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For huntsdemons.
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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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."
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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.
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'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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"Is there anything else you can think of that you want us to do to you?" Gabriel asks, rocking his hips forwards once as a reminder of where he's at.
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"Also...you think it's possible that you and your construct and both fit inside of me?"
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"Who would have thought that Dean Winchester of all people would enjoy being used like this," Gabriel murmurs in Dean's ear. "We're going to fuck you and make you service us until you're coated in come and can't think straight or of anything but what we're doing to you."
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