Supernatural One-Shots

Gabriel - Caught

Words: 656

Warnings: None

Relationship(s): Dating Gabriel, half-sister to the Winchesters

Notes:  A short one-shot, nothing to really be excited about. 

You sat at the old creaky table in the hotel you were forced to stay in, researching over the damned Archangel, Lucifer. The angel just seemed to keep reappearing after being released from his crate, never leaving Team Free Will in complete peace, always wreaking havoc where ever he stepped. You were so caught up in your reading that you hadn't noticed the flap of wings behind you. 

"The eldest angel, the first of the archangels, Lucifer. Banished to hell when he didn't agree with his father's word, when he aimed to take over his father's placement as God of all things." You muttered to yourself, your eyes scanning over the passage that seemed to bring the most information. 

"Sounds like a complete dick in all honesty."

You jumped, quickly turned your body around to see your boyfriend standing with his arms crossed against his chest. 

"Gabe, you startled me you ass."

"I kinda meant to Y/nn." Gabriel stated smoothly, a beaming smile on his kissable lips. "Why are you still working on that on that anyway? Twiddle dee and twiddle dumb have finished for the night, you need you-time as well ya know."

"Ignoring half of that, focusing on the fact of my brothers. They could come back anytime you idiot, we could get caught." You hissed, looking over his shoulder at the door that you still hadn't locked after your older brother's left for the annual supply run.  

Gabriel shook his head, letting out a soft chuckle. "We have time doll face," He started, creeping towards you.

In just a few seconds, the Archangel had you pinned down to the closest of two beds. His lips were pressed to yours, his hands trailing down your sides as he began to try to undress you. He pulled away for a spilt-second, removing the flannel that you wore. "Much better." He grunted, pulling off his own shirt as well. 

Gabriel caressed his lips on your skin, leaving marks on your chest and neck, making you let out soft noises in return. He smirked as he started to unbutton your jeans, smiling down at you. As he began to slip the tight fabric down your legs, the motel door swung open to show Dean and Sam laughing about something that was said among the two of them. The laughter quickly coming to an end once the noticed the situation before them. 

"What in the actual fuck is going on," Dean growled in a mix of horror and confusion, making you cover yourself with the now messy bedding under you. 

Panic ran through your veins as you thought of what to say. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing could come out. You only grabbed the flannel that Gabriel had removed from you, slipping it on. 

Sam immediately cleared his throat, looking anywhere but the bed. "Anything you want to tell us Y/nn?" 

A nervous laugh left you as you tried your best to hide behind your boyfriend, making sure your elbow collided with Gabe's side. "You tell them." You whispered out. 

Gabriel shook his head, knowing that he would be taking the fall for this. "Y/n and I have been dating for a few weeks now. She didn't want to bring it up to the two of you until she thought that this, the two of us, wasn't just some fling. But as you can currently tell, it really isn't a fling."

Dean nodded his head, still lost for words, Sam following in pursuit. 

"Sam and I are going to go for a ride around and maybe stop at a bar, just call us when you're done with whatever this is. And don't act like we are done with all of this, we are far from finished with talking about this."

The boys backed out of the room, locking the door behind them this time around. 

"Now, where were we." Gabe purred seductively, pushing you back down on the bed.