Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Angel Heat - Sabriel

⚠️⚠️smut!!!!⚠️⚠️

Gabe is having a rough time lately. He won't talk to anyone, he's avoiding Sam completely, and he's always blushing. Sam has no idea what's going on, but Cas does.

Gabe is in a sort of angel heat. His body is ready for him to mate with someone, but he doesn't know who his body wants. He only knows that he cannot be around the others when this happens.

Sam's laying in bed, thinking about the archangel. He's been acting weird, but when is he not? Sam drifts off to sleep, still thinking about the angel, and not knowing Gabe can hear his thoughts.

Gabe tries to keep himself in the dungeon of the bunker, but he finds himself basically sprinting to Sam's room. The thoughts Sam was having were about him. About how "beautiful" he is. About how weird he's been acting.

Gabe pushes open Sam's door and slams it shut behind him, locking it with his grace. Sam jumps, now awake, and rubs his eyes. "Gabriel? What the hell?" Sam asks, seeing the angel there, insanely flustered.

"I heard your thoughts." Gabe says simply, getting on Sam's bed. Gabe straddles Sam's thighs and Sam gives him a look.

"What're you doing?" Sam asks, still laying down, but now blushing.

"It's time for me to mate with someone. That's why I've been so weird. My body wants you, Sam." Gabe says simply, hands on either side of Sam's head.

"Gabe," Sam sighs. Fuck. This can't be happening.

"Sam please, I need you." Gabe says, scooting up Sam's body and sitting on Sam's crotch. Sam inhales quickly and shuts his eyes, composing his thoughts.

"Gabriel I'm not going to 'mate' with you. You're not thinking straight. You want someone to mate with, I know, but I'm not going to take advantage of you when you're like this." Sam says, sitting up and slowly pushing Gabe off of him.

"Sammy I need you." Gabe says again, making Sam feel bad for not going through with this.

"What has to happen for you to mate?" Sam asks, sighing.

"I- I have to.. fuck." Gabe says, trying to ignore his raging boner. "We need to have sex." He spits out, palming himself. It's like he has no control over himself.

"Gabe. I'm not taking advantage of you. You're obviously not in your right mind right now. We can't have sex." Sam says, blushing and turning to the angel who's hand is now in his pants.

Sam looks away, feeling like he's violating Gabe. "Sam if we don't... i'll never ever have a mate." Gabe says, bucking up into his hands. "We don't have to go all the way, just.. you know get off." Gabe explains, pulling his hand out of his pants and gripping the bedsheets. He's a mess, and he should be embarrassed, but he's not.

"Gabe..." Sam says, putting his hands over his face and flopping back onto the pillows.

"Sammy please. If you never want to again, you don't have to. I just.. I need you to agree. Just this once." Gabe says, screwing his eyes shut and trying to refrain from touching himself or Sam.

"I'm not going to fuck you." Sam says, sitting up. He straddles Gabe and Gabe gasps, obviously sensitive. "But.." Sam says, grinding his hips on Gabe's. "I can do something else. What do you want?" Sam asks, locking his and Gabe's hands together.

"I-I.. I need you to touch me. Please." Gabe says, about to go crazy.

Sam unbuckles Gabe's belt and slides it through the loops. He tosses it aside and unbuttons Gabe's pants, pulling them down. Gabe is so horny right now it's almost unreal.