Chapter 1: the want

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you walk through the halls of the bunker and into the kitchen, opening the fridge and gabbing a beer. the flutter of wings fills the kitchen. whipping around, you find yourself nose to nose with Gabriel.

"hiya, sugar." he smirked, kissing your lips lightly.

scoffing, you stepped around him and walked back towards your room.

"aw, c'mon. pay attention to me, I'm bored." he whined, walking after you.

"what'd you want me to do about your boredom?" you muttered, taking a sip of your beer.

"well, I know you've had some pretty naughty thoughts about our own plaid wearing moose the past couple days..." he said, still smirking at you.

you choked on your drink, turning on your heels to face him. "what?" you hissed, "Gabriel, those are my private thoughts! you can't just-" he pressed a finger to your lips.

"shut up. I just wanted to know if you wanted to have a little fun...y'know, what with all those thoughts of whips and chains and blindfolds and vibrators and-"

"stop it, Gabriel." you cut him off. it was true, you had your kinks, and sometimes you got off just thinking about what it would be like to have sam tie you to a bed, place a blindfold over your eyes, and fuck you with a vibrator until you're screaming.

"ooh, so dirty." Gabriel chuckled. you smacked his arm. his eyes flew from yours to behind you, then back again.

"get out of my head, Gabriel."

"but it's so much fun in there. though I see you as more of a chain person." you strode past him, into the kitchen and sat down with your beer. you heard Gabriel's footsteps, and then his voice in the doorway.

"still thinking about him?" you tried desperately not to think of sam tied to the bed while you had your way with him, stripped and sweating and hard as a rock while you sucked his-"ooh, that's a new one. tying your dear moose down while you 'have your way' with him."

you heard a sharp intake of breath. blushing furiously, you turned around to see sam standing behind a grinning Gabriel, blushing like mad, staring at you.

"s-sam." you sqeeaked.

he opened his mouth to say something, but Gabriel beat him to it.

"alright, you crazy kids, I think i'll let you two sort things out." he still had that smug look on his face, and you wanted to kill him.

then in the blink of an eye and the flutter of wings, he was gone. leaving you and sam, stunned, blushing and embarrassed. his mouth was still agape.

"I am so...so sorry." you said quetly, not knowing what else to say."

he shook his head, looking anywhere but you. "h-he gave m...I can hear...I can um, read your mind. Gabriel made it so I could read your mind..."

shit.

"oh. um..." you tried not to recall your previous thoughts, to no avail. at the moment you could think of nothing else.

sam shifted awkwardly, and you noticed a rather large bulge in his pants.

"I'm gonna...go." he nodded at you, and then walked down the hall back to his room, leaving you sitting in the kitchen.

****later that evening****

You lay on your bed, trying to forget about the day's events. You thought about sam seeing the image of himself tied down, hair falling down in front of his gorgeous eyes, while he strained against the cuffs while you sucked his hard cock. The way you imagined him moaning you name, and begging...it was enough to make you so wet that you were nearly dripping.

there was a knock the wall, followed by sam's voice. "Gabriel's right. You do have quite the imagination."

His voice was rough as he let out a soft chuckle.

You sighed, blushing again. "Sorry." You buried your head under a pillow, and finally drifted off to sleep.

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