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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[fromfryingpantofire]

His Omega. Sam leaned in, pressing his nose to the juncture of shoulder and neck, where the scent was good and strong. His hands dropped to Gabriel's ass, kneading through his jeans, pulling the Omega's hips tight against his own. The scent was stronger, cinnamon and sugar added in as he let go of Gabriel's ass to undo his belt. "Need you naked," he rumbled. "Need you naked and on your hands and knees. Know what you want. What you need, baby."

The hands and knees were a traditional mating position. For the first time, especially when Gabriel had never been mounted during a heat before, it would be easiest. Especially given Sam's size.

[low_key_angel]

At that point, Sam could have insisted Gabriel stand on his head and he wouldn't have cared. He whimpered, squirming out of his lap long enough to tear off his jeans and boxers.

Instinct had him on his hands and knees, eager and presenting to his Alpha. His Sam.

It wasn't the first time he'd been mounted, but it was his first time being mounted in the throes of heat. "Implant," he ground out. "I have one." Protection against unintended pregnancy. Expensive protection, but Gabriel had decided after his first heat, it was worth the money. He wanted children and a mate, but on his terms.

He just hoped Sam wouldn't pull away, knowing Gabriel wasn't fertile.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam groaned at the sight and the pronouncement, even as he stood to get rid of his own clothing. He got caught on his boots, though, and had to take an extra moment to get rid of them before he could settle behind Gabriel, reaching down to stroke his fingers over the Omega's opening. "Then I guess I don't have to worry so much about a condom, do I?" He should. He knew he should, because even though he knew he was clean, he should still...

But his wolf was screaming MATE at him, and the wolf didn't want anything between them. And Sam found himself agreeing.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel pressed back against his fingers, against any contact at all. His head sagged forward and he whined. Lycanthropy was a fairly aggressive gene, wiping out most diseases before packs could succumb. A condom would have been extra protection, but he wasn't sure he could stand waiting much longer.

"Please," he begged, hips rocking backwards. "Sam, please. I need you. Need you in me."

He needed his Alpha. He needed Sam.

[fromfryingpantofire]

"I know you do, baby. Just need to be certain you're ready." Because Sam was big. And even in the throes of heat, Sam knew Gabriel would need a little preparation.

It was difficult, though. So difficult when his head was filled with that perfect scent, urging him close, urging him to push inside Gabriel. He was able to defeat that for a few more moments, pushing two fingers into Gabriel and stopped, groaning at the slick, wet heat tight around them.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel choked on a sound when Sam's fingers slid easily inside him. Even Omegas still needed some prep and he rocked backwards, breath hitching as Sam worked him open. He was ready, having waited his entire life for this, for an Alpha to mount and claim him. To be mated.

"Sam," he pleaded. "Ready. 'm ready. Please.. now."

[fromfryingpantofire]

There was only so far that Sam's control could hold, anyway. He pulled his hand back and moved between Gabriel's legs, pushing his knees out a bit to widen his stance. Then he reached down, stroking himself for just a moment before he leaned forward, pressing the head of his dick against Gabriel. He licked his lips, then pushed forward until the head slipped into the Omega's body.

[low_key_angel]

Sam slowly pressed inside, stealing Gabriel's breath away. He was stretched full, barely aware of the faint burn as his body adjusted to the feeling of Sam buried deep in him. His hands twisted in the sheets, panting out his name.

Mated. He'd finally found his Alpha in Sam Winchester.

"More," he begged, his wolf finally relaxed and calm beneath the larger one. "God. Sam.."

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam let his hands fall to Gabriel's hips, holding him still as he pushed forward, kept going until he was fully inside Gabriel. Something he found himself marveling at because Jess had never been able to take all of him.

He slid back, almost all the way out before pushing back in again. Letting Gabriel get used to the movement, to the feeling before he did anything else. "God, Gabriel. You feel so good."

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel cried out as Sam surged forward, filling him. He'd never felt so complete, with Sam so close, hands on his hips as he moved forward. The only thing that would make the moment more perfect would be Sam's fangs sinking into his neck, marking him permanently as his.

But even without the bite, it's perfect, heat and pressure and his wolf screaming finally. Finally he's found his mate.

"Sam.. so good. S'okay, can take it. Want more."

[fromfryingpantofire]

That would happen. Sam was certain of that now. But it wouldn't happen just yet. Sam was holding back the subtle shift that would have elongated his teeth, let the wolf leak into the human. Not yet, at least.

Sam took him at his word, though, hands hard on Gabriel's hips as he started moving faster, thrusting harder into him. His fingers dug in, hard enough to raise bruises that would heal quickly but that they'd both know had been there. "Fucking perfect, Gabriel. So fucking tight and hot." He punctuated it with a hard thrust. "Mine."

