So Close
"What the hell are you doing?" Gabriel heard Sam say just a moment before he tumbled the rest of the way into Sam's room through the window. His head popped up, looking at the teen standing by the door and giving a shrug, motioning towards his house with a slightly wrinkled nose.
"Dean told me to get out. He and Cas are having a "date"," Gabriel replied, helpfully using air quotations for extra measure before pulling himself to his feet, "Wanna have a Netflix marathon?"
"The last time we had a Netflix marathon, we ended up watching every Sharknado," Sam retorted with a roll of his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest when Gabriel gave an apologetic chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck.
"In my defense, you just told me to put something on," Gabriel answered, grabbing Sam's hand and pulling him into the living room, "Besides, only the fourth one was too bad to actually watch. We had a lot of fun criticizing the first three."
Sam rolled his eyes at Gabriel's comment, but he didn't argue, propping beside Gabriel on the couch and throwing his feet onto the coffee table. Gabriel opted for curling up with his legs crossed, leaning against Sam's larger frame. Once they found themselves comfortable enough, Sam pulled up Netflix, scrolling through before settling on Lie to Me, a series they started a few weeks ago but never got around to watching past the second season quite yet.
They were a part of the way through their second episode when Mary walked by, a slight huff on her face as she dug through her purse for her keys, "Hey, Sam, I'm going out for a while with some friends," She mentioned, glancing up and narrowing her eyes a little when she saw that Gabriel was there, "I'll be back in a few hours."
"Sure, have fun, Mom," Sam replied, not even looking at her as he kept his eyes on the show in front of them. Gabriel glanced between them a couple times, moving a little closer to Sam before focusing on the episode, though he listened to the steps that Mary made moving through the hallway before the front door opened and then closed.
"I'm going to rewind it since I didn't get to hear a single thing they said," Sam grumbled, annoyance written on his features as he pulled up the video menu, scrolling back to the appropriate time before pushing play and letting it load again. Gabriel sat in silence, staring at the screen before glancing around the house.
"Your mom left," Gabriel observed, earning a strange look from Sam when he turned back to the taller teen.
"Yeah, she did..." Sam answered warily, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he watched Gabriel.
"So we're alone?" Gabriel prompted, keeping his voice casual despite the way his heart was beginning to beat faster, a small smile reaching his face at the thought of being alone with Sam.
"Yeah, I thought that was obvious," Sam replied, obviously not getting what Gabriel was thinking. When Gabriel didn't answer, he just shook his head, looking back to the screen and rewinding it for the second time when he realized that he had missed the entire conversation again.
Gabriel took the opportunity to shift a little, pretending to get comfortable in his seat. His innocent ploy might have been a bit strained in performance by the way he was beginning to blush as he brushed against Sam a little more, but Sam didn't seem to even notice as he kept focused on the show, smiling when the main character sassed another character.
Gabriel wriggled a bit, letting his head rest on Sam's shoulder and giving out a fake yawn for good measure, grinning in triumph when Sam moved his arm, letting it rest on Gabriel's shoulders and pulling him closer. With slow and subtle movements, Gabriel spent the next ten minutes minutely shifting his hand onto Sam's knee, waiting for Sam to notice his little ploy.
When he didn't, Gabriel frowned a little, staring up at Sam with a slight puff of his cheeks. He wriggled closer, holding tightly to Sam's shoulders and pulling himself into Sam's lap, wriggling his hips to settle in a comfortable position across his thighs.
"Gabe?! What are you doing?" Sam yelped, his face turning a beautiful shade of red that had Gabriel grinning, sitting back a little bit and studying the boy underneath him.
"I'm a horny teenager and we're alone. What did you expect?" Gabriel chirped, chuckling when Sam looked away, the shy expression on his face making Gabriel want to kiss him even more.
"Fine, if you don't want to take my clothes off, I'll do it myself," Gabriel teased with a slight roll of his eyes, reaching up and pulling his own shirt off. Sam reached up, grabbing his hips on instinct to keep Gabriel from falling off his lap.
"Now we're getting somewhere," Gabriel said, wriggling his hips a little and smirking when Sam let out a surprised noise, his fingers tightening on his skin.
"Gabriel, don't do that," Sam whined, the embarrassment rolling off of him in waves and making Gabriel's grin turn wicked.
"Kiss me and I might stop," Gabriel replied, smirking when Sam rolled his eyes, though, it didn't really have the same effect with his skin being the color of a tomato. Still, Sam leaned forward and Gabriel met him halfway, his fingers clutching at Sam's shirt tightly as they kissed, their lips moving together gently.
Sam's hands slid to his bare back, forcing out a shiver from Gabriel. His eyes darkened as he pulled back from the kiss just the smallest bit, tugging at Sam's shirt, his breaths already becoming more labored.
"Shirt. Off. Now," Gabriel growled, his fingers twitching with anticipation at touching Sam's chest.
