#2-shipping
who: Gabriel, Sam Winchester what: Response a Prompt. word count: 509/5000
"You know for a hunter? You're really bad at this." Sounding amused as he lounged against the bed, Gabriel crossed his arms over his chest looking smug at the tall hunter as he stammered and struggled to get 'into the role'. "Give me a break, ok? It’s not like I've ever....ever done this before alright?" Scowling at the shorter man, Sam huffed before moving to attentively sit on the edge of the bed and focused on taking his shoes off. It wasn't his fault he'd never used any of cover stories in the bedroom before. Most of the people he did bring home? It was just straight forward sex, none of this playing around shit.
That was the effect Gabriel had on him though, the angelic being was always challenging him and bringing in new and exciting things into his life. This just happened to be one of them. "Oh relax big boy, you’re not the first person to crash and burn the first time." His teasing tone was meant to be soothing as Gabriel leaned over, placing a warm hand against his back and rubbing softly. The arch angel rarely attempted to comfort either of the boys, and if he did it was because he was either sucking up or he had something planned.
"Look, I'm just not...comfortable. With any of this. “He spoke up finally, glancing back at the other man.”Your not comfortable playing cop and victim? Really? You?" Whatever warmth had been in Gabriel’s eyes was gone now, replaced with amusement and mockingness that was oh so familiar. "Come on big boy, if you’re gonna lie at least make it a good one."
Standing up, Sam moved to head toward the bathroom, wondering why he even tried sometimes to appease the angelic being. "Oh come on! Alright, alright, how about we do stripper and bouncer, that one’s my favorite. I'll even teleport in the pole and everything. No? Cab driver and passenger? Dirty Doctor and patient?"
At his stare, Gabriel shrugged. "What. I've been around a while. You really think I don't have tons of dirty games stashed around?" Sighing, Sam ran his fingers through his hair. "Gabriel, I'm just not...."Trailing off he frowned deeply and scrubbed his face with his hands.
"Alright alright. I'll tell you what. How we start slow. Use what your good at." Taking his hand, Gabe slowly led him back to the bed, leaning up to kiss his forehead softly. "Use what I know?" Sam questioned curiously, giving him a skeptical 'I don't know about that ‘look. "Yeah. You’re a hunter, I'm a creature...an amazingly handsome, incredible creature, and it’s a game."
Even though he the look he gave the arch angel was an annoyed one, Sam couldn't keep the grin off his face for long as he sighed before leaning in and trailing his fingers over Gabriel’s chest, kissing him. After a moment, he pushed him backwards onto the bed. "Alright, but you’re playing the hunter. “