[low_key_angel]

The bruise-hard grip was enough and Gabriel whimpered, arching back to match his pace easily. There were no awkward moments, no waiting to shift angles or adjustments, it was seamless, perfect. Perfect because he'd been waiting for Sam his entire life. The wolf that was supposed to claim him, the one that he could give everything to without fear or hesitation.

"Fuck Sam.. so fucking good. Yours. Always been.. nnh.. yours." He's so hard it hurts and every thrust brings him achingly close to the brink. "Yours."

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam shifts forward, laying himself over Gabriel's back. He nuzzles at the smaller wolf's neck, loosening one hand to slip around his hip and wrap his fingers around Gabriel's dick. He doesn't let his teeth go, doesn't bite down on Gabriel's neck, as much as he wants to. That can wait until the first blush of heat has passed, until they can speak for a little bit without biology muddling them both.

Something that was going to happen sooner rather than later because Sam can already feel the knot at the base of his dick swelling, stretching Gabriel just that little bit further until Sam couldn't move any longer, just pulsed his hips as his hand stroked over Gabriel. "That's it, Gabriel. Feel so fucking good."

[low_key_angel]

The knot is coming, pushing just a little deeper with every thrust until they were locked together, bound. He cried out at the additional stretch, shoving backwards against him until Sam is just rocking against him, hand stroking him ever closer to his peak. Their skin is slicked with sweat, the room thick with pheromones and Gabriel has never been happier. He won't be the odd wolf out any longer. He has a mate. He belongs somewhere.

He belongs with Sam.

"Fuck.. Sam. Like that. Just like that. Gonna make me.. gonna.."

[fromfryingpantofire]

"That's the plan." Voice barely more than a growl now, hand working Gabriel just that little bit faster. He needs Gabriel to come so that he can, the knot reducing friction but allowing to feel every bit of Gabriel inside. Biology making certain only his seed is inside Gabriel while he's fertile, to make certain any children from the Omega are his alone.

Not something they have to worry about at the moment, but biology doesn't care about the implant, either.

"That's it, Gabe. Give it to me."

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel doesn't need much in the way of encouragement, chasing each quick pulse of Sam's hips as he gets that much closer to his peak. His eyes shift completely gold and he cried out raggedly, spilling over Sam's hand as he came so hard his entire world went warm and white. He's never been knotted before, everything in his body heaving with the force of his peak before he fell limp and boneless beneath his Alpha. His Sam.

"S-Sam." A miracle he can even form words after that. "Come Sam. Want you filling me up," he panted, pushing back against him.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam followed Gabriel down, rocking his hips through Gabriel's orgasm about three times before he cried out. The wolf came through then, eyes shifting fully to the golden green of his wolf, teeth elongating just enough that he could create the bond right now.

He didn't, though. He held his head back, panting as he poured into Gabriel, finally laying over him for a moment as he spent the last of his load, knot still tying them firmly together for the next thirty minutes at least. "Mmm. Perfect."

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel laughed breathlessly, finally able to think through the rush of heat and hormones now that he's securely knotted to Sam. His chosen Alpha. Reaching back, Gabriel brushed his hands along Sam's warm skin. The room is heavy with the scent of sex, of his heat and Sam's release, a mated pair.

"Completely perfect," he sighed blissfully.

"Think I can probably reach my cell if you need to check in." His brothers might worry, but at the moment, Gabriel couldn't give a good goddamn what his brothers thought. He had Sam. Nothing else mattered.

[fromfryingpantofire]

"Mmph. I...might be able to reach mine. But that would require a lot more moving than I think we might be capable of yet." Sam kissed Gabriel's shoulder, nuzzling his neck. Because it smelled good and it was there. Release had allowed his teeth to shrink again as he stroked his hand along Gabriel's side. "I probably should check in, though. I don't think I'm making it to supper tonight."

There was a question whether he'd make it out of the apartment before he had to head back to school. "Though there's a couple of things we might want to talk about first, before I call them."

[low_key_angel]

"Mm, moving is overrated," Gabriel agreed. He'd been firmly knotted during his heat and his wolf was blissful, content. They had at least a few hours before his heat flared to life again, biology driving him to mate as often as possible to guarantee conception.

He rumbled contentedly at the caress, perfectly happy to lay close to Sam, his body draped over him. "I've got plenty in the fridge. Stocked up, you know."

There was a lot they'd have to sort out. Gabriel trusted that before it was over, he'd be permanently marked as Sam's, part of a pack that might actually want him around. "Yeah, we probably do."

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam smiled, shifting a bit so that he could pull them both onto their sides. Mostly so that Gabriel was out of the wet spot but also so he could breathe more easily.

"That's good to know. At least we're not going to starve." He'd heard of the possibility before, but mostly with packless wolves. But not something recent, especially with the advent of being able to order grocery deliveries online. "Though if there's time for the pies to cook before the next round, I'm pretty sure we can gloss over most stuff with my family."