"Such a bossy bottom," Sam retorted, though he had a small smile on his face as he shifted so Gabriel was far enough that he could pull off his shirt. Gabriel's mouth dried, and he forced a swallow, his fingers brushing Sam's chest before he looked at Sam, the teasing in the taller boy's eyes making Gabriel grin in a challenging response.
"Bossy bottoms are the best," Gabriel replied, his hands sliding down Sam's thighs as he slowly pushed himself off of Sam's lap, nestling between his legs on his knees. He traced the obvious bulge in Sam's pants casually, his eyes flicking up to see that Sam's eyes have gone wide.
"G-Gabe," Sam stammered out, looking even more embarrassed, if that was something that was possible. Gabriel pressed a kiss to the inside of Sam's thigh, letting his cheek rest on his knee as he smiled up at him sweetly.
"Do you want me to..?" Gabriel trailed off, licking his lips just slightly and smirking when Sam nodded quickly. He pulled himself into a more comfortable position, reaching up and unbuttoning Sam's pants and sliding down the zipper. One of his hands was captured by Sam, excited nervousness radiating from the taller teen, but Gabriel didn't mind as he squeezed his hand in reassurance before letting his fingers play over the boxers that covered Sam's erection.
~~I don't know how to warn you about this...smut-ish ahead!(But no, seriously, there's like a paragraph of actual smut in this chapter. If you're not comfortable, skip to the fifth paragraph after this)~~
He took his time pulling Sam out of his boxers, rubbing over it with his palm and listening to the soft little grunts that Sam gave off as he did so. The moment it was free, he let his tongue dart out, a small swipe along the skin as just a test, and nearly groaning when Sam jerked a little in surprise, squeezing his hand so tight it hurts.
"I'm not going to bite. You can relax," Gabriel teased, earning a tomato-red bitchface in return. Gabriel took the opportunity to swipe his tongue along it again, pressing the flat of his tongue along the head and watching as Sam's eyes darkened to nearly black, sending a thrill through his spine.
"You're such a teas-" Sam broke off with a sudden moan, his head tipping backward as Gabriel sucked at the tip, moving gingerly down and letting the weight of Sam press against his tongue. With slow movements, he drew himself back and forth, slowly taking more and more into his mouth, listening for the sounds that Sam made as a guide for his tongue as it swiped along the underside.
He didn't know when Sam found his hair with his hand, but the slight pull on it made Gabriel shiver pleasurably. He bobbed his head, picking up speed, his eyes fluttering closed as he put his entire focus into what he was doing.
The sound of the doorbell rang over the house, startling Gabriel and Sam in the middle of their actions. Gabriel looked up at Sam in shock before they both swore, pulling their clothes back on as quickly as they could. Sam stood to answer the door, but one look at his crotch stopped him in his place, looking to Gabriel with a little bit of a lost expression on his face at what to do.
"Pretend no one is here?" Gabriel said, only to flinch when the TV behind them left off an explosion, loud and obvious. He looked back at the TV show with a bit of betrayal before hearing the door open, and his eyes to widen in panic.
"Sam? Dean? Anyone here?" He heard a gruff voice say, Bobby, if he remembered correctly. He didn't know what spurred him into action, but he pushed Sam onto the couch, crawling onto his lap and grabbing a blanket that hung over the arm rest, pulling it around them and laying his head on his chest.
Gabriel closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before trying to stay completely silent. He heard footsteps just outside the living room door before they stopped, and a soft grunt of acknowledgment followed, "Sorry, kid. Didn't know he was asleep," Bobby said, although his voice was much softer now.
"It's fine. What did you need, Bobby?" Sam replied, just as soft as his thumbs rubbed against Gabriel's sides gratefully. Sam owed him a damn acting trophy for this.
"Mary left us a car part of John's," Gabriel heard Crowley's voice interject, making Gabriel's skin crawl. He never got over the fact that Sam had a 'relative' like him. It really brought down his hotness one or two points. Good thing Sam was a twenty out of ten.
While Gabriel was mentally high-fiving himself for that thought, Sam had told them that Mary had left the part in the kitchen, "Thanks, son. Have a good day being a pillow," Bobby replied, a slight rumble in his throat that sounded suspiciously like laughter to Gabriel.
"I'll probably dump him on the floor after this episode," Sam responded, squeezing Gabriel in a slightly teasing manner. Gabriel let his out-of-view hand move down, pinching Sam lightly on the thigh, smirking at the little jump that Sam did.
Gabriel waited until he heard the front door close before he pushed himself up, letting out a groan and rolling off of Sam and onto the cushions, "That killed the mood," Gabriel grumbled, letting his arm fall over his eyes. He heard Sam chuckle, and he lifted his arm, giving him a glare before aiming a light swat from his fingers. Sam caught them, holding his hand gently in his and turning back to the TV where the episode was finishing up.
Gabriel had to admit, Sam's confused face was really cute.
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