SPN: We All Fall Down Chap 04
A/N: So people like Pastor Jim? Good, he’s staying. The boys need adult supervision from time to time.
-WAFD-
Gabriel sat at the kitchen table, worrying. Toffee was curled on his lap, whining every now and then since Gabriel couldn’t stop twitching, and he tried to calm himself by patting the puppy. It wasn’t working very well. Castiel was missing, and Dean had gone out to look for him. Gabriel had stayed at home in case he came back, or someone they knew called to say they’d found him. Worst-case scenarios kept parading in front of Gabriel’s eyes, and he wished both of his lovers were home safe where he could keep an eye on them.
Suddenly, Toffee raised his head and let out a ‘yip’ of excitement. He raced towards the front door, tail making his whole back end quiver with the force of its wagging. Gabriel followed him, hoping it meant someone was home.
Throwing open the door, Gabriel let out a sigh of relief. Castiel was walking up the driveway, without stumbling, and an older man was walking next to him. They both glanced up, though Cas cast his eyes down again in apparent shame.
“Cas,” Gabriel felt himself tense up again. “Where have you been?”
“Good evening,” the man spoke when it appeared Cas had forgotten how. “I’m Pastor Jim Murphy. Castiel has been sitting in my church for most of the evening. He felt the need to talk.”
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Pastor Jim watched as the young man’s face changed completely. Where it had been tense with fear and suspicion, now relief and love shone through.
“You talked to someone…” he whispered, then reached out and pulled Castiel to him, wrapping his arms around the taller man. “Thank you.”
Castiel was clinging back, burying his face in the shoulder before him. They could all hear the muffled ‘sorry, I’m so sorry’ as Castiel tried to regain his self-control.
“I’m Gabriel,” the man in question introduced himself to Pastor Jim. “Thank you for bringing him back.”
“It’s not a problem,” he replied, smiling a little. “Castiel, will we see you on Friday?”
Castiel nodded, gaining a puzzled look from Gabriel, and Pastor Jim decided to elaborate. He had a feeling that Gabriel would be supportive.
“There are Alcoholics Anonymous meetings at the church on Friday evenings. Castiel decided to attend.”
The joy on Gabriel’s face at that statement eased some of Pastor Jim’s concerns about the fact that these two were brothers - Gabriel, at least, clearly did care for Castiel, and wanted him to be healthy.
“Thank you,” Gabriel repeated, then turned and pressed a kiss to Castiel’s temple. “Thank you,” he kept repeating between kissing Castiel’s face, falling quiet when he captured his brother’s lips.
Taking that as his cue to leave, Pastor Jim turned and headed back to his car. Whilst intellectually he was determined to not be bothered by the odd relationship he’d stumbled across, he didn’t particularly want to watch them either. Though the same could be said for any of his parishioners - Pastor Jim was simply uncomfortable with public displays of affection.
-WAFD-
Gabriel barely even noticed the priest leaving. He was too caught up in the fact that he was getting his brother back - he’d managed to not turn to drugs and alcohol tonight, he’d spoken to someone about his issues, and he was getting help for it.
Pulling Castiel back inside, Gabriel nearly stepped on Toffee before the pup managed to run back to the living room. Gabriel couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that, drawing away from Cas long enough to close the front door.
“I’d better call Dean,” he practically bounced to the kitchen to retrieve his phone. He quickly flipped through the contacts until he found the right one - ‘Provider of Nookie’ - and didn’t pay attention to the way Cas sat heavily on the edge of the table.
“Is he back?” Dean’s voice came down the line, not bothering with a greeting.
“Yup. He was in a church, and he’s signed up for AA meetings.”
“He’s… Oh thank fuck.”
“Exactly. Get back here so we can reward him for a smart decision.”
“Will do.”
Hanging up, Gabriel turned back to Cas with a grin on his face. It faltered, however, when Castiel remained staring at his own hands, still clearly upset about something.
“Cas? What’s wrong?” Gabriel steeled himself for getting brushed off - again - but was taken by surprise when Castiel sighed and raised his head.
“Gabe… why do you put up with me? You said once that if I touched drugs again you’d leave, but you’re still here. Why?”
“Because I love you, idiot,” Gabriel sat on the table next to him, wrapping an arm around Castiel as he did so.
