The Sharpest Lives
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theinsaneeraser Rating: Nc-17
Genra/Pairngs: Angst, Romance, Schmoop, Gabriel/Sam and Minor Dean/Castiel
Spoilers: Nope
Warnings: I just realised how many times Sammy says Fuck...so uh, a little abuse of that word.
Word Count: 3,085
Prompt: Written for
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spn_gabriel_sam's Fic ecxhange. I used two of her prompts. 1) Surprised protective!Sam, ie post 5x19 (or other near Gabriel death experience) Sam starts to get very protective of Gabriel (not like stupidly, girly overprotective) and it takes him a while to figure out why- bonus points for confused!annoyed!Gabriel and even more confused!Sammy
2) Sam, Gabriel, popcorn, and way too much free time- bonus point for the use of caramel
Summary: “Sammy, you’re such a nerd.” Gabriel rolled his eyes and scooted a bit away from him, which it turns out, was a bad idea because Sam had him cornered to the edge of the bed. Gabriel fell from the bed with an ‘oof’ and stared up at Sam as he scrambled to the edge. He looked down at the archangel who was glaring at him before standing up.
Notes: The title was taken from a song by My Chemical Romance. Exchanges and BigBangs HERE
Sam was lost, confused and very, very agitated with himself. Though not as much as Gabriel was - He kept shooting him glances that said if he sat any closer there was going to be some holy smiting going down and Sam was going to be the one smote. Sam didn’t know why he was acting like this, only glad that it wasn’t some sort of girly thing; thank God for that. He would just step in front of Gabriel during confrontations, rip his brother’s head off when he and Gabriel got in a fight and he’d never be more then five feet away from the archangel.
They were currently sitting on the bed - Dean and Castiel on their own whispering things Sam was glad he couldn’t hear – watching some sort of reality TV show called Big Brother. They were currently running and crawling through a pool of honey and melted caramel trying to find teeth in another pool of popcorn. It was probably Gabriel wet dream and he was grinning from ear to ear as he watched.
“Dude, that’s going to be a bitch to get off after,” Dean commented.
“But that’s the fun part.” Gabriel countered and wiggled his eyebrows.
Cas gave him a look and put an arm over Dean’s chest and Sam wished they’d just fuck already because they were acting like newlyweds and it was annoying. Gabriel just grinned and snapped himself a bag of skittles, which he rooted around in, collecting all the orange. Sam rolled his eyes and snatched one as it rolled from Gabriel’s hand, smiling as Gabriel sent him a look that said ‘my-candy-don’t-touch’.
Sam still didn’t know how Gabriel pulled it off, because Sam was pretty sure Gabriel had died, but he kept saying he hadn’t that it was just a trick and that they were all gullible. Sam was pretty sure he was lying and something bad happened that Gabriel didn’t want to talk about. Sam had no clue where angels went when they died so he wasn’t going to push it.
“So, Sammy, what’s our next hunt about?” Dean asked only half interested.
Sam scooted a bit closer to Gabriel and turned to look at Dean. “Hmm, oh right. Their have been a bunch of swimming related disappearances. Teens claiming to go swimming and then are never seen again.”
“Could be a Kelpie.” Dean offered as he watched one of the girls get stuck in the gooey mixture. She was bitching and complaining about it being heavy or something.
“Hmm, possibly, or it could be Neck-Nix-Nixie.” Gabriel hummed in a sing-songy voice.
“What the hell’s a Neck-Nix-Nixie?”
Castiel sighed and sent Gabriel a look that Sam mirrored many times with Dean.
“Neck is the English, masculine term, Nix is the German masculine term and Nixie is the German feminine term.” Castiel explained.
“Okay, still. What the hell is it?”
“It’s like a Kelpie.” Sam continued Castiel giving him an appreciative smile. “Only, instead of a water horse they are water sprites. They can take on the form of either gender or sometimes animals. They lure woman and children to their death. They drown.”
Gabriel nodded like what he had said should have explained all this. Sam sighed and felt the brush of Gabriel’s hip; he hadn’t realised he’d moved that close to the archangel-trickster.
“Have there been any adult deaths, or just the teens?” Castiel asked, his fingers brushing through Dean’s hair. Yeah, they really needed to just get this over with and fuck.
