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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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"Cuffs?" Dean asks after a few minutes. Gabe said he would release him and he was hoping he would do that soon.

"Mm-hmm. There is a rule though. You can't do anything about the come covering you when I let you loose. Think you can handle that?"

"Deal." Dean agrees with a chuckle. "Gotta make sure your claim is well and truly staked huh?"

"And you're just gonna even messy again anyway, so why bother?" he says with a smirk, snapping his fingers to remove the cuffs. "Now don't you have something to do with your mouth?"

The female construct takes a moment to sit up and press a kiss on Dean before letting him go, keeping her legs spread and revealing his come leaking out of her.

Dean takes a moment to stretch his arms this way and that to work out the tension and the pain from being restrained for so long. Once he's more comfortable he leans down between the spread legs of the female construct and licks up her center. He doesn't waste much time before he's eating her out with abandon. He offers sighs and moans as he laps and suckles at her clit before dipping in to taste their combined essence and then returning to her clit.

She moans in approval, forming a light grip on his hair with one hand and occasionally rocking her hips up. "There you go, sugar."

Gabriel, for his part, just watches. And talks. "I was originally going to fuck you while you did this, but I think you could use a bit of a break."

'Thanks. Maybe later, if you're good.' Dean attempts to think out to him of course it's a little difficult when your doing your best to please the woman beneath you. She may not be real but Dean's certainly treating her like she is.

The seed all over his face is being mixed together with what he's currently trying to clean up making it even more erotic. Technically he's not trying to wipe the mess up with his hands...so it's still kosher, right?

Gabriel just snorts in response. Dean seems to have forgotten that he signed himself over to whatever Gabriel wanted to do to him. He's lucky he was only dumb enough to do it with him instead of of say, Lucifer. At least Gabriel cares if his human bedpartners enjoy themselves.

The construct moans again, her grip on Dean's hair tightening. "Almost there. Make me come."

Dean only meant it as a joke, he's fully on board with whatever Gabe's got planned so long as he can physically handle it. But right now he's enjoying the breathy sighs and moans of the one he's pleasing. He ups his pace and slips two fingers inside of her to egg her on to her release.

She cries out as she pulls his hair a little and clenches around his fingers, shudders running down her back.

"Hmmmnnnn." Dean moans into her as he doubles his pace to work her through her orgasm.

She keeps crying out, a series of mini-orgasms running through her.

Eventually, Gabriel thinks that Dean's been at it long enough, so he leans over and taps the back of his head. "Enough. On your hands and knees."

Dean pulls away reluctantly but moves to get into the position Gabriel had ordered. Since he's spent most of the evening lying ontop of someone else, he's not that tired and thankfully enjoys being in this position.

Just as well, because he's the one that asked for this earlier. Gabriel immediately moves into place, lining himself up and sinking into Dean while the construct places the tip of its cock at Dean's mouth. The female one, stays out of the way, catching her breath.

The hunter is reaching his limit as far as amount of orgasms go. Dean's already able to last longer than most human males but even he has limits. He groans as he's breached again by both cock's and grips the sheets to hang on for the ride. He's not hard yet and even if he doesn't come again this feels amazing.

Gabriel and the construct start off slow, with Gabriel also seeking out the best angle for the most reaction from Dean.

Even though Gabriel is nailing his prostate Dean's body is slow to respond. It feels amazing but he's jest pretty wrung out at this point.

Having found the right angle, Gabriel increases the speed and force of his thrusts, the construct following suit on the speed. As he fucks him, Gabriel talks in Dean's ear. "What do you think about getting to watch them with each other for a bit while you don't get any?"

"That's cruel," Dean groans softly after pulling back to take a breather from the cock in his throat.

"Because it'd leave you wanting while you're taking a break to recover?" Gabriel says, still thrusting into Dean as the construct threads its fingers in Dean's hair, holding his head in place as it thrusts into his mouth.

"Even if I can't be directly involved I want to be involved'. He thinks as he returns to licking and suckling on the shaft in front of him.

Gabriel sends Dean an image of Dean with his hands cuffed behind him again sitting more or less in Gabriel's lap with one of Gabriel's hands stroking him slowly as they watch the constructs. How does that grab Dean for something to do while watching?

Dean groans and his cock gives a weak twitch but still doesn't fill just yet. He's still enjoying the sensations thrumming through him and he wagers some of that is due to Gabriel. Most men couldn't handle this kind of stimulation at this point in the evening. Either way it was awesome.

He groans again at the image in his mind because it is really hot. Ans best of all, he's not being left out.