Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

Backdoor

"What're you doing there?"

As Samantha came down the stairs, she caught her husband looking at some dirty stuff on the Internet again. Anyway, she guessed that because it couldn't be anything else as hectic and frightening as he slammed the laptop and turned to her.

"Honey!"

"Since when do we have secrets?"

Frowning, she looked at him, sat down, and opened the laptop again. Sex between two men –– was nothing new.

He let out a deep sigh as she looked questioningly at him.

"I ... well ... I was wondering ... how ..."

Actually, he'd hoped to have a few more hours to think about how best to tackle the topic.

Sam already knew what he was getting at; it had also taken almost two weeks for him to come out with it.

"Just say it out, no back door."

"..."

"That's the point."

Grinning, she got up to make coffee.

"You'll have to talk to Misha."

"..."

"You'd agree?"

Astonished, Gabe raised his eyebrows and watched his wife as she turned around with a shrug.

"Yeah, why not. As long as I'm allowed to be there. Would you agree if I'd have sex with Misha? To get straight to the next topic."

He thought for a moment, looking left and right, but neither the devil nor the angel on his shoulders objected.

"If this is to work, and we both want that, or rather all three, then there must be no jealousy, and to be honest, I would be a bit jealous. A little bit."

"I'd also be offended if it weren't the case," Samantha smiled, sitting next to him, lovingly taking his left hand in hers and putting their wedding rings together. "But do you see that? I know Misha as long as I know you and I'm married to you, and do you know why? Because I love you for the rest of my life. And there's no other person in this world with whom I experience what I experience with you, and here I'm not just talking about our sex life. I don't want to lie to you because we're always honest. Of course, I have feelings for Misha; I could never get involved in anything like that without feelings. But not even remotely are these feelings as deep as I have for you. Between us is love ... honest, sincere, deep love, trust, respect, and passion. This with Misha is ... I dunno. What is he for you?"

"Dunno ..." he replied, shrugging.

Gabe thought for a while and tried to find words to express what was going on in his mind, for he himself had recently asked this question more often. No, it had nothing to do with love.

"Tell me what you think. You're always so direct."

"..."

"Lust? Something completely different? The thrill of trying something new? Since you've shown me, and I know how fulfilling it's for me to experience sex differently, this thought of trying it out haunts my head ... I ... I wanna know ... and now I have the opportunity."

He got up and stood behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders and squeezing lightly.

"I ... you ... don't get it wrong. I don't want you to think you're not enough for me," Gabriel mumbled, sighing deeply. "You're everything to me; you know ..."

She nodded with a smile and let him continue.

"Oh, fuck ... I know how it feels to me, and I wanna know what it feels like when I do it ... so it's out now."