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[lotsoflaughs]

Gabriel hums a little more before taking Dean in as far as possible--this is where not technically needing to breathe comes in handy--and swallows. Time to give Dean that little push over the edge he needs.

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When he feels the pressure around him, sucking and swallowing him down, Dean lets out a shout. Normally there would be a warning given--Dean's not a total dick when it comes to showing respect to his bed partners--but he wasn't even aware that it was coming until it did. He moans helplessly as he bucks against restraining hands, pumping hot into the waiting mouth.

If he wasn't enjoying it so damn much, it might almost be embarrassing how quickly he finished.

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Gabriel knew to expect it sooner rather than later and swallows in all down easily. When Dean's done, Gabriel swallows a couple more times to be sure before releasing him from his mouth and crawling up him to be laying on top of him. He folds his arms over Dean's chest to rest his chin on them and grins at him. "So, have fun?"

[impala_is_my_baby]

When the blood begins to return to his brain, Dean huffs out a half laugh, half snort at the cat in the cream expression on Gabriel's face. Man looked way too pleased with himself for anyone's good.

"What d'you think?" he croaks, giving a half-hearted shove at his arms. "Smug bastard."

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Does he really expect anything different? Being an angel that's perfectly happy where he is, the push fails to make him go anywhere.

"Can you really say I don't have a reason to be, this time?" he asks with a raised eyebrow.

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"Smartass," Dean says, rolling his eyes as Gabriel remained right where he is. He wriggles a little under him, shifting his leg, then his hip upwards, feeling a hardness that belongs to Gabriel there.

"You think it's your turn to have some fun?"

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Gabriel groans and rocks his hips forwards. "The thought has occurred to me. Along with the need to let you finish piecing your brain back together."

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean grins at the obvious reaction he manages to pull from Gabriel, and he flexes his leg again, although this time he reaches an arm down and grabs a healthy handful of one of Gabriel's asscheeks.

"You don't think I can handle it, even without my brain at one hundred percent? No one's gotten one over on me in bed yet, I'm gonna tell you that much."

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"You're asking for me to take that challenge, you know that, right?" Gabriel retorts, rocking his hips forwards again. "Gonna need you to let go so I can move."

[impala_is_my_baby]

"C'mon, give me some credit in knowin' what I'm doin' here," Dean chuckles, although he releases his hold to let Gabriel move, although he is moving right with him, rolling over on top of him and pinning his arms to his sides. Useless move, what with the angel and all, but he can still enjoy pretending. He grins down at him, biting lightly at his lower lip as he grinds a little against him.

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The pinning gets a raised eyebrow from Gabriel before he effortlessly breaks the pin to wrap one arm around Dean's waist as he takes his own turn at grabbing the other's ass, rocking his hips up to keep grinding against Dean. He tilts his head back a little to let Dean go for his neck if he felt like it, even if anything he does will heal in less than thirty seconds.

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean would snort at the ass grab, but he's busy ducking his head to nip at his neck, sucking lightly on his pulse point. Even if the grinding is a little much on an overly sensitive area, he doesn't let up, and in fact grinds back down to meet his hips' movements.

"When was the last time you were even with a real person?" he mumbles against his skin, biting down harder now, hard enough to leave a good bruise. "Not one of your little holograms."

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"Maybe a couple of weeks. I did perfectly fine, thank you. Anyway, this is probably not the time to talk about getting laid with other people." Gabriel keeps his hips rocking up as he talks. His hand, meanwhile, slips lightly along Dean's skin to travel between his ass cheeks to circle around a certain location that he hopes to be sometime within the next ten minutes.

[impala_is_my_baby]

"Just wonderin' how hard up you were for this," Dean mutters, "Seein' how bad you were achin' for it tonight."

He feels the wandering hand, and his own clamps around his wrist, holding it still.

"Ah, ah, now you're just gettin' ahead of yourself there, buddy. Did I ever say I was gonna take it up the ass?" He pauses, grinning with an extra hard grind. "Not without some convincin' first."