“But why?” Castiel looked at him with those damnable puppy-eyes. “All I do is cause trouble for you. I don’t contribute anything to the household. I break down at the mere mention of Lu… Lucian,” he almost choked on the name, and Gabriel tightened his hold for a moment. “Why put up with me, when you could have a normal relationship? You and Dean could be a normal couple without me here.”
There was silence for a few minutes as Gabriel tried to wrap his head around Castiel’s thought process.
“You’re an idiot,” Gabriel eventually came out with. Cas opened his mouth, but Gabriel shushed him. Whether it had been agreement or disagreement, he didn’t want to hear it. “When I was ten, Michael cleaned out my room of all sweets and sugary things, then told me to stay there until dinner. A few minutes later, you came in with two bags of Reece’s Pieces that you’d smuggled out before Michael could get to them. Throughout my teen years, you frequently got hold of my porn magazines, mere hours before Michael or Lucian went through my room looking for things they’d forbidden. That time Michael caught me kissing the boy down the street, he was shouting at me and you came in, upset because apparently you felt sick, so Michael was distracted by taking care of you and not punishing me. Need I go on?”
“I… you were my brother,” Castiel whispered. “I didn’t want to see you in trouble.”
“Fine,” Gabriel rolled his eyes. “You want the lover side? How about the fact that you’re happy to spend entire days doing nothing but watching cartoons with me? Even when we were still working things out, you’d do things that you didn’t particularly like, just to spend time together. You listen to me bitch about work, without trying to make me change jobs or something like that. And in the bedroom…” he leered at Castiel then, managing to draw a small smile in return. He slid off the table and started nuzzling at Castiel’s neck. Gabriel let his hands trail underneath Castiel’s shirt, exploring the familiar territory, gradually getting Cas aroused.
“I can cut loose with you, and I know that you can either take it, or you’ll speak up if things are too far out of your comfort zone. You don’t mind when I bite you.” Gabriel demonstrated by biting down on Castiel’s neck, drawing a gasp of arousal. He quickly removed Castiel’s t-shirt and continued his ministrations, occasionally pressing kisses to the bare chest as he continued to speak. “And after Dean… after that happened, you didn’t push me for anything. You just took care of me the best way you knew how, and then you fought him for me. I was terrified that I was going to lose you, but you came back to me.”
Castiel was leaning back on his forearms now, as Gabriel started undoing his jeans. Some part of his mind said that he was meant to be apologising to Gabriel, meant to be making things up to him, but big brother seemed to have different ideas.
“Then when the three of us made a go of it, you were a buffer for us. We wouldn’t have been able to get this far together without you here.” With that, Gabriel knelt, took the head of Castiel’s cock in his mouth and started suckling. Cas let his head fall back with a moan dragged straight from a porno, which he knew Gabriel loved. If Gabe was determined to get him off, then Cas was damn well going to make sure that Gabriel got some pleasure out of it too.
They heard Toffee start yipping again, a few seconds before the front door opened. Gabriel raised his head just long enough to shout “Kitchen!” before resuming his efforts.
Dean quickly headed to the kitchen, pausing at the sight his two lovers made, a sight he never got tired of. Then Cas was looking at him, blue eyes impossibly bright, and reaching out with one hand for him.
“Dean,” Cas pleaded, and he couldn’t resist. He stepped forwards, shucking his jacket and t-shirt as Cas started undoing his belt. By the time his trousers were around his ankles, Cas had managed to stroke Dean to hardness and was happily licking at him.
“You’re fucking insatiable,” Dean cursed as Castiel grinned up at him between licks. “Seriously, do you take Viagra every morning?”
“Not every morning,” Cas shrugged, leaning back a little and tugging at Gabriel’s hair. “Next time, I’m extolling your virtues before sex.”
“Agreed,” Gabriel let Castiel’s cock fall out of his mouth as he stood, nipping at Cas’ chest on the way up. “I’ll never get enough of hearing how devilishly handsome and ingeniously clever I am.”
“Don’t forget modest,” Dean smiled fondly at him, pulling him across for a kiss. This was made slightly awkward by the fact that Cas had his legs wrapped around Gabriel’s hips, and was now sucking Dean’s cock properly. Dean pulled back just enough to raise an eyebrow at Gabriel. “Shall we give him what he wants?”
