Fall Back {A Sabriel Fanfic}

Chapter 15

Do you guys want me to tell you before there is smut? Cause there is eventually. Not in this chapter but they do a little bit.

And a warning if you guys don't want me to tell you when there is going to be smut,

I SUCK at writing it.

I also don't think I've ever posted a story with smut in it. I have like 747292974 stories but this is 1 of 2 that I have posted.

Anywho, let me know.

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"Sam," Gabe breaths after being lightly pushed against the dorm door, making their lips break apart. He fiddles with the keys before pushing the door open and relocking it once inside.

Sam's pulled down as soon as he turns around, his hat being knocked off so Gabriel can run his hands through the long brown hair.

They both manage to get over to the bed without breaking apart, slipping Sam's jacket off in the process. They fall back onto the mattress, and Gabe starts with Sam's second shirt. "So many damn layers," he growls and unbuttons as fast as he can. Sam chuckles and helps remove the third shirt, quickly sitting forward to reattach their lips. His finger untuck Gabriels shirt and he slips his fingers under, brushing his skin.

Instead of taking time to remove his own shirt, the older of the two trails kisses down Sam's neck and to his chest, stopping on the tattoo. He moves to the other side, sucking gently on the Winchesters collar bone, leaving his mark.

Sam groans and starts working on Gabes shirt, pushing the fabric off his boyfriends shoulders once completely open. Only then does the Novak flush, he never been shirtless in front of Sam and he doesn't have abs like the other boy. To his relief, Sam sits up and begins kissing down his body, making him feel less self conscious.

Gabe pulls away and pushes the teen back down, pushing his lip against Sam's hard, sneaking is tongue in. Their hips grind together, making both of them moan. His hand begin to work with Sam's belt while the other holds him up.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"D–did you hear somethin'?" Sam asks breathlessly. "Nope." He shrugs and continues on.

Bang. Bang. "Sam? You in there? I forgot my keys."

"Ugh. Damnit." Gabe roles off him with a sigh. "Put a shirt on," Sam whispers, fixing his belt and unlocking the door once Gabriel is clothed. "Uh, hey Kevin.."

"Hi–sorry. I forgot my keys and I need my books for tomorrow. Plus Channing left her purse here."

"No, you're all good, we were just um–talking," he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

Silently, they sit on the bed while Kevin rummages through the whole dorm, still not finding the purse. Gabriel huffs and lays down when Kevin gets on the phone with Channing and searches the place again.

Thirty minutes pass and the couple decide that the accessory isn't there and Kevin heads out to backtrack everywhere they went.

"How far would you have let me go if he didn't interrupt?" Gabe smirks, running a hand down Sam's bare side. "Guess we'll never know."

"Lemme guess, you got early class?"

"Yup."

Gabriel sighs and get up, "I'll see you tomorrow?" Sam follows behind as Gabe gathers his things, turning to meet at the door. "See you tomorrow," he gets one last peck before watching his boyfriend walk away.

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"Ive been trying to reach you all day!"

"I know, I know. Sorry. I've been slammed with classes and work called for some reason so now I have to go down to the garage for a shift or something. Which Jim called me in the middle of class so Mrs. Croak had to speak with me after class and I have no time for homework."

"Woah Samster, slow down. Just breath," Gabe soothes, wrapping arms around the stressed teen. As told, Sam takes deep breathes, resting his forehead on Gabriels shoulder. "Listen, you're ahead in all of your classes. Mrs. Croak won't even remember about the phone, plus no one can hate you. And working at the shop means you'll have more money, okay?"

"What about you?" He sighs. "I think we've seen each other everyday for a month and a half straight, you deserve a break from me," Gabe chuckles. "How about I give you my spare key and you come over this weekend, just you and me. I'll plan out the weekend."

"A–all weekend?" Sam stutters, stepping back for the other males embrace. "What? Does being alone with me for a whole weekend make you nervous?" Gabe hooks his finger in Sam's belt loop and pulls him closer. "N–no."

"Alright then. Come over after class tomorrow, I should be home a hour after that, I have an interview at the coffee shop."

"Okay. See you then," Sam kisses him, calming down with the touch. Gabriels lips push up, pulling apart and tilting his head the other way. Sam's hand slides down Gabes side and deepens the kiss. "S..Sam. Work."

"Right," he groans.

"C'ya tomorrow."