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After the last time he saw Dean, Gabriel spent the next month or so keeping himself busy. Just because he was sleeping with a hunter, it didn't mean that he was going to stop his habits. Not completely, anyway. In a vague concession to Dean that he will probably never even hear about, he did keep the killing to a nimimum and stuck to messing with people capable of learning from whatever he put them through.

Picking a moment when he figured Dean would be least expecting it, he pops up, straddling Dean's lap and blithely ignoring anything he might have been in the middle of. "Hey there. Not doing anything important, are you?"

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Dean shudders against the pleasurable assault. He moans into the kiss and his hips still try to move even as he's being restrained.

Gabriel and the construct keep working Dean over for a bit, with Gabriel pinching one of Dean's nipples to see how sensitive it still was before they stop and move.

Then Gabriel pulls Dean over closer to him, cleaning himself off with a thought. Not that it matters much, given where he's going to be again. The construct moves to lay where Dean was, legs spread, and Gabriel lets him go. "I don't need to tell you where you need to be, do I?"

"You want me to fuck her or to eat her out? Just so I'm clear on what you want. I'll gladly do either or both at some point." He grins up at the lady before him. She may not be real but Dean will certainly treat her as if she is.

"Fuck her," Gabriel says, giving Dean a slight push to get a move on.

The construct gives Dean a grin, reaching out for him.

"Can I have my hands for balance?" Dean asks even as he knee walks over to her. It's hella hard to do this without a way to hold himself up so he can enter her and give her what they all want.

"No," Gabriel says, following Dean a bit. He fully intends to give Dean a hand if he needs it, which he probably will.

Dean glances at the construct and shrugs as much as he can. "Sorry then sweetheart. Need some help sliding home, Gabriel." He says because yeah he's there but he cant exactly aim himself and get where he wants to be without assistance.

"If I let you loose, I would have just needed to tie you right back up," Gabriel points out, giving Dean a hand. Once Dean is situated where he needs to be, resulting in the construct squeezing herself around him to tease him, Gabriel nudges Dean's legs apart before lining himself up and sinking in. Given earlier and the come that's covering Dean's thighs and is still making its way out bit by bit, Gabriel figures he's good.

Dean groans as he slips deeper inside. The way she clenches around him has his toes curling in pleasure. He doesn't normally like to lay atop the girls he fucks because he knows he's heavy but right now he doesn't have a choice. The way he's been arranged by Gabriel doesn't leave much room for him to balance himself. He cries out softly as Gabriel slides inside of his body once more. The angle is perfect right away and it isn't long before Dean's panting harshly surrounded by pleasure.

She's strong; she can take it. She starts rocking up against Dean when Gabriel starts his thrusts into him to give Dean stimulation from both directions.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Gabriel murmurs in Dean's ear as he speeds up his thrusts. "You get to fuck and be fucked all at once. Maybe I should make another construct to give your mouth something to do."

"You're gonna fuckin ruin me...." Dean moans out because damn if Gabe isn't hitting like all of his kinks over their time together. He's afraid he might start to compare normal sex with humans to his time with the archangel.

"Is that a yes?" Gabriel asks, thrusting into Dean harder. The construct runs her nails lightly along Dean's skin to give him something new to think about.

"Fuck yes." Dean gasped out because that feels absolutely amazing. The fingernails over his skin, the tight heat around his throbbing shaft, the hard shaft hitting his prostate just right. All of it was making his entire body sing with pleasure.

A construct that was a copy of Gabriel appears, already ready to go and placing the tip of his cock at Dean's mouth.

Gabriel and the construct already there both keep fucking him at a steadily faster pace and in Gabriel's case, harder.

the hunter groans around the flesh invading his mouth. He sucks with vigor moaning because of the pace the other two have set. He's never been used like this before, it's amazing.

He probably wouldn't have allowed anyone to do this to him before either. It requires a certain amount of trust that Dean can't afford to put in his one night stands.

The construct in front of him rocks his hips forwards to drive himself in, matching Gabriel and the other construct's pace. Gabriel starts pinching Dean's nipples telekinetically, in an effort to help push him over the edge far enough to lose his mind, even if he can't actually come yet.

Dean cries out when his nipples are abused once more. They're still incredibly sensitive from all the earlier torment and it brings slight tears to his eye. Of course that could also be because of the cock making its way further into his throat with every thrust. He's floating in so much pleasure he can barely comprehend it. He's so close yet never able to crest of the edge then something happens he's only felt once before...he comes hard without actually coming. Dry orgasms hurt and this one is no exception yet his body is still so inundated with pleasure that he's not able to separate the two sensations.

Gabriel and the constructs keep making use of Dean relentlessly, the one under Dean coming with a cry, tightening hard around him.

"Make the one using your mouth come, and I'll let you come properly," Gabriel pants out after coming in Dean with a moan.

The green eyed hunter sucks harder at the cock filling his mouth. It's noisy, messy and fucking hot all at the same time. He groans out around the throbbing flesh when the construct beneath him comes around him and then once more when Gabriel fills him from behind. His hands are opening and closing in reflex, toes curling, body clenching and unclenching because he's just being overloaded.

A few rocks of the hips later and the construct in front of Dean comes, the results being forced down Dean's throat from how far in he gets at the last thrust and forming a firm, almost painful, grip on Dean's hair.

Dean struggles to swallow it all, choking a bit but managing. the little bit that seeps out drips down his chin leaving him looking pretty debauched. He begs out with his mind, pleading for his promised release.

Gabriel nips at the back of Dean's neck before snapping his fingers to remove the cock ring. "Have fun."

The construct under Dean keeps rocking her hips up to meet him, squeezing around him to encourage him to come and fill her. The one using Dean's mouth starts thrusting into it again, not done with him yet, and Gabriel keeps thrusting into Dean from behind, matching his pace to the construct's.

"If you want us to do anything else to you, now is the time to think about it," Gabriel murmurs. "We fully intend to make you scream again."

The surge of release that flows through Deans body, floods the construct below him, clenches tight around Gabriel, and leaves him crying out around the cock still invading his throat. He manages to move back long enough to gulp in a few mouthfuls of air before the pleasure begins to overtake him again and he's writhing in their hold. It only takes a few minutes before he's screaming for real, crying out in pleasure.

His screams serve as something to help turn on the construct in front of him, the vibrations helping with the stimulation. It moans and keeps its hips rocking forwards, tip of its cock leaking precome as warning that it's not long until Dean has another load to swallow.

The construct under him tightens around him rhythmically to milk him of everything he had before rocking her hips up to meet his thrusts that were enforced by Gabriel thrusting into him from behind.

Dean's panting harshly through his nose as he's taken and used. At this point he's realized it's much easier to lay there and let himself be moved according to their desires. Instead of trying to bob his head in pace with the construct in his mouth, it's easier and less painful for him to let it fuck it for him. The hand tugging his hair feels wonderful as well.

'Gonna come....' His mind cries out amidst the pleasure swirling through him and in only a few thrusts he's screaming out another release.

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