Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Self Conscious- Sabriel

This is heavily inspired by a post on twitter made by @DominaTism

⚠️SMUTTY⚠️

Sam is laying in his room, trying to avoid his reflection in the mirror on his dresser. He's having a bad day self-consciously. He thinks he doesn't deserve to be dating Gabriel. I mean he's an archangel and he's so sweet and beautiful. So why'd he pick Sam?

Gabe walks into the room, seeing Sam under the covers, a frown on his face.

"What's wrong Sammy?" Gabe asks, laying on the bed beside his boyfriend.

"Why'd you pick me? Out of all the other humans in the world who are much more attractive and have a better life, why me?" Sam asks, tears coming to his eyes. "I don't deserve you." He says sadly.

"Sam look at me." Gabe says, putting a hand on Sam's jawline gently and pushing the hunter's face to look at himself. "You are the most beautiful, kind hearted, amazing person I have ever known. You deserve me and so much more." Gabe says, trying to reassure Sam. Sam shakes his head and looks away from Gabe.

"You're wrong." He says simply. Does he genuinely think that he doesn't deserve Gabe.

"Sam I have done loads of awful things in my life. I've killed people, angels, demons, gods, everything and you're so forgiving. If anything I don't deserve you." Gabe says, straddling Sam, making him look at the angel.

"Gabe why don't you just break up with me while you have the chance? I don't deserve you and we all know it." Sam says with menace in his voice.

Gabe doesn't say a word. He's astonished at the fact that Sam thinks Gabe wants to break up with him. Gabe leans down and kisses Sam slowly. Sam tries to pull back but Gabe says, against his lips, "No Sam. You are perfect, and I will do anything for you to see yourself the way I see you."

He goes back to kissing Sam and Sam wraps his arms around Gabe despite what he thinks Gabe should do.

"You know what, I'm going to let you see yourself the way I do. Take off your clothes, Sam." Gabe says demandingly. Sam complies, confused as to what Gabe will do.

"Gabe you don't have to." Sam says, taking off his shirt.

"No, I don't, but I'm going to." Gabe says, watching Sam undress himself. "I'm going to tie you up with a vibrator against your prostate and make you watch yourself in front of the mirror. You need to see how beautiful you are." Gabe says, and Sam isn't sure about the idea, but his dick twitches in his boxers.

Sam finishes undressing himself and Gabe snaps and he's tied up with rope, legs spread apart, hands behind his back, and beautiful knots along his torso, pressed against the headboard of the bed, surrounded with mirrors. Sam looks around and Gabe sees his confusion. "Just watch. You'll love what you see after this." The angel says, lubing up his fingers with lube he just snapped into his hands.

Sam groans and shuts his eyes when Gabe pushes a finger deep into him. "No. Keep your eyes open. Watch." Gabe demands.

Sam complies, watching his reactions as Gabe opens him up.

Gabe pushes in a second finger and Sam struggles to keep his eyes open. He scissors his fingers and Sam watches his face in the mirror above their bed as he moans, his dick unbearably hard. "Please touch me fuck!" Sam moans, but Gabe doesn't move an inch.

Soon, Gabe's fingering Sam with three fingers, scissoring and thrusting them up to hit his prostate. "Look at that Sam. Now try to tell me that there are more beautiful people than you." Gabe says, smiling with content as Sam nods frantically.

Gabe snaps a vibrator into his hands as he pulls out his fingers. Sam is left empty and a mess when he does, though.

"Ready?" Gabe asks, pressing the tip of the vibrator to Sam's hole. Sam moans and nods quickly, allowing Gabe to push in the vibrator and find Sam's prostate.

Sam moans at the feeling. It's so weird, but amazing. When Gabe hits his prostate, he moans loudly and Gabe smirks. He leaves the vibrator there, securing it with his grace and another rope. He turns it on and Sam's body jerks forward.

"Ffuck," Sam moans, watching himself writhe and moan in the mirrors.

Gabe steps back proudly, Sam seems to be doing okay now. He sits down in a chair against a mirror and palms himself as he watches Sam struggle against the ropes.

"Good boy Sammy." Gabe praises him, making Sam moan louder.

Sam watches as his face contracts and his dick twitches uncontrollably. He doesn't know how long he will last with this vibrator on his prostate, it's almost too much.

Sam feels tears prick at his eyes at the pleasure and he shuts them, trying to blink back the tears. "Sam. Open." Gabe demands, studying Sam's face.

Sam does as he is told and soon, there are tears running down his cheeks as he struggles with not being touched.

"Gabe- gonna," Sam moans and before he can get out his sentence, Gabe has snapped a cockring on Sam. "Fuck!" Sam complains, body jerking up.

"Stay there and watch. Don't cum yet." Gabe says, pulling himself out of his pants and stroking himself slowly.

After a few more minutes, Sam is practically sobbing with pleasure. "I need- I need to! Please Gabe." Sam begs and Gabe smiles widely. Sam's never been this vulnerable and he is relishing in it.

"Just one more minute Sammy." Gabe says, stroking himself faster as he gets closer. Before long, Gabe finishes, moaning Sam's name loudly as his cum litters his pants and shirt.

Gabe snaps and the vibrator goes quicker, making Sam write and sob even more. "P-pl-please!" Sam yells, stomach contracting as he tries to finish.

"Go ahead, Sammy. Watch yourself." Gabe says, tucking himself back into his pants and snapping off the cockring.

Sam screams Gabe's name and cums, tears running down his face, mouth wide open, watching himself in the mirror.

When he's finished, Gabe removes the vibrator, praising Sam as he unties him. "You we're so good baby, so gorgeous." Gabe says, kissing all over Sam's body, removing the ropes.

Once Sam is completely free, his arms go to his cheeks and he wipes off his tears. He lays there, legs still spread, breathing heavier than ever.

"Perfect baby. How do you feel?" Gabe asks, shedding his pants and shirt and laying down with Sam.

"Great. Fuck, I feel amazing." Sam says, body glistening with sweat. "I've never.. cried? during that before." Sam says, not knowing what to call the tears that were streaming down his face.

"If you ever say those bad things about yourself again, this is what will happen, but for much much longer. You are the most perfect, beautiful, kind, forgiving man I've ever known and ever will know." Gabe says, kissing Sam's neck, leaving hickeys.

Sam rolls over to Gabe and smiles, making Gabe pull away from his neck. "Okay. I'm sorry, today has just been a bad day for me.." Sam explains.

"You don't have to be sorry baby. That shit happens, but I will never break up with you for any reason even relative to what you said. You're perfect." Gabe smiles and punctuates his sentence with a long, slow kiss to Sam's lips. Sam smiles into the kiss and feels a wave of exhaustion fall over him. The two then pull apart, smiling at each other.

Gabe gets out of the bed and gets a warm, wet rag to clean up Sam. He wipes off his stomach first, cleaning up the mess he made. Then, his hole and upper thighs. All while Sam sighs at the feeling.

"I love you for who you are Sam. And you are amazing." Gabe says, laying down again, cuddling up to Sam.

"I love you too." Sam says, falling asleep quickly. Gabe just admired his work while Sam slept. It was just what he needed.