“None that I’ve read of, just the teens.” Sam looked through the reports. “But there could be, and they could just not be connecting them.” He added as an afterthought.
“Sammy, you’re such a nerd.” Gabriel rolled his eyes and scooted a bit away from him, which it turns out, was a bad idea because Sam had him cornered to the edge of the bed. Gabriel fell from the bed with an ‘oof’ and stared up at Sam as he scrambled to the edge. He looked down at the archangel who was glaring at him before standing up.
“You alright?” Sam asked sheepishly, trying his best to look as innocent as possible.
“Fine.” He answered and flopped back down on the bed, throwing Sam searing glances that had him bowing his head.
Dean and Castiel were both staring at him; Castiel with his head tilted in a way that told him he was confused, and Dean with a raised eyebrow and a taunting look in his eyes like he knew something Sam didn’t. There was a good chance they did, but Sam wasn’t going to linger on that. Instead he was going to tell his body to stop acting weird and to pay attention to the TV. It half worked, he didn’t push Gabriel off the bed again, but he didn’t pay much attention to the TV.
~*~*~*~
Gabriel sat in the back of the Impala, Sam next to him while Cas and Dean sat in the front, Dean trying to teach the angel for the millionth time the wonders of ‘AC/DC’.
Sam had been acting weird, well, weirder then normal. He swore the kid was a walking billboard for weirdness but he didn’t seem to know what he was doing this time. It was still getting on his nerves, the fact Sam kept getting in his personal space, fussed over him sometimes and would always defuse fights between him and Dean before they escaladed to coming to actual blows. He didn’t get it and he hated not getting things.
And he was doing it again. He was so close their knees were brushing as he talked to Dean – yelling over the music – giving him directions and other useless things Gabriel didn’t care about. He choose to ignore it, because Sam was big and maybe it was just his body trying to fit itself in the cramp space of the back seat but Gabriel highly doubted that.
“It would be easier to converse without the music blaring.” Gabriel offered helpfully and just got a glare from Dean.
“He is correct Dean; you can not listen to the music while yelling to speak over it.” Cas added and Dean reluctantly turned it down.
Gabriel had a feeling it was more because Cas asked and not because of his own comment, but he didn’t care; he may be an angel but he can still go deaf. Well, only if he choose too, but Dean didn’t need his music that loud and it made Sam pissy and when Sam was pissy he got touchy – meaning he’d move closer and his hand would wind up on Gabriel’s thigh or against his side.
“So, where is this all taking place again?” Gabriel asked because the silence was uncomfortable.
“Virginia Beach.” Sam answered, looking out the window, his hands – thankfully – in his lap, his knee barely brushing his own.
“That’s a pretty crowded place, seems strange for a Neck or a Kelpie to be either of those places. They prefer small streams and rivers, possibly lakes too but the ocean? That’s too busy.” Gabriel didn’t like this, didn’t like this at all.
“It only happens at night though, when there’s no one around.” Sam added. “But yeah, now that I think about it, it is pretty weird.”
“You think it could be a trap, a fake hunt to grab our attention?” Dean asked, his music off now and Gabriel knew he was all serious.
“It could be.” Cas agreed. “But not the best trap, I do not believe it would be either Michael or Lucifer’s.”
“If Zachariah was still around I’d have said it was him, but I agree with Cas.” Dean sighed and looked as if he wanted to hit his head on the steering wheel. “Demons maybe? Lesser angels?”
“Possibly…” Gabriel closed his eyes, trying to think, because something was tugging at the back of his memory and he really needed to remember what it was because he had a feeling it was important.
“Well, we’ll go check it out, keep our eyes open for any traps and be ready for anything.” Dean turned his music back up and Gabriel rolled his eyes. He could have snapped himself away, but Cas had asked him to stick around so he had. That was probably the only thing He and Dean had in common; they didn’t want to disappoint Castiel.
~*~*~*~
Sam tossed his bag onto the bed and sighed, putting his face in his hands because he was starting to realise why he was being so protective of Gabriel. Because yeah, that’s what he was; protective and possessive. He didn’t want to see Gabriel die again, had seen to many people die for them. Dean still treated him like his sacrifice never happened, and that pissed Sam off sometimes, because Gabriel had stood up and planned to kill Lucifer – his brother – and had died doing it just so they could have a chance to save the world. Dean could be such a hypocrite.
