A different sort of hunt

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel was used to being odd man out, the only Omega born to his small, powerful pack. But with two older brothers who were both Alphas, they were usually more concerned with their own power plays than Gabriel and his search for a mate.

Because heat when you were unmated? Sucked.

Michael would probably prefer to chain him up once a year and let him sweat it out, which is probably why he left home as his heat started to near.

If he was going to find a mate, it was going to be on his terms.

What he didn't expect was to catch a tantalizing scent at the local bookstore. Something that called up images of sunlight and pine trees and cool shade.

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[low_key_angel]

The beginnings of his knot only encourage Gabriel to move, working himself slowly against it and the teasing push it provided. He smiles down at him, leaning for a kiss. "We've got the weekend. Nothing's stopping you from doing that several times over, Sammy."

Because he really can't deny that possessive Sam is one hell of a turn on.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Without heat to drive them, the knot wouldn't be as large or tie them together for as long. Which, honestly, Sam was fine with. He very much liked sex just for the sake of having sex.

He growls softly, licking up into the kiss as his hands tighten on Gabriel's hips. "Want me to keep them beneath the shirt collar?" Where they wouldn't show, even if they did heal pretty fast.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel was just fine with that. As much as he liked being tied to Sam, a shorter bond was sometimes enough. It let them ride out the afterglow together and still not sacrifice the better part of an afternoon.

He shivered at the growl, automatically tilting his head to bear his neck to his Alpha. "Oh hell no. Want them everywhere."

[fromfryingpantofire]

That's something that Sam isn't ever likely to pass up. He pushes upward, going directly to the bared patch of neck and bites down, teeth still human blunt. There's no need to let his wolf out, after all. His hips push up at the same time, nudging at Gabriel just that bit more with his knot.

[low_key_angel]

Sam doesn't need to sink his fangs into his skin. The simple pressure of blunt human teeth is enough and Gabriel hisses out his pleasure, working his hips down further along Sam's knot. Almost there. He tangles his fingers in hair, pressing him in close. "Fuck.. like that."

[fromfryingpantofire]

He can't really work with Gabriel as well as he'd like, not bent the way he is at the moment. It's just not really possible to fuck up into his mate without letting go of the hold on his neck and it's very obvious that neither of them wants that. Sam's hands tighten on Gabriel's hips, another low growl starting at the back of his throat as he sucks on the skin between his teeth as well.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel wraps his arms around Sam, keeping him right where he is. He might not be as powerful as his Alpha, but he can hold him up while he sucks a mark into his neck. It's awkward, but damned if he's going to break his rhythm when he's so close to taking all of his knot into him.

A sharp cry and his hands tightening along Sam's broad back and Gabriel finally takes him, the knot sending sparks of pleasure arcing up his spine.

[fromfryingpantofire]

The knot swells just a little more once Gabriel takes it in, locking them together more securely. It makes Sam groan, finally releasing Gabriel's neck to lick over the mark.

"Mmm, yeah, that's it, baby," he murmurs, hand sliding down to brush against Gabriel's entrance, where he's stretched around the base of Sam's cock. "Feels so good, you tight and wet around me like this."

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel sags over Sam's chest, breathless from the heat of the fresh mark on his neck and the wonderful push of Sam's knot, filling him completely. He whines at the brush of fingers over him, rocking his hips against Sam. "Fuck Sam.. feel so good like that. Love taking your knot."

[fromfryingpantofire]

"Mmm. Love being inside you," he murmurs, pressing his fingers against that same spot. "Love the way you feel, stretched and open for me." He can't come, not until Gabriel has, but there's no rush. Not really, at least.

[low_key_angel]

There's no rush, but a long separation followed by days of anxiety and Gabriel knows he's not going to last much longer. Not with that warm, satisfied rumble in his ear and Sam's fingers pressing in just the right spots to send him over the edge with a shaky cry, spilling warm and hot between them.

[fromfryingpantofire]

And it's enough to send Sam after him only a few moments later. He groans, falling back on the bed, raising his arms to wrap around Gabriel to pull him down against his chest.

[low_key_angel]

With a contented hum, Gabriel goes easily, sliding his arms beneath Sam and resting on his chest. He kisses his shoulder, giving a playful nip before settling in. "s' gonna be good to have you home Sam."

[fromfryingpantofire]

He huffed out a laugh, wrapping his arms around Gabriel and bending his head to kiss the top of Gabriel's. "It'll be really good to be home," he murmured, relaxing back against the bed. "I missed you so damned much."