Gabriel just snorts in response. Dean seems to have forgotten that he signed himself over to whatever Gabriel wanted to do to him. He's lucky he was only dumb enough to do it with him instead of of say, Lucifer. At least Gabriel cares if his human bedpartners enjoy themselves.
The construct moans again, her grip on Dean's hair tightening. "Almost there. Make me come."
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Date: 2015-05-12 12:10 am (UTC)From:The construct moans again, her grip on Dean's hair tightening. "Almost there. Make me come."