Sabriel One Shots

Hard

"So you kill it with this spell and ward it with this," Gabriel pointed in the book and everyone looked at it. I was in a trance, staring at his face and just thinking. 

"Sam you probably should look at this," Dean said. His deep voice smacked me in the face like a brick, knocking me from my trance. 

"Yeah?" I clear my throat, Dean motions me to come over so I stand up. I go to Gabriel and press my chest to his back to look at the book and I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on a little.

"Here Samich," Gabriel said and moved the book over. I crouch next to him and he watches my face as I read and I grow self-conscious for a moment, I try to focus on the text. I finish reading and stand back up.

"So this is fairly easy?" I raise an eyebrow and Gabriel nods.

"Especially with me here," he smirks and looks up at me with his whiskey-colored eyes. The carefree look in his smirk makes me smile back at him.

"What's with the creepy staring come on," Dean yells and Gabriel winks before turning away. What? Dean gives me an annoyed look and I roll my eyes.

"I say we do this tomorrow," I say and Gabriel nods. We both look at Dean in an almost begging sort of way and he rolls his eyes. 

"You look like puppies begging for a treat," Dean snorts, "yeah we can do it tomorrow."

"Yay," Gabriel says unenthusiastically. 

"Why the sarcasm?" I ask and Gabriel shrugs, he turns to look at me and I get chills. 

"I don't especially like working," Gabriel said, "I like getting laid and eating candy."

"That's probably healthy," I laugh. 

"I'm an archangel fuck you," Gabriel scoffs. I laugh more and he smiles like he's proud that he is able to make me laugh, he probably should be since I didn't start smiling like this again until he came around every day.

"I'm gonna shower," I say and he nods. He watches me leave the room but I again ignore it, I take a cold inhale and a shaky exhale. I step into the bathroom and shed my clothes, I can't get Gabriel out of my head as I step into the shower. His eyes were piercing when they wanted to be but also extremely carefree other times, his little smirk always sent blood to the wrong places, the fact that he was short but so fucking powerful was cute. Very cute. Jesus Christ, I'm half hard thinking about it. That's not the first time I've gotten hard for the archangel, I'm always glad when it's somewhere private because on occasion he'd smirk the right way and I'd have to excuse myself. I think he started to notice because sometimes I'd hear him laugh from the other room, it worried me but it also may have been my being a little self-conscious.  I wrapped a hand around myself and winced, I never had to do this until Gabriel started to come around. I move slowly, teasing myself so I can go over the edge. I pant and move faster, I think about Gabriel and imagine his warm mouth around me. I think about my hands in his soft hair, his breathless moans, and his back arching in ecstasy. 

"Gabriel," I moan quietly before releasing. My hands are pressed against the tile, my fingernails trying to grip and dig through the caulk.  My chest rising up and down rapidly as my vision came back, the images my mind created were gone. Once I caught my breath I just showered as normal, walking out of the bathroom with the towel around my waist. I go to my room and pull a pair of boxers on, I lay on my bed and run my hand through my wet hair. I hear a knock at my door and I raise an eyebrow at it, I pull a blanket over the lower half of my body because no one needed to see me in just my boxers.

"Yeah?" I call and the doorknob turns, Gabriel is standing there. 

"Is everyone in bed already?" I ask and he nods.