Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Wing grooming-sabriel

⚠️smut warning⚠️

Sam and Gabe have been dating for a few months now, but Gabe has kept something from Sam that he really needs out. Every other month on the dot, an angel's wings get so uncomfortable and irritated letting the angel know they need to be groomed.

Sam has seen Gabe's wings before, but he's never touched them. They're trying to take things somewhat slow since Sam hasn't been with a guy in so long and Gabe has been with... so many. They just want to be at the perfect speed for both.

The two are laying in Sam's room, more often called their room, watching a movie and cuddling when Gabe gets uncomfortable.

"Are you okay Gabe?" Sam asks, wrapping both arms around the smaller man.

Gabe looks up at sam with worry obvious in his face. "Sammy.. can I ask you for a favor?" Gabe asks, blushing deeply.

"What's up baby?" Sam asks, looking down at Gabe. He looks like he's getting smaller with embarrassment.

"Every other month angel's wings need to be groomed.. I know you haven't touched my wings before and I'm not totally sure what would happen if you did, but I really need help to groom them. Normally I'd go to heaven and get recourses there but with everything going on..." Gabe rambles. He hasn't been on great terms with heaven lately, so he's not really welcome there.

"Gabe slow down. Yes I'll help you but I have no idea what I'm doing." Sam says, kissing the top of Gabe's head.

"Okay.. I'll guide you through it.. it won't hurt you, I know that, but I don't know if it does anything else.. nobody's ever groomed my wings but me." Gabe says, sitting up and pulling off his shirt slowly. Sam stares up at him, admiring the beauty in front of him.

"Beautiful." Sam mutters under his breath. Gabe looks down and blushes.

"So, when I bring my wings out they'll look kind of rough.. possibly have some debris in them and the feathers will be sticking different ways. You can start with getting the stuff out. It won't hurt unless you pull on a healthy feather.." Gabe explains, turning his back to Sam. Sam sits up and kisses Gabe's neck reassuringly.

"Okay. I'll be careful." Sam says. Gabe nods and pulls his wings out. He was right, there's random pieces of metal in them, probably from hunts he's been on, and the feathers look painfully manipulated in different directions. "You're so beautiful baby." Sam says, kissing Gabe's neck again before he starts.

Gabe blushes and looks down at his lap. Sam smiles and reaches for Gabe's right wing. It's not too bad so it shouldn't take that long. "You can touch them. Don't be nervous Sammy. I can feel it." Gabe says, he can always sense Sam's emotions. It's great for when Sam doesn't want to talk about it.

Sam nods and pushes his hand into the feathers on the right wing. They're so soft and so pretty. Gabe can't help but let out the sigh he tried to hold in. Sam feels around for smaller things stuck in the wing and pulls out some. He tosses it in the trash can beside his bed. There's one bigger piece of something stuck towards the bottom, so he goes to pull that out and Gabe whimpers. Not out of pain, but out of relief. It's been bothering him for a while.

"You okay?" Sam asks, running his fingers through Gabe's wing. Gabe let's out a shakey breath.

"Y-yes." He breathes, trying to suppress the amazing pleasure he just got from Sam's fingers in his wing.

Sam doesn't believe him but he doesn't think it's hurting Gabe. He would say something if it was. He runs his fingers through the wing one more time before moving to the next wing. Gabe presses his hand over his mouth too keep in a moan.