It's a bit shocking that the first time Sam hears his mate's name is from the mouth of the priest. Gadreel. An unusual name in Winchester, certainly, but not that strange for one of the Celestial Kingdom. He rolls it around in his mind before deciding that, yes, Prince Gadreel has a certain ring to it.
The rest of it, though, are very much things that Sam is somewhat expecting. It's long been known that the Celestial Kingdom is very traditional when it comes to its treatment of Omegas, especially among the nobility. But until now, Sam hasn't ever seen how deeply things might go. But the misery is fairly pouring off of Gadreel and Sam hurts for his mate.
The look on his face when he bares his neck is one that makes Sam's hand tighten on Gadreel's for a moment before casting a glance to Dean. His brother's face is carefully impassive but a moment of silent conversation passes between the two before Sam turns back and leans in, pressing his lips to the mating gland. He opens his mouth to drag his teeth across it, but only enough to be felt. He doesn't dig his teeth in, as that's not the way that things are done in Winchester.
Still, the cheers that go up from those gathered is enough to make him smile, at least a little bit before he raises his head, turning with Gadreel and placing his hand protectively at the other man's lower back.
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Date: 2017-04-14 11:32 am (UTC)The rest of it, though, are very much things that Sam is somewhat expecting. It's long been known that the Celestial Kingdom is very traditional when it comes to its treatment of Omegas, especially among the nobility. But until now, Sam hasn't ever seen how deeply things might go. But the misery is fairly pouring off of Gadreel and Sam hurts for his mate.
The look on his face when he bares his neck is one that makes Sam's hand tighten on Gadreel's for a moment before casting a glance to Dean. His brother's face is carefully impassive but a moment of silent conversation passes between the two before Sam turns back and leans in, pressing his lips to the mating gland. He opens his mouth to drag his teeth across it, but only enough to be felt. He doesn't dig his teeth in, as that's not the way that things are done in Winchester.
Still, the cheers that go up from those gathered is enough to make him smile, at least a little bit before he raises his head, turning with Gadreel and placing his hand protectively at the other man's lower back.