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Sam threw his bag into the trunk of the Impala and slammed it shut before turning and scooping up his nephew. He gave Robbie, who looked more like Dean every day, a hug and smiled at him, “You’re getting big, you know that? Six year old you is much heavier than five year old you.”
“You’re one to talk,” Dean said.
“You think he’s big, you should see his…” Gabriel said, smirking, but Sam cut him off.
“Alright, Gabe, get in,” Sam said, handing Robbie over to Cas.
“Have a safe trip,” Cas said.
“Yeah, tell crazy Becky we say ‘hi,’” Dean said less than enthusiastically.
“She’s calmed down a lot since she married Garth,” Kevin said.
“I bet it’s even more so now that she’s had a baby,” Carol said, looping an arm around Kevin’s waist. They all smiled warmly at the couple, except for Gabriel, who winked.
Sam shot him a dirty look, “Get in.” He did, but only after giving them all a grin and a couple raises of his eyebrows. Sam turned back to them, “We’ll only be gone a couple of days. We’ll take care of that Vamp nest, then crash at Garth’s, and be back after that.”
“Hey, no hurry,” Dean said with a wave, “Maybe Becky will make you some waffles with that nice waffle iron, huh?” Sam rolled his eyes and got in the car.
When they were out on the highway, one of those deserted two-laners , Sam turned to Gabe, “What’s with you? You’re being so…” He tried to think of the right word.
“Sexy, tempting, mouth-watering?” Gabriel asked, smirking.
“Suggestive, and that’s putting it nicely,” Sam said, his eyes glued to the road.
“I’ll show you suggestive,” Gabriel muttered. He slid across the seat till his body was pressed up against Sam’s. He kissed him gently on the cheek, then nibbled on his ear, stuck his tongue in it and laughed when Sam shivered, sucked on his neck, and bit his collar bone.
When Sam was flushed and breathing heavier, he reached down and ran a hand over the bulge in his pants. Sam took a deep breath and squirmed in his seat, “Gabe, I’m driving here.”
“Yeah, in the middle of nowhere, I can see that,” Gabriel said, “Don’t worry. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“You could make me crash the Impala,” Sam said as Gabe unzipped his pants and snaked a hand inside, grasping him firmly and stoking him to full hardness.
“Let’s hope it's that good...” Gabriel said, leaning down. As he took Sam in his mouth, he saw his hands tighten on the steering wheel, and he chuckled around him, which only seemed to make him tighten his hands more, making Gabe chuckle more. This cycle continued on as Gabriel started to bob, hollowing his cheeks, running his fingers over what he couldn’t take in, and humming with laughter around him as Sam’ hands tried to crush the wheel. Until finally, Sam came, slamming on the brakes and pulling the car over to the side of the road.
Sam leaned back and panted, and Gabe finished swallowing as he put the car into park so Sam could take his foot off the brake, which he did slowly as he relaxed, his limbs going limp. Gabe kissed up Sam’s neck and along his jaw, until he finally captured his lips. Sam sighed into it before pulling back, “You’re insane.” Gabriel just smiled his ‘Sam, I’m a freaking archangel’ smile. Rolling his eyes, Sam grinned back, zipped his pants, and opened his door. Stepping out, he said, “You drive for a while," throwing one of those winks he could only have learned from Gabriel over his shoulder.
Grinning broader than ever, Gabriel slid over into the driver’s seat.