Anonymous asked: Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, Blowing Sam in the backseat with Dean and Cas are up front
Sam tries to look like he’s having a nightmare, biting his lip and moaning, though he slits his eyes open every so often to check on his face in the rear view mirror; Dean and Cas glance back at him, glance at each other, but say nothing, and Sam figures he’s in the clear.
It’s getting damn hard, though, because Gabriel’s mouth on his cock is sinfully wet and unrelenting, and it’s absolute torture not to arch up into him. But Gabriel’s got to keep his head down, and he does it so well that Sam doesn’t even have to move; his cock is enveloped, bright intense pleasure shoots up his spine, and all he can do is tangle his fingers in the seatbelt and try desperately not to call out Gabriel’s name.
Gabriel swirls his tongue around Sam’s cockhead; the Impala growls and vibrates under Sam’s ass; it’s too much, and Sam makes a soft, choked noise, forgets to keep his eyes closed, and locks up as orgasm washes over him. He doesn’t know if Dean and Cas notice, but they don’t say anything, which is good, because Sam’s lost his ability to speak.
