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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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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.

Gabriel lets the image fade as he thrusts into Dean more purposefully. "Maybe that should wait for another time when you're less worn out."

Dean just moans because he's really focusing on the cock down his throat right now.

Gabriel heals Dean just slightly to make it more likely that Dean could come one more time. As he's doing that and thrusting into Dean, trying to make him come again, precome starts to leak from the tip of the construct's cock down Dean's throat as warning that he's about to have more in his mouth.

Dean cries around the shaft in his throat as his cock begins to fill once more. He Lets himself be used loving every second of it, he can feel his own end coming rather quickly due to the sheer amount of orgasms he's had for the evening.

"Now is the time to say if you want him to come in your mouth or on your face," Gabriel says, not expecting Dean to say anything out loud, given that his mouth was full.

"Face..." Dean thought out still moaning and crying out in pleasure. He could feel his own end coming and it wasn't long before he fell over the edge himself.

Gabriel and his construct paid close attention and manage to time their own release for the same time as Dean, filling him from both directions with the attention of some of the construct's come being sprayed on Dean's face.

Dean sagged beneath Gabriel onto the bed. He didn't care about the mess, didn't care about anything except maybe some sleep. "Can I keep one of your constructs to sleep beside?" Dean asks sleepily because he knows Gabriel isn't going to stay.

"I think that could be arranged," he says, settling in place on top of Dean for now. Dean may be finished, but Gabriel's perfectly comfortable where he is for now, even if he wouldn't want to stay there all night.

"Thanks." He grins before slowly falling asleep enjoying the warm weight and presence of Gabriel atop his back.

As Dean expected, Gabriel took off at some point while he was passed out and while the construct that was a copy was dismissed, the woman stayed, snuggling up to Dean for warmth.

Dean snuggled into the warmth of the construct beside him glad for the company as he slept. He had gotten up at some point and cleaned himself up because dried come is gross.