John and Dean would have far less issue with it once they found out more about Gabriel's situation. Bobby would probably tell them what he knew, after all. But Sam was home for a family centric holiday and got himself caught elsewhere.

He pressed another kiss to Gabriel's skin. "We'll talk about other stuff once we can talk face to face. Just make sure we're both on the same page here."

Because yes, Sam definitely wanted to bond with Gabriel. He just wanted to be certain that was what Gabriel wanted, too. There were pairs that mated together for years before they bonded, after all.

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel shifted when Sam tugged him until they were laying comfortably together, their breathing slowly coming back down to normal. "Around me? Going hungry's pretty much impossible," he chuckled, catching Sam's hand in his and bringing it to his lips. "I'd kinda planned on waiting out heat here anyway, so the place is stocked with all the basics. Sucks waiting it out at home, my brothers are dicks about it."

He's just not going to mention how awful they were about the entire process. Chains made heat a special kind of hell, and only gave him more reason to stay at his own apartment, away from his pack.

"Yeah, should be enough time so we can get them baked off, especially if we bring them up here. There's a couple loaves of bread I baked off this morning you can take too if you think that'll help smooth things over with them."

"Fair enough, Sam. Give me enough time to get some feeling back in my legs too," a trace of smirk colored his voice as he kissed the back of Sam's hand. He'd been an unbonded Omega for years, and it was enough to know that he'd finally found his Alpha, the wolf that would one day claim him as his.

Mated, bonded, and one day he'd get the implant removed. Children. God. He couldn't wait.

[fromfryingpantofire]

"I think we're going to have to send them, honestly." Because Sam wasn't leaving Gabriel until the end of his heat. Which meant he'd be there a while.

"I'm glad you weren't at home," Sam said honestly. "I'm starting to wonder if I'd ever have seen you if your brothers had anything to say about it." Definitely wouldn't have if Lucifer had any say in it. Sam knew that from long ago past, when Lucifer had made it clear that he'd hoped Sam would be an Omega and, therefore, his. Which was the reason Sam hated the man so much, for just assuming that about any Omega.

That Gabriel had grown up with that sort of an attitude around him just made Sam mad.

He turned his hand over, taking Gabriel's and threading their fingers together. "A lot of things are probably going to change after this, you know. I think we may have just made my final year of law school a special kind of hell." Being so far from his mate was not something that Sam had been planning on, but it was something he could work with.

[low_key_angel]

When you’re checking in with your family, I’ll call my cousin. Anna’s a Beta, should be able to drop off whatever you want without causing a stir.” Gabriel sighed, rubbing his cheek against their linked hands. Their scents were mingled on Sam’s skin and his wolf couldn’t get enough of it, how well they blended together.

His smile was brittle as he breathed in his scent. “Knowing Lu? Probably not.” Lucifer had always been obsessed with the Winchester pack, and if he’d learned that Gabriel and Sam were destined to be mates? Well. He’s not going to think about just how far that might drive his brother. “But he and Michael were too busy going at it again. Good reason for me to get out of the house, try and find a mate on my own rather than get locked down again.”

A year in law school meant a year apart. Gabriel pressed back against Sam’s body, reassured by the warmth of his Alpha. Everything had changed, but it was going to be okay. He had a mate. A place where he finally belonged. “I know. But it’s just one year, and I can probably talk Anna and Cas into visiting and watching the place when you’re on break. Sneak up for a visit now and then.” Gabriel had waited his entire life for this. Another year wouldn’t kill him.

“I’m not going to go back to the house,” he said quietly. “Ever.”

[fromfryingpantofire]

In all honesty, Sam knew damned well he could get used to this. Might already be used to it in some ways. His wolf wasn't exactly calm, mostly because Sam himself wasn't really calm. There were so many things that he could tell Gabriel wasn't saying, things about his home life that were agitating Sam that he buried his nose in Gabriel's hair, breathing deeply of his scent.

"No, you won't be," he agreed, using the linked hands to pull Gabriel back against him. "If there's anything you absolutely need from there, have Anna swing by and get it for you. Documents, favorite pictures. If it can't be replaced or if it would be difficult to replace, have her grab it and take it to Bobby or the Roadhouse. I'll make sure they're both apprised of the situation so that they know to expect her."

Sam was good at planning. He always had been. He'd always been the one who kept things on track with the family business, making certain things were paid off. Jo was doing it now, but it was still his system that she used. "We're not going to put her in the middle, but I'm guessing since you're not calling Cas to take things out to the house, he's probably an Omega?" Which would mean bad things, sending him into a house where there were already to Alphas fighting. "We should be safe enough here, but I'll let Dad know that we might need the heat cottage on the grounds."

It had been a precaution put in when they'd learned that Dean was an Alpha, just in case one of the other boys turned out to be an Omega. A place on the grounds that wasn't too far from the house but where the scent couldn't reach them. It turned out mostly to be useful for Dean to bring girlfriends out to, but they'd always figured it might have a use one day.