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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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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..."

"You're cruising to be tied back up," Gabriel warns him thanks to the elbowing. "It was supposed to be intense to see how far I could push you."

"Learning my limits?" Dean asks not entirely opposed to being tied up again.

"Yep. Considering making a construct to help with the next round when I think you're ready for more." Gabriel starts rubbing Dean's shoulders as he talks, since if he carries out the plan that's forming, Dean's going to have his arms behind him again.

"Ooh...do I get to be spit-roasted?" It's something he's read about, seen in porn, but never experienced before himself. He also really likes the gentle massaging Gabe is giving him, his shoulders and neck relaxing more and more with every gentle squeeze and rub.

"No, I have something else in mind. And you sounded entirely too excited about that," Gabriel says amused as to keeps rubbing out the kinks in Dean's shoulders.

"Can we do that at some point? I've always wanted to try it."

"I'll add it to the list of things to do to you," he says, still amused. "Feeling up to more yet?"

"Yeah. let's go for it." Dean smiles softly leaning into his touch.

Gabriel rolls off of Dean, pulling out in the process before reaching for his arms to pull them behind him again and cuff them. Then he rolls Dean over to grasp and stroke him to get him ready for what he has in mind.

"For a being as old as time you certainly don't waste any." Dean chuckles as he's cuffed and tossed onto his back in several seconds. He grunts and his hips rock up automatically when Gabriel begins stroking him with purpose. It takes a little bit but eventually his flagging organ begins to stiffen in excitement.

When Gabriel thinks that Dean is far enough along, he lowers his head to take Dean into his mouth and starts bobbing his head, keeping his tongue pressed hard along the underside of the shaft.

"Mmmmfuck thats awesome...." Dean praises.

Gabriel hums in response. When he thinks Dean's getting a little too closer to release he stops and smirks up at him. "Think you can control yourself or do you need help?"

"If you don't I'm going to come as soon and as often as possible." He admits honestly.

Gabriel already figured he was going to need to do something about that. It's a matter of moments before the cock ring exists again and is snugged into place. That's also about then the construct shimmers into existence. Dean should recognize her; he got his ass kicked by her once.

"Ready for some much delayed fun with her? It's only what, eight years later?" Gabriel asks in an amused tone as she takes his place and starts sucking Dean's cock.

Dean sighs because he was kind of hoping there wouldn't be a ring this time. When the pretty brunette appeared Dean couldn't believe it and his cock twitched in his arousal. He'd certainly been interested then and he still was now it seemed. Of course nothing compared to her slinking down and wrapping her lips around his cock. "Fuck!" He groans, hips bucking up in pleasure.

Her hands snap up to pin his hips firmly down, showing that she still has all the strength she had last time.

"Don't worry, you'll get to come later. Probably more than once. This is just so you can last awhile longer before the first time," Gabriel assures him before pressing a kiss on Dean to keep his mouth occupied for a moment.

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?"