryingpantofire]

He really, really didn't want to pull away, especially not with the way that Gabriel was pressing up against him. He broke the kiss, panting softly. "All right," he agreed as he pulled back. "But we're going back to that later." Not immediately, of course, but another time.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel dragged his slicked up hand over Sam with a flushed smile. "You bet we are. But not right now." Because he's been waiting for this a long time. Sam slick and ready over him, Gabriel taking the time to carefully line him up before pressing urgently at his hip. "C'mon Sammy. Want to feel you."

[fromfryingpantofire]

The nerves were there, making Sam still for a moment before he reached up, stroking Gabriel's hair. "If I hurting you more than you can take, tell me and I'll stop." A little bit of hurt would probably be fine, really, but Sam knew how big he was. And Gabriel was technically a virgin.

Still, he took a breath, letting it out slowly as he began to push forward into Gabriel's body.

[low_key_angel]

He shifted up on his elbows enough to kiss him slowly. "I trust you, kiddo. Now c'mon. I've been waiting for this a long time."

All of the air seemed to fall out of him at that first slow push into him. Sure he could have used a little more time and prep, but it was just as easy for him to breathe past the pressure. His eyes closed and he pressed his forehead to Sam's shoulder. "Fuck don't stop. Don'tstopdon'tstop.."

Perfect. Completely perfect.

[fromfryingpantofire]

"Gonna...gonna have to. Just for a moment." Sam gasped, stilling over Gabriel, not pulling away but not able to push in further just yet. "Fuck, so tight. Never thought..."

It was so different from being with a woman. Sam closed his eyes, pulling back a little before pushing forward with another long groan.

[low_key_angel]

His fingers dug into the muscles of Sam's shoulders as he pushed in again, rocking down against him with a cry. Still dancing on that line between pleasure and pain and it was perfect. He could breathe past it until there was nothing but Sam, a warm, solid body over him. In him.

"Ohfuck just like that Sam.. feels so good.."