The torturous Devil of a Gorgeous girl

Chapter 32: Angels having fun....

Sam's POV

Somehow, Gabe managed to get the key to the key from Arthur, probably he stole it or bargained for it with sweets. He ran over to me, pulled me down by my collar and kissed me soft but rough. Before I could come to my senses, Gabe took the straps of my bag pulling me towards the exit of the canteen to explore the abode of Arthur Pendragon.

We stroll through the Forrest hand in hand, with a slight spring in our step. Huge oaks and elms towering above us with their protective arms blocking out the sun. Up ahead is the clearing to Arthur's den, Gabe also sees it and almost pulls my arm out of the socket to get me there quicker. Like a gentleman I allow Gabriel to climb first, while also getting a great view, and we reach the top. Gabe uses the key he retrieved from his Royal pain to open the beautifully decorated door.

Inside, was surprisingly tidy. The main room was filled with hand carved furnishings and 2 doorways that lead off to extra rooms in either side. To the left was the kitchen and to the right, I assumed, was the bedroom/bathroom area. To say I was impressed was an understatement. But before I finished my analysis of Arthur's hand made home, Gabriel once again pulled me down in order to reach my lips.

Gabriel was wrong to think he had charge. My hands snaked around his hips and lifted him closer to me, his legs wrapping round my hips for support. With a little difficulty, I walked over to the wall in order to balance him out and give him some more support before meeting his lips in battle again. Swiftly, His soft hands crept into my messy, over length hair tugging gently encouraging me to be a little rough. In return, I licked his lips and entered the territory I now owned, exploring every inch of my new domain. This earned me small growls and moans from the smaller boy in my embrace. I wasn't sure about Gabe, but I was defiantly getting uncomfortable In my lower zones.

To change the scene, I moved him to the wooden but comfortable sofa, gently laying him down.

'God Sam, I didn't realise you were this good. You must've had practise.' Gabe said, trying to keep his breathing under control. 'Although, I don't like the idea of you on top.'

'Try and change it sweetie' I whispered into his ear in reply.

To prove me wrong, his small strong legs locked round my waist and flipped me onto the floor. My back slammed into the wooden panels but I didn't care. Gabe landed on top if me, right on the already tight trousers. He understood instantly where he fell, and slowly rocked his hips back and forth making me moan softly. My trousers getting tighter by the second.

'My god.... G..G....Gabe. You're making me uncomfortable..' I looked up to him pleading for him to stop teasing me, earning a wicked smile. Oh god...

'Samswich, you are not the only one with a problem.' His eyes shut tight as he felt the wave of pleasure flow through him.

His moment of weakness cost him. Quickly, I leaned up and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down on top of me, Our noses touching slightly. My arms embraced him as I lowered him down next to me, letting us stare into the others eyes. His eyes like sunshine flowing through a glass of whisky. My hands trailed his back stopping on his upper back where I found an indent. Gabriel jerked back from me with a face of pure fear. What had I found?

'You OK Gabe?' Unbeknown to what I had done.

'Um.... Haha... Ha... Yea. I'm... Um fine...' He stuttered.

'I don't believe you. What on your back?' I persisted.

'Nothing Sam. Honestly.' His tone of voice had become panicked and his eyes opened wide. I went to stand up to go comfort him but he just walked away from me petrified.

'Sam please, its nothing. Believe me Sam.' His eyes pleaded with mine, begging me to stop. But I couldn't, not now.

'Gabe tell me. It won't affect us. I promise.' I say slowly while raising my hands in a surrender.

He opened his mouth to tell me, but rethought it. 'Why did you and Cara spit up?' Why is this relevant?

'She wasn't who I thought she was. He hid her true self from me.' I explained while confused.

'Then how can you say we won't be affected? HOW?' Tears started to well in his eyes.

'Its not the same. Gabe believe me. You are perfect for me. I can see that now... Just let me in.'

'OK....' He took a huge breath. 'Sam Winchester, I am an angel of the lord.' No. Not again.

He looked at me in defeat but with concern. He now realised this was exactly what had happened before.

'No.... No...no.no.no.no.' I started to cry. It couldn't happen again.

'Damn it!' Gabe said as he punched the wall. In a mass of tears, I slumped to the floor, giving up. My stupid dad getting in the way again. He'd kill me. He'd kill Gabe. He'd kill Cas..... Wait.

'Gabe?' Sniff sniff. 'Cas is your brother right? Is he also an angel?'
Sniff.

He looked around, hurt. He realized what in was asking. Anger flared in his chocolatey eyes.

'You leave my little brother alone. I will kill you if you lay a finger on my brother with the intention of harm.' His wings peeled put of his back and arched around his body forming a very menacing figure.

'I wouldn't. Cas is one of my best friends. I'm only worried about Dean. Cas means far too much to me for me to ever want to do that to him... I just don't know how Dean will react. I don't want him hurting Cas.' I said in a rush, trying to convince Gabe.

'So, if you're so happy now... Why did you leave Cara? I don't know the details about her but I know she is very powerful.' He questioned, slightly relaxing his wings.

'I didn't realise what I had. I was wrong with Cara. I don't want to make the same mistake twice. Gabe, I like you. Feathers or not I will make it work, if you'll have me.' Tears began to creep into my eyes. Was I going to loose again?

He walked over to me, folding back his wings, but leaving them out.

'Yes, I will have you.' He kneeled beside me and gently kissed my lips.

'I won't let you down.'