“Yeah,” Gabriel started removing his own clothes finally. “Think he deserves a reward for finally using his brains.”
“I’m not a fucking dog,” Castiel let go of Dean’s cock to pout at them both.
“Oh we know,” Gabriel turned back to his little brother. “If you were a dog we wouldn’t be doing this.”
“Well…”
“Dean!” Came two scandalised shouts. Dean just laughed and stroked Castiel’s hair.
“Don’t worry, just kidding. That’s one of the few things I haven’t done.”
“Thank fuck,” Cas nuzzled into Dean’s hip.
“Yeah, otherwise I’d be taking Toffee and high-tailing it out of here,” Gabriel glared, though he was absent-mindedly running his fingers up and down Castiel’s abdomen.
“So,” Castiel turned back to his brother, “are you gonna fuck me, or are we gonna keep chatting away?”
“Well, we do need to talk,” Gabriel tilted his head, apparently considering it. At Castiel’s growl, he grinned and ran a hand over Cas’ hip, sliding closer to press a finger against him. “But it can wait. As long as we do actually talk later.”
“Fine, whatever,” Cas tried to squirm back and impale himself, without much luck. “Just hurry it up!”
“So pushy,” Dean muttered, stepping backwards briefly to grab the cooking oil. With the mood Cas was in, he apparently wasn’t going to wait for someone to find the actual lube.
“Part of why we love him, right?” Gabriel grinned, and received a nod. Cas fell silent at that, turning his head again to resume the interrupted blowjob he’d been giving Dean.
“It’s true,” Dean threaded a hand through Castiel’s hair, massaging the scalp without forcing him to move any particular direction. “It’s good to know what your partner wants in bed. You being vocal about it means we know what we’re doing right.”
“And it’s really hot,” Gabriel added, pressing two slicked fingers into Castiel, earning another porno-moan.
“That too,” Dean blinked hard, trying to keep from thrusting into Cas’ mouth. The angle was too awkward for Cas to get more than a couple of inches in his mouth, but used a hand to make up for it, as well as creative strokes of his tongue.
It didn’t take long to stretch Castiel open, especially with him purposely relaxing his muscles, and soon Gabriel was thrusting his dick in, slowly going further with each stroke. Cas wrapped his legs around his brother again, perfectly content with his position on the table between his lovers.
Then Gabriel was moving again, each thrust causing Castiel’s grip on Dean to change, and Dean was reaching down to stroke Castiel’s erection. Their movements were slow, unhurried, as though they had all the time in the world - and in a way, they did. They had nothing better to do than simply feel, allowing the tension to build gradually instead of the usual race for completion.
Castiel was the first to come undone. He removed his mouth from Dean’s cock as he gasped, hips thrusting back onto Gabriel a couple of times as Dean’s hand squeezed just right, causing Cas to come over his stomach. This was enough that Gabriel sped up his own thrusts and quickly emptied himself into Castiel, while Cas returned to Dean and managed to bring him to orgasm as well.
Gabriel withdrew and sat on one of the chairs, breathing hard. It was sometimes difficult to keep up with his younger lovers, but times like this were worth it. He just rested his head on the back of the chair and smiled as Dean picked Cas up off the table, cradling him against his chest as Castiel seemed close to falling asleep.
“I’ll clean him up. You coming to bed?” Dean asked, and Gabriel nodded.
“Don’t trip on your pants,” he muttered, realising that neither he nor Dean had completely disrobed. It drew a laugh from Dean, who quickly toed off his shoes and shook off his pants before carrying Cas towards the bathroom. Gabriel gathered all of the discarded clothes and shoved them in a pile - they could sort through it tomorrow - and gave the table a quick wipe-down. Table-sex was awesome, but they did have to eat off it in the future.
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-WAFD-
Gabriel sat at the kitchen table, worrying. Toffee was curled on his lap, whining every now and then since Gabriel couldn’t stop twitching, and he tried to calm himself by patting the puppy. It wasn’t working very well. Castiel was missing, and Dean had gone out to look for him. Gabriel had stayed at home in case he came back, or someone they knew called to say they’d found him. Worst-case scenarios kept parading in front of Gabriel’s eyes, and he wished both of his lovers were home safe where he could keep an eye on them.