Sam couldn’t help but feel relived when Dean took Cas out to grab dinner and look around, leaving him and Gabriel alone in the hotel room. He was going to apologise to Gabriel for acting weird, and maybe explain to him why he was acting like this. Well, he had planned to but Gabriel was engrossed in some sort of movie and was munching on caramel popcorn, and Sam couldn’t stop thinking of what else he could use the caramel for.
Gabriel choked and Sam went bright red; he had been spending way too much time around the archangel-trickster. Sam looked at Gabriel who was staring at Sam with eyebrows raised as if daring Sam to come closer. Sam, being Sam, took the challenge and moved closer till he was sitting on the edge of the bed. He plucked a piece of the popcorn out of the bag and slipped it into his mouth, letting the sickly-sweet taste roll over his tongue before he turned his attention back to Gabriel.
“So, what else could you use caramel for?”
Sam felt his face grow hot and he looked at his hands before lifting his face, not going to back down.
“Oh I don’t know, maybe grab a spoon and drizzle it all over you’re chest, making little designs, coat you’re nipples till you were all messy and warm. Then I’d lean over you and lap up the sweetness, dragging my teeth across your flesh till you were clean.”
Gabriel’s eyes had gone dark with something Sam could only call lust and he himself had leaned in closer until he could just reach out and claim the archangel for his own.
“Really now.” Gabriel’s voice was low and dangerous and Sam couldn’t help the fire it raised in his veins before he was chest to chest with him and their lips were pressed together, moving against each other’s desperately.
Sam let out a soft sound from the back of his throat as Gabriel’s hands found their way inside his shirt, ghost over his nipples, tugging them gently. He pushed up with his hips till he was practically in Gabriel’s lap, hands working on removing buttons and clothes, tugging off his shirt and tossing it to the side as Gabriel worked on his.
Once Sam wiggled out of his own shirt they were bare chest to bare chest. Sam gripped the ends of Gabriel’s hair, pulling him closer as Gabriel pushed upwards, knocking Sam onto his back with a soft growl that was full of dominance. Sam shivered and let out a gasp as Gabriel’s mouth found his nipple, he sucked it into his mouth with wet heat, grinding it between teeth and tongue lashing out against it. Sam moaned and arched his back, fingers clawing at his back.
Gabriel was tugging at his belt and then his pants were gone too, Gabriel’s was naked and he was grinding against Sam, causing moans and whimpers to escape his lips as he arched his back, pressing back up against him.
“Gabriel.” Sam whispered and dragging his nails down to Gabriel’s hips.
“Not going anywhere Kiddo.” Gabriel spoke in Sam’s ear so softly, a contradiction to his frantic movements.
He knew, he knew and he understood.
“Good.” Sam answered when there was a flare of something warm that smelled faintly of freshly cut grass and honey, and then there was something soft brushing against his hands; wings. “Gabriel…” Sam was shocked as he stared up at the archangel, wings spread as wide as the room would allow, like an umbrella and cutting off some of the light.
“Mmmhmm, those be my wings Sammy, and if you aren’t going to use that mouth properly then close it.” Gabriel grinned in a playful manner. Sam sent him a scowl before Gabriel moved against him once again, cutting him off.
“Want you.”
“Me too, fuck Gabriel just do it!” Sam gasped and buried his fingers in Gabriel’s feather, tugging at them gently, causing the archangel to keen and press his head against Sam’s chest; breaths coming out in a pant.
Sam dragged his fingers down from the median under primary the pinions to the greater under pinions, eliciting whimpers and keens from Gabriel that sent electric shocks of pleasure running through him. He was just about to run his fingers back up when he felt one of Gabriel’s fingers slip inside him. He arched his back, tugging at the feathers once again, but being careful not to tug too hard; he didn’t want to hurt him.
“Fuck Sammy.”
