Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

The One Rule- Sabriel

⚠️SMUT ASF⚠️

Sam and Gabe have been messing around for almost 6 months now. They hook up and cuddle and act coupley, but they have one rule. No kissing.

Gabe made this rule because he didn't want to catch feelings for Sam, but it didn't work. They'll kiss each other all over their bodies, but never on the lips. All Gabe wants is to kiss Sam's perfectly plump lips though. He can't help himself.

Currently, the two are in Sam's bed, grinding onto each other, obviously needy. Gabe strips Sam of all of his clothes and snaps his own off. They rock together, moaning and cursing as they touch the other.

Gabe looks at Sam's beautiful face, eyes staring right into his own, mouth open, moaning. Gabe's eyes gravitate to Sam's lips, but Sam doesn't notice yet. He's too focused on the pleasure of everything.

"Sam- Sammy." Gabe moans, wanting to feel Sam's lips on his.

Sam looks at Gabe, biting his lip. Gabe speeds up the stroking and thrusting of his hips and Sam throws his head back, so close to the edge.

Gabe continues on, kissing Sam's body as they write and moan. The next thing Gabe knows, Sam's finishing onto himself and Gabe's fist. Gabe strokes them two a little longer, and then let's himself go, throwing himself onto Sam's chest. When Gabe is completely finished, he looks up at Sam, trying to catch his breath.

Sam looks down at Gabe and lazily smiles. "Sam." Gabe says, wondering if he should say this.

"Gabe." Sam responds, looking at the smaller angel on top of him still.

"Sam I really want to kiss you right now." Gabe admits, staring at Sam's lips.

"But the rule..." Sam starts.

"Fuck the rule." Gabe says simply, sitting upright and leaning towards Sam's face. "Can I please kiss you?" Gabe asks and Sam can't take it. Gabe is so close to him and he wants to kiss the angel too.

"Yes." Sam says, and that's it. Their only rule with their friends with benefits relationship, broken. Gabe kisses Sam slowly, relishing in the bliss of it all. Sam's hands go to Gabe's cheeks and pull him closer.

Gabe smiles as Sam's tongue pushes at his lips, wanting entrance. Gabe allows it and their tongues dance together, happily. All Gabe can think about at this moment is the idea of them becoming more than this. He wants Sam all to himself.

Sam's hands wander down to Gabe's hips and he pulls Gabe back onto himself. Gabe keeps his hands around Sam's neck as Sam slips himself inside of Gabe with no warning.

Gabe moans loudly against Sam's lips. The pain, the stretch, the amazing feeling, but he doesn't care that he's only barely prepared.

Sam rocks his hips, fucking Gabe slowly as they keep their lips together. They don't want anything else but this.

Gabe groans and tries to pull back from the kiss, but Sam doesn't want him to go. Sam keeps on pecking Gabe's lips, begging him to come back. "Sammy, fuck." Gabe moans, their hips still rocking as Sam pushes in and out of Gabe.

Gabe leans back down and kisses Sam again, not planning on breaking apart anytime soon. His lips are just like he imagined them against his. A perfect fit. Sam starts to thrust into Gabe faster, already close again.

Gabe moans against Sam's lips and just a few minutes later, he feels Sam release inside of him. Sam bites Gabe's bottom lip, moaning loudly. Gabe can't take it anymore. He strokes himself, them still connected by the lips, and finishes, moaning into Sam's mouth.

Once they've both come down from their orgasmic high, they slowly separate their lips, kissing each other as they separate. "Jesus Sam." Gabe breathes, laying beside the hunter contently.

"Yeah holy shit." Sam agrees. "We lasted six months without kissing, Gabe. Six. Why now?" Sam asks, still a little confused.

"I didn't want to kiss you because I didn't want to fall for you." Gabe admits, blushing as he feels Sam's cum rolling down his thigh. He snaps and their both cleaned up and under the covers, cuddling.

"What changed?" Sam asks, hoping it's what he thinks it is.

"I already fell." Gabe says, worried that he'd mess up his and Sam's unorthodox relationship.

Sam smiles and rolls to his side, kissing Gabe with passion. Gabe's surprised and happy. Maybe he didn't ruin anything.

"I did too." Sam admits, smiling against Gabe's lips, still kissing him.

Gabe pulls back, smiling widely. "You did?" He asks, smiling and blushing at the same time.

"Yes. Like not even a month in. I didn't want to ruin what we had though, so I didn't say anything. I didn't think we could be more so I just hoped we could stay what we were." Sam explains, happily.

"Were?" Gabe asks, curiously.

"Yes. Gabe will you go on a date with me?" Sam asks confidently.

"Obviously!" Gabe says, almost yells. This is perfect.

Sam smiles and pulls Gabe down on his chest, cuddling with him happily.

~~three days later~~

Sam and Gabe pull up to a diner across town, going on their first date. For some reason, Gabe's very nervous though.

On the date, they talk and talk for hours until the diner closes and kicks them out. When they get out of the front door, they're laughing hysterically. "Gabe it's 10PM!" Sam laughs loudly.

Gabe laughs too, grabbing Sam's hips and pushing the two together against the siding of the diner.

The laughter dies down and they stare into each others eyes before Gabe leans up and kisses Sam. They've been kissing nonstop for the last three days, always wanting more of the other.

"Gabe, we should go back home." Sam says, one, making Gabe smile at the word 'home.' And two, making him laugh at the joke he's about to make.

"Sex on the first date?! Sammy who are you!!" Gabe says, giggling.

"Shut up! We've been fucking for six months! Let's go back home before I take off all your clothes right now." Sam says, also laughing.

They're both so glad they broke this rule.

Especially, when Sam proposes not even a year later.

Sam and Gabriel Winchester. The best couple ever.