Suddenly, Toffee raised his head and let out a ‘yip’ of excitement. He raced towards the front door, tail making his whole back end quiver with the force of its wagging. Gabriel followed him, hoping it meant someone was home.
Throwing open the door, Gabriel let out a sigh of relief. Castiel was walking up the driveway, without stumbling, and an older man was walking next to him. They both glanced up, though Cas cast his eyes down again in apparent shame.
“Cas,” Gabriel felt himself tense up again. “Where have you been?”
“Good evening,” the man spoke when it appeared Cas had forgotten how. “I’m Pastor Jim Murphy. Castiel has been sitting in my church for most of the evening. He felt the need to talk.”
-WAFD-
Pastor Jim watched as the young man’s face changed completely. Where it had been tense with fear and suspicion, now relief and love shone through.
“You talked to someone…” he whispered, then reached out and pulled Castiel to him, wrapping his arms around the taller man. “Thank you.”
Castiel was clinging back, burying his face in the shoulder before him. They could all hear the muffled ‘sorry, I’m so sorry’ as Castiel tried to regain his self-control.
“I’m Gabriel,” the man in question introduced himself to Pastor Jim. “Thank you for bringing him back.”
“It’s not a problem,” he replied, smiling a little. “Castiel, will we see you on Friday?”
Castiel nodded, gaining a puzzled look from Gabriel, and Pastor Jim decided to elaborate. He had a feeling that Gabriel would be supportive.
“There are Alcoholics Anonymous meetings at the church on Friday evenings. Castiel decided to attend.”
The joy on Gabriel’s face at that statement eased some of Pastor Jim’s concerns about the fact that these two were brothers - Gabriel, at least, clearly did care for Castiel, and wanted him to be healthy.
“Thank you,” Gabriel repeated, then turned and pressed a kiss to Castiel’s temple. “Thank you,” he kept repeating between kissing Castiel’s face, falling quiet when he captured his brother’s lips.
Taking that as his cue to leave, Pastor Jim turned and headed back to his car. Whilst intellectually he was determined to not be bothered by the odd relationship he’d stumbled across, he didn’t particularly want to watch them either. Though the same could be said for any of his parishioners - Pastor Jim was simply uncomfortable with public displays of affection.
-WAFD-
Gabriel barely even noticed the priest leaving. He was too caught up in the fact that he was getting his brother back - he’d managed to not turn to drugs and alcohol tonight, he’d spoken to someone about his issues, and he was getting help for it.
Pulling Castiel back inside, Gabriel nearly stepped on Toffee before the pup managed to run back to the living room. Gabriel couldn’t help but let out a laugh at that, drawing away from Cas long enough to close the front door.
“I’d better call Dean,” he practically bounced to the kitchen to retrieve his phone. He quickly flipped through the contacts until he found the right one - ‘Provider of Nookie’ - and didn’t pay attention to the way Cas sat heavily on the edge of the table.
“Is he back?” Dean’s voice came down the line, not bothering with a greeting.
“Yup. He was in a church, and he’s signed up for AA meetings.”
“He’s… Oh thank fuck.”
“Exactly. Get back here so we can reward him for a smart decision.”
“Will do.”
Hanging up, Gabriel turned back to Cas with a grin on his face. It faltered, however, when Castiel remained staring at his own hands, still clearly upset about something.
“Cas? What’s wrong?” Gabriel steeled himself for getting brushed off - again - but was taken by surprise when Castiel sighed and raised his head.
“Gabe… why do you put up with me? You said once that if I touched drugs again you’d leave, but you’re still here. Why?”
“Because I love you, idiot,” Gabriel sat on the table next to him, wrapping an arm around Castiel as he did so.
“But why?” Castiel looked at him with those damnable puppy-eyes. “All I do is cause trouble for you. I don’t contribute anything to the household. I break down at the mere mention of Lu… Lucian,” he almost choked on the name, and Gabriel tightened his hold for a moment. “Why put up with me, when you could have a normal relationship? You and Dean could be a normal couple without me here.”
There was silence for a few minutes as Gabriel tried to wrap his head around Castiel’s thought process.
