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"How does being teased and fucked and not allowed to come at all tonight grab you?" Gabriel asks without batting an eye. Does Dean really want to test him?

"I know better than to test you with that one because you'd do it...." Dean sighs before moving to get onto his knees as ordered.

"Smart man," Gabriel teases, taking the chance to ruffle Dean's hair. Granted, it's too short for it to work with very well, but it is longer than the first time they met, albeit not by much.

He sends his jacket away with a thought as he stands in front of Dean, opening his jeans and getting them and his boxers out of the way enough for him to spring loose. He's already turned on by the thought of what he's planning to do to Dean tonight and it shows.

Gabriel rests his hand on Dean's head lightly, quite certain that he doesn't have to give verbal instructions.

Dean resists at first mostly for shits and giggles before letting Gabriel lead his head in so he can suck on the angel's stiff shaft. He takes as much as he can as deep as possible before he starts rocking his head back and forth as much as possible, anything to give Gabriel as much pleasure as possible.

See Gabriel's utter lack of surprise about Dean being a pain. Once Dean is actually cooperative, Gabriel runs his fingers through Dean's hair once before concentrating on what Dean was doing.

The tip of his cock starts leaking precome in fairly short order and he starts doing shallow rocks of his hips forwards to get a little more stimulation and avoid choking Dean.

Dean hums his appreciation at the gentle petting as he really gets into giving the best blowjob ever. He will never admit it but he really likes watching people fall apart because of his attentions, whether it's oral or penetrative sex. It's a very heady feeling watching ones lover lose themselves to the pure pleasure flowing through their bodies.

Dean probably wouldn't survive Gabriel completely losing control. Gabriel rocks his hips a little more, letting quiet sounds escape before coming; hand tightening in Dean's hair.

Some of the turn-on here was very definitely being the one in a position of power, given that Dean was the one naked, restrained, and on his knees, while Gabriel was mostly clothed and standing.

Dean sucked hard trying his best to swallow everything Gabriel gives him as he gives into the pleasure and his orgasm. What escapes his mouth slides down his chin leaving him a little messy. He can't help but love it though. As much of a turn on as it is for Gabe to be in charge it's the same for Dean to be the one giving up said power.

Every day Dean wakes up and he's the older brother, the one who looks out for everyone. The one doing the hard things so Sam or someone else doesn't have too. With Gabe he can just be. He can relax and let himself go and enjoy having someone he trusts call the shots for a bit.

Dean pulls back and licks his lips, eyes hooded and locked on Gabriel's face as he waits for whatever happens next.

Gabriel smirks, seeing the minor mess. There's going to be a lot more mess by the time he's done with Dean. "Need a hand up so you can sit on the bed?"

"Yeah, that would be nice. My legs kind of went numb..."

Gabriel forms a firm grasp on Dean's upper arm and pulls him up. "I was thinking about the thing where your hands weren't free to help with pushing yourself up or balance."

"Thanks." He says standing up and being still for a second while the feeling returns to his legs. Once he can move without falling over he moves to sit on the bed like Gabriel asked him too.

Gabriel closes his jeans back up--mostly for dignity reasons--before kneeling in front of Dean, parting his legs slightly. He runs his tongue lightly along Dean's cock, watching his reaction, before taking him into his mouth and starting to bob his head.

Dean whines and jumps when Gabriel kneels and then leans forward to start paying attention to his own leaking shaft. He tugs at his restraints because he want's to run his fingers through Gabe's soft hair as he sucks him with gusto. It isn't long before Dean's panting softly, release building higher and higher with every bob of the angel's head.

When Gabriel decides that Dean's getting too close, he stops, letting Dean drop out of his mouth. One snap of his fingers later, he's making sure that Dean can't come before he says he can.

Then he reaches up to pinch one of Dean's nipples, watching his reaction with a thoughtful hum.

Dean whines pitifully when his release is denied a second time. He also wasn't expecting the cock ring that encircled the base of his shaft preventing any orgasm from accidentally slipping passed him. He wasn't expecting the nipple pinch either and recoiled with a hiss on instinct.

"Fuck...that hurt..."

"Sorry, little harder than I meant to." He rubs his thumb soothingly over the pinched nipple, still humming a bit. "I'm thinking that I'll clear off your desk, bend you over it, and fuck you there. Along with giving you a little something else to pay attention to."

He tweaks Dean's other nipple, seeing if Dean catches on.

Dean leans into that soothing touch and moans when the other nipple is tweaked. "I can get on top of that." Dean says to Gabriel's plan with a wag of his eyebrows to show he's making a joke. "Do I get to come this time?" He's kind of feeling a little desperate now and his erection is looking more purple than red.

Gabriel shakes his head. "Believe me, you'll know when I'll allow you to."

He fastens his teeth gently to one of Dean's nipples to worry it into being stiff enough for his purposes. Once it is, he snaps his fingers and attaches the newly made nipple clamp before repeating the same with the other. "All good?"

Dean hisses out when the clamps are placed onto his chest. He's not used to them, never really thought to use them on himself before. After a moment the sharp pain dulled and just felt tight...pinching but in a good way. His hard cock jerked slightly, his body torn between the pain and the pleasure Gabriel was inflicting upon him.

That was the idea. Used properly, pain can be a turn-on and improve the experience.

Gabriel presses another kiss on Dean, clearing the desk with a thought as he does so and moving the chair out of the way. Then he moves back and tugs Dean up. "Over to the desk."

The hunter moans softly and presses further into the kiss. When Gabe told him to get over the desk he hesitated. If he laid on the surface the clamps would be pulled and twisted with every movement and it made him wince a bit thinking about it.

"Um...do I have to lay on it directly?"

Gabriel shakes his head, understanding Dean's reluctance. "Lean, not lay."

"Okay," Dean nods and moves to do as Gabe asked of him. He leans over the desk waiting patiently for Gabe to do as he wanted.

Gabriel finally sheds his own clothes as he moves up behind Dean. That's followed up with a snap of his fingers to make some lube that he coats his fingers with before pressing a couple into Dean's entrance to start prepping him.

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