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"What, my proving just a little bit earlier that I'm pretty damn good in bed, wasn't good enough?" he asks with an arched eyebrow as he rocks up against Dean harder. "I might be able to make a convincing argument if you let go of my wrist."

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"Blowjob's not proof enough for me to just let you up there," he says, and honestly, there might not be enough liquor in the world for him to ever just roll over and let someone screw him like that. But he does let go of his wrist, giving a warning bite on his collarbone. "Convince me."

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"Dean. Two thousand years of experience. Trust me, I know what I'm doing and how to avoid hurting the people I sleep with." There's a brief pause before a mischievous "Unless they're into that."

A quick snap of his fingers later to get them covered in lube, he's slowly pressing them in Dean before twisting his wrist and expertly seeking out Dean's prostate to give it a firm rub to illustrate a major benefit and motivation to be on the receiving end.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" he murmurs, knowing damn well that the answer is 'yes' even though it's probably weird for Dean.

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"Yeah, I'm not so much into that. Plenty of pain goin' on in every day life without bringin' it into the bedroom," he deadpans, trying not to tense up the second there's a press of fingers.

Instead he focuses on skin beneath his mouth and then the bright spark of pleasure that zips up his spine when Gabriel finds his mark. His fist slams against the bed and he lets out a strangled sound, which is just about all the angel is going to get in a way of an answer for the moment.

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Gabriel thinks it's fairly safe to take that as a 'yes'. He grins and keeps rubbing while monitoring Dean's reactions, backing off when he judges it to be too much.

[impala_is_my_baby]

It shouldn't feel this good. He shouldn't be moaning with each new spot he hit with his fingers, or clutching at the bedsheets like they can keep him anchored.

At least he's not begging for him to not stop or to keep going or anything like that. True to his word, Gabriel isn't hurting him, and is holding off and going forward in just the right way.

His hips push back against the fingers, rolling to meet them, little noises escaping him as he does.

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"So, has this convinced you yet?" he murmurs, continuing to rub Dean firmly inside. Even if it hasn't, seeing Dean lose himself to the sensations is worth it.

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"Good...argument," Dean manages to grunt out in between gasps, once he figures out that Gabriel is actually talking to him. He pushes himself upright a little more, looking down at the other man, even as his hips keep rolling. "Pretty...damn convincing. Think I'm...good to go."

Better than begging Gabriel to use something bigger and more satisfying than just fingers. And who would have ever thought that he would want something like that? Certainly not Dean Winchester.

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There's always a first time for everything. Gabriel's quite certain that Dean never expected to be on any sort of terms with an archangel, much less good ones.

Gabriel removes his fingers from Dean, a quick flick, disappearing the mess. "Gonna need you to move."

Gabriel's not married to the idea of any position in particular. Whichever one Dean wants is fine by him.

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Well, now you're just going crazy with ideas there. Good terms? How about...somewhat civil and not about to stake him in the face terms, unless given a damn good reason to.

It takes another moment for Dean to register that he's been told to do something, and then one more moment for Dean to actually be able to move. He struggles, pushing himself upright the rest of the way before just giving up and rolling off of Gabriel and onto his back on the bed.

And he better not comment on how Dean's legs stay spread wide and welcoming, otherwise the pleasant haze won't last and Gabriel will be enjoying a nice case of extreme blue balls.

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Given Dean's current location, Gabriel's fairly certain that the terms are a bit better than that. Not to mention that he knows when not to be a jackass, thank you.

A snap of Gabriel's fingers later, and there's a tube of lube for Gabriel to use as he settles between Dean's legs to work on him. He coats a couple of fingers before reinserting them in Dean, this time with the purpose of preparing him for more than just fingers. It only takes him a couple of minutes to have Dean ready to his satisfaction, at which point he slicks himself up and lines himself up before slowly pressing his way in.

Once fully sheathed in Dean, he pauses to give Dean time to adjust before starting the first slow roll of his hips forwards.