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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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Gabriel makes a sound like he's considering it, unwrapping one arm from around Dean to tug gently at one of them before taking pity and removing it. The other follows soon after.

Dean hisses and arches towards the tug to lessen it. He groans when it's finally removed followed by it's twin. His body clamps down hard upon Gabriel's cock still buried inside of him because the feeling rushing back into the area is intense. His nipples are slightly purple and significantly puffy and raised. They are also exceptionally sensitive.

Exactly as it should be. Gabriel's hands go up to tweak Dean's nipples to see what interesting sounds he decides to make.

A broken moan escapes him when his nipples are tormented. Gabe certainly knows what he's doing, Dean's practically writhing in his arms. His cock is leaking profusely, angry reddish purple and also just as sensitive as his chest. "Please, Gabe..."

"Please what?" Gabriel pinches Dean's nipples lightly before going to the gentler tweaking.

"Oh god, please just let me come!" He whines forgetting that Gabriel hate's it when he mentions God in anyway mostly because he's so over stimulated and brain addled he's acting on base instinct.

Just because it makes Gabriel twitch, it doesn't mean he can't deal. He knows it tends to be people's default and it's more or less meaningless.

Gabriel pulls out of Dean, scooping him up and taking the few steps needed to transfer him to the bed. "On your stomach."

Dean lets out a soft sigh as Gabe pulls out and then picks him up. He lets himself be laid upon the bed but he's slow to lay flat upon his stomach. The sheets rub at his sensitive nipples sending sparks of pleasured pain tingling through his body. His weeping cock is pressed between his abs and the bed creating borderline uncomfortable pressure to the engorged shaft. He's panting softly when he finally settles as Gabe has asked.

Gabriel nudges Dean's legs apart to give himself room before lining himself up and sinking into Dean. He gives Dean a moment to adjust to being filled again before rolling his hips forwards slowly as he looks for the best angle. He fully intends to allow Dean to come, but not until he's screaming.

Dean groans as he's filled once more. It only takes a few easy thrusts for Gabriel to find the best angle to abuse his prostate to the fullest. Dean's gasping softly with every push, the pleasure starting to build slowly once more now that his body has had time to relax from his previous build up. The extra slide of Gabriel's come only enhances the entire experience. He's so wet and loose and the slide is absolutely perfect.

Now that he's found the angle he was looking for, he thrusts into Dean faster and harder. Time to get Dean overloaded again. Given the way he's fucking him and the way Dean's being forced to rub along the bed to stimulate his nipples and cock, Gabriel's sure that it won't take long.

Once the pace increases Dean quickly becomes overwhelmed and it isn't much longer before he's screaming out softly with every thrust and pleading for relief.

"What's that?" I can't quite hear you," Gabriel purrs, keeping his thrusts fast and hard. He wants more volume first.

A particularly deep and grinding thrust has the hunter releasing a sobbing scream that Sam would have heard had he been home in the bunker. Thankfully he wasn't but the sound still echoed down the hallways, evident of just how far Dean was being pushed.

"Thatta boy." Gabriel snaps his fingers to remove the cock ring keeping Dean from coming. "Come for me now."

It only takes one more thrust before Dean's body seizes up tightly and he cries out in orgasm. He shakes several times as he comes between the bed and his abs the pleasure making his brain short circuit for a moment before he's able to collapse and catch his breath and composure. "Fuck...."

He's not getting too much chance to catch his breath just yet because Gabriel isn't quite done with him. He keeps thrusting into Dean seeking out his own orgasm, now that he's accomplished what he set out to do.

Dean just gasps out softly while Gabe seeks his own release. He's so relaxed right now that he's merely floating along in a sort of headspace he's not completely used too.

It's not too much longer until it's Gabriel's turn to come with a shudder and a low moan. He lets his body relax on top of Dean's, keeping him pinned.

"Mmmmnnnnnn." Dean sags into the mattress grateful once Gabe stops moving. He's still not entirely aware of his surroundings and he's still coming down from such a rather intense edging session and subsequent orgasm.

Gabriel knows that Dean could use the time to recover and become functional again. He'd prefer that Dean be capable of understanding properly what's going on before doing anything more to him.

It takes a few minutes before he's good. Dean stretches beneath Gabriel and pinches at him with his hands that are still cuffed behind his back. "Gabe. My arms are going numb and my back's starting to cramp up."

"Ow!" He gently smacks the back of Dean's head for the pinches. Then he snaps his fingers to get rid of the cuffs, still staying in place for in case that was enough.

Dean whines when Gabriel smacks his head and he elbows him viciously as soon as he's able too before he settles down and enjoys the others weight. "That was really intense..."