Sabriel One Shots

Pretty Kinky

I pulled up again, counting in my head every rep. 1,2,3,4,5... My chin rose above the bar and I breathed every time I went back down, I was covered in sweat that ran down my chest. The music in the room as blaring and I had my hair held back messily in a hair tie.
"Hello, I certainly don't mind this view." A voice called from behind me, I barely heard it over the music. I dropped down from the bar and turned around, it was Gabriel.
"Hey," I panted as I tried to catch my breath.
"Muscles in your back and shoulders are looking nice," Gabriel circled me and checked me out. He got a good look at me before pulling my hair tie out of my hair and slapping my ass roughly.
"Alright," I rolled his eyes and groan.
"You're no fun," Gabriel smirked.
"Can I finish and then we can do whatever perverted thing you're wanting to do?" I ask and Gabriel nods before turning the music off.
"Only if I can watch," Gabriel says and walks to sit on a chair. I roll my eyes and walk over to the bench, I do chest presses and I try to focus on everything but Gabriel. He always seemed to distract me and I wanted to finish working out.
"So how have you been?" Gabriel asked as his eyes followed the weight when I pushed it up and down.
"Fine, missed you," I say and push up again with a grunt.
"Same here, I hate being away so much." Gabriel says and I look at him for a second, I notice him picking at his jacket instead of eyeing me. I look back over at the ceiling and try to keep a casual conversation with him while I'm sweating 10 pounds of disgusting salt water.
"What're you gonna do? That's your life and I can't be in the way of it." I tell him, Gabriel always felt kind of bad since he couldn't be around me that often. I tried to tell him it was okay, that one day all of this will be better but I still couldn't get through to him.
"How do you feel about kids? Not saying we should get any anytime soon but I'm just curious." Gabriel said randomly, I chuckled a little and sat up. I remembered my hair was down when it hit me in the face, it was sweaty and honestly gross as hell.
"Ugh gross, where'd my hair tie go?" I ask Gabriel and he shrugs.
"The floor somewhere, but back to my question." Gabriel smiles and I look at his eyes, they're carefree and light so I knew this wasn't an 'answer this correctly or get killed' question.
"I don't know, I'd like to have kids but that'd have to be a long time. I wouldn't want to bring them into the life of hunting." I look at the floor and find my hair tie, I quickly pull my hair back out of my face.
"How do you explain to them that daddy is an angel?" Gabriel raised an eyebrow.
"I don't know, you wouldn't have to tell them. You'd quit using your grace and we'd have to pretend for awhile." I suggest and sit back down on the workout bench, I look at Gabriel while I talk to him.
"How long is awhile though?" Gabriel asked and exhaled through my teeth.
"When we feel they're ready," I question and he nods.
"I feel like we'd be better off with just a dog," Gabriel smirks and pulls a lollipop out of the air.
"If we have kids you'll give them diabetes," I smile as he places candy in his mouth.
"Yeah yeah," Gabriel groans and I laugh.
"You'll be having the kid by the way," Gabriel pointed and stood up.
"I figured you're an angel what the fuck would happen if YOU had the kid?" I ask, actually curious about if my child could be a demi-angel.
"I don't think there is angel-human hybrids because we are generally disgusted by humans, but I was meaning that you would give us more attractive kids." Gabriel said and poked my stomach, all I could do was bitch face him because when he said stuff like that it made me a little giddy. 
"Whatever you say shorty," I laugh at him and he crosses his arms.
"Maybe we shouldn't have kids as tall as the house giraffe man," Gabriel sassed.
"Right," I say and look at him, "when I'm sitting you're a few inches taller than me."
"Go fuck yourself," Gabriel laughed and stretched, his shirt riding up a bit. My eyes drew immediately to the skin that was showing.
"Only if you watch," I flirted and he bitch faced me.
"I'd rather do it for you," Gabriel smirked.
"Then why don't you?" I ask and he rolls his eyes.
"You'll yell at me because you're 'sweaty' and 'gross'," Gabriel mocked me, "when in actuality you look best at the end of a good workout." 
"You're fucking gay," I laugh.
"Says the one fucking me at least twice a week," Gabriel says and pops the lollipop back into his mouth.
"Whatever," I say and get up. I grab a towel and wipe the sweat off all of the equipment, I realized how much I sweat after every workout and it was just gag-worthy.
"So are you gonna shower or what?" Gabriel asks me and I turn around, looking at his face.
