Gabriel looped his tongue lazily over the hunter's navel letting every stray grain of left over sugar graze and nip playfully at his taste buds. Sam squirmed and bucked beneath him as the Archangel's teeth tickled him involuntarily. Sturdy cotton ropes held the strong and stealthy hunter in place. Hooded hazel eyes watched the Archangel curiously as he continued to lick and tease and (much to Sam's dismay) tickle. Sam Winchester wasn't going anywhere and that was exactly how Gabriel liked it, now the fun could really begin.