Gabriel pumped his finger in and out; fast and hard, curling and unrelenting; it was bliss. Sam pressed back against him and cried out when a second finger was added. He continued to run his fingers through as much of Gabriel’s wings as he could reach, realising that they were tinted – just slightly – purple, so faint that if Sam hadn’t been looking as closely as he was he wouldn’t have noticed. All thoughts were soon wiped from Sam’s mind as a third finger was added, scissoring and pumping; driving him crazy.
“Gabriel.” Sam moaned. “Now.”
Gabriel didn’t hesitate and Sam couldn’t stop a whimper as he felt the loss of Gabriel’s fingers, before it was replaced with something warm and hard. Gabriel and Sam both let out low, drawn out groans as Gabriel pushed into him. Sam’s hands traveled through the feathers till they reached his back. He dug his nails into the space between his wings and Gabriel bucked into him with a cry. Sam did it again, moaning as Gabriel seemed to loose himself completely.
It was fast, dirty and Sam wasn’t going to be able to walk for a week but it was good and he wondered – vaguely – why they hadn’t done this before, why it took him so long to realise he wanted Gabriel. His thoughts were once again ripped from him as Gabriel hit his prostate, making him see white as he cried out, cumming harder then he ever had before, between their stomachs. It didn’t take Gabriel long to follow as he cried out Sam’s name – breaking the light bulbs in the process – before collapsing against him, their chests heaving heavily as they both tried to remember how to breathe. Once they were settled enough, Gabriel gently pulled out of him and let his wings draped down across them lazily.
“You’re such a girl Sammy, I hope you know that.”
Sam glared at him. “I am not!”
Gabriel grinned and kissed him, this one slower.
“I’m not leaving you gigantor, don’t think I could if I wanted too, you Winchesters always find a way to track me down and ruin my fun.”
Sam was about to retort when the hotel room slammed open and a dripping wet Dean and Cas stumbled in. Gabriel snapped and they were both clothed, his wings once again inside his back as he eyed the two drowned rats. Sam blinked, his face flushed and Dean stared at the pair as if he was trying to digest what he just seen, then must have decided to file it away for later as he sloshed over toward the bathroom.
“Cas, what happened? Why are you both wet?” Sam asked and Cas shot him a miserable look.
“Dean decided to check out the ocean, since it was still daylight.” He explained as Dean slammed the bathroom door. “There was a tiny indent, where a smaller pool of water rested. It was hidden by rocks so not many people went there.”
Sam had a feeling he knew where this was going.
“Dean wanted to check it out so I agreed to go with him, when he saw a shape under the water that looked like one of the missing girls. Fearing it was a body he jumped in. Only it wasn’t a body it was a Nixie, and it tried to drown him.” Cas let his wet coat drip to the floor as Gabriel started to laugh. “I went in after him, only there were two.”
“How did you get away?” Gabriel asked with a tone of amusement.
Cas went quiet and his cheeks flushed as he worked on removing more wet clothing. Gabriel rolled his eyes and must have felt sorry for him because he snapped his fingers and Cas was dry once more. Sam was unsure what to think, because he had never known Cas to blush before. He was about to ask when Gabriel burst into another fit of laughter.
“Oh, oh that’s just too perfect!”
“What, what happened?” Sam asked and Cas went even redder, glaring daggers at Gabriel.
Dean chose this time to walk out of the bathroom, and Sam caught the barest hint of a hicky on his neck.
“Finally!” Sam blurted before his could stop himself and Dean’s hand flew to his neck.
Sam was pretty sure he and Gabriel were going to die of laughter. It was so worth it.
The End
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on 2010-08-15 11:43 am (UTC)This was so delightfully IC and cute! <3 (and HOT XD) xx
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on 2010-08-15 12:07 pm (UTC)Love you too! xx
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on 2010-08-15 12:08 pm (UTC)Thanks for the comment.
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on 2010-08-15 09:00 pm (UTC)Thanks for the comment, glad you liked.
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on 2010-08-15 06:28 pm (UTC)Wonderful, THANK YOU! I loved the various popcorn and caramel abuse! And protective!Sam was perfect, poor Sammy not quite knowing what to make of it. *cuddles them both* It was really great, thank you!!!!
Btb- nice choice of icon, lol. :D
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on 2010-08-15 09:02 pm (UTC)No porblem hun!
Lol, thankies.
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on 2010-09-21 12:22 pm (UTC)~Mab