"What," I reply and stand up. I grip his shirt roughly and pull his lips into mine, he hums in surprise and approval before smiling and kissing back.
"You're such a little bastard," I whisper and pull away from him.
"Mhm," Gabriel hums and kisses me again. He runs his hands all over me, pushing my sweat around and getting himself soaked in it. All I know is it I think about it too hard it'll gross me out.
"You look so fucking good like this," Gabriel growled. He was quick to pull my pants down and I kicked my shoes, socks, pants, and underwear. I rushed to pull his clothes off too, wanting to feel his skin that was always soft and warm.
"You're hurried," Gabriel comments and I scoff.
"I missed you," I shrug.
"Sure," Gabriel smirks and dives back into my mouth. I moan as he runs his hand down my stomach and through my hair and almost every other inch of my body. HIs hands are soft and rough at the same time, he pushed me against a wall with enough force to make me wince.
"Don't whine now, I know you like it when I'm rough." Gabriel growled and attacked my neck, I moaned through closed lips. He was right, when we wanted to be rough, it was rough. And I was always submissive. Gabriel zapped handcuffs on me that I knew were going to leave bruises on my wrists again. 
"Gabe are they here?" I swallowed, it'd be bad if Dean decided now to work out.
"No," Gabriel breathed out. He grabbed my dick and gripped it hard, he didn't move his hand though. He held it in his hand tight, so tight that it hurts. I bite my lip and he pushes me closer to the wall, he starts to stroke and it's slow. So slow. Gabriel dives back into my mouth, biting my lip and sucking hard enough to leave my lips swollen. He slowly crouches down and I expect him to put his mouth on me, but that doesn't happen. He starts to lick off my sweat, I want to be disgusted but his tongue is cool. He eventually gets to my thighs where he bites at the skin, he stands back up and lets go of my dick. He turns me around and licks all the sweat off of my shoulders and neck, he bites there too but in his excitement, he breaks some of the skin. Blood starts to drip down my back and I feel it trailing down with warmth. He licked it off and I winced when he got to the actual cut, it kind of hurt but it wasn't that bad. He put a very cold finger inside me and I winced at it, he pushed in and out and I tried to move into it. He used his hand to push me against the wall with archangel strength so I couldn't move, it was physically painful to feel so neglected. He pushed another finger in and went in and out, I writhed and whimpered as he did it. 
"You're a little impatient," Gabriel's breath hit my ear and he nibbled on it.
"You're a little teasing, I thought rough was enough." I growled at him, he chuckled darkly before thrusting his fingers up hard and deep. I moaned loud, I wanted to torture Gabriel the way he tortured me. I knew he liked my noises. 
"Wanna not be able to walk straight again? Wanna have to tell Dean you hurt yourself on the weight bench again?" Gabriel whispered and I nodded, a small whimper was all I could manage to speak through my lips. Last time me and Gabriel got rough, it happened in a hotel that he zapped us to but I had to tell Dean I hurt myself while working out. I was actually unable to walk correctly for at least 12 hours. Gabriel pulled his fingers out of me, he braced himself with my hips and pressed his head into me. I gasped as he continued to push into me, he made small groans until he was all the way in. He didn't move, I tried to move against him but he just held me in place.
"What the fuck Gabe come on," I whined. He chuckled darkly and started to move slowly but deeply, I moaned because it was torture but it was something. Anything.
"Mm Sam," Gabriel breathed into my ear. He sped up to a reasonable pace, still pushing deep into me. Every thrust was destined to make me want more, hitting my prostate every other time. I moaned in time with his thrusts but it was almost painful this way, it was teasing I was used to but it was still unbearable.
"More please," I whimpered. Gabriel complied surprisingly, speeding up his thrusts. I felt very close, the heat pooling in my stomach and the tensing of my hips. Gabriel's moaning started to get faster and eventually he released, pulling out and letting it get all over my back. He reached a hand in front of me and jerked me off until I came all over his hand.
"Can I shower now?" I smirk, Gabriel still pressing me against the wall.
"Can I come with?" Gabriel laughed, he wasn't breathing on my neck anymore.
"Only if stay out of my ass," I scoff.
"Fine, your dick is still available." Gabriel smirked and pulled his hand off of my back, I stood up and stretched. My back cracked loudly and Gabriel stood back, as if he was admiring me.
"Yeah yeah," I smile and kiss his nose gently.