“You’re an idiot,” Gabriel eventually came out with. Cas opened his mouth, but Gabriel shushed him. Whether it had been agreement or disagreement, he didn’t want to hear it. “When I was ten, Michael cleaned out my room of all sweets and sugary things, then told me to stay there until dinner. A few minutes later, you came in with two bags of Reece’s Pieces that you’d smuggled out before Michael could get to them. Throughout my teen years, you frequently got hold of my porn magazines, mere hours before Michael or Lucian went through my room looking for things they’d forbidden. That time Michael caught me kissing the boy down the street, he was shouting at me and you came in, upset because apparently you felt sick, so Michael was distracted by taking care of you and not punishing me. Need I go on?”
“I… you were my brother,” Castiel whispered. “I didn’t want to see you in trouble.”
“Fine,” Gabriel rolled his eyes. “You want the lover side? How about the fact that you’re happy to spend entire days doing nothing but watching cartoons with me? Even when we were still working things out, you’d do things that you didn’t particularly like, just to spend time together. You listen to me bitch about work, without trying to make me change jobs or something like that. And in the bedroom…” he leered at Castiel then, managing to draw a small smile in return. He slid off the table and started nuzzling at Castiel’s neck. Gabriel let his hands trail underneath Castiel’s shirt, exploring the familiar territory, gradually getting Cas aroused.
“I can cut loose with you, and I know that you can either take it, or you’ll speak up if things are too far out of your comfort zone. You don’t mind when I bite you.” Gabriel demonstrated by biting down on Castiel’s neck, drawing a gasp of arousal. He quickly removed Castiel’s t-shirt and continued his ministrations, occasionally pressing kisses to the bare chest as he continued to speak. “And after Dean… after that happened, you didn’t push me for anything. You just took care of me the best way you knew how, and then you fought him for me. I was terrified that I was going to lose you, but you came back to me.”
Castiel was leaning back on his forearms now, as Gabriel started undoing his jeans. Some part of his mind said that he was meant to be apologising to Gabriel, meant to be making things up to him, but big brother seemed to have different ideas.
“Then when the three of us made a go of it, you were a buffer for us. We wouldn’t have been able to get this far together without you here.” With that, Gabriel knelt, took the head of Castiel’s cock in his mouth and started suckling. Cas let his head fall back with a moan dragged straight from a porno, which he knew Gabriel loved. If Gabe was determined to get him off, then Cas was damn well going to make sure that Gabriel got some pleasure out of it too.
They heard Toffee start yipping again, a few seconds before the front door opened. Gabriel raised his head just long enough to shout “Kitchen!” before resuming his efforts.
Dean quickly headed to the kitchen, pausing at the sight his two lovers made, a sight he never got tired of. Then Cas was looking at him, blue eyes impossibly bright, and reaching out with one hand for him.
“Dean,” Cas pleaded, and he couldn’t resist. He stepped forwards, shucking his jacket and t-shirt as Cas started undoing his belt. By the time his trousers were around his ankles, Cas had managed to stroke Dean to hardness and was happily licking at him.
“You’re fucking insatiable,” Dean cursed as Castiel grinned up at him between licks. “Seriously, do you take Viagra every morning?”
“Not every morning,” Cas shrugged, leaning back a little and tugging at Gabriel’s hair. “Next time, I’m extolling your virtues before sex.”
“Agreed,” Gabriel let Castiel’s cock fall out of his mouth as he stood, nipping at Cas’ chest on the way up. “I’ll never get enough of hearing how devilishly handsome and ingeniously clever I am.”
“Don’t forget modest,” Dean smiled fondly at him, pulling him across for a kiss. This was made slightly awkward by the fact that Cas had his legs wrapped around Gabriel’s hips, and was now sucking Dean’s cock properly. Dean pulled back just enough to raise an eyebrow at Gabriel. “Shall we give him what he wants?”
“Yeah,” Gabriel started removing his own clothes finally. “Think he deserves a reward for finally using his brains.”
“I’m not a fucking dog,” Castiel let go of Dean’s cock to pout at them both.
“Oh we know,” Gabriel turned back to his little brother. “If you were a dog we wouldn’t be doing this.”
“Well…”
“Dean!” Came two scandalised shouts. Dean just laughed and stroked Castiel’s hair.
“Don’t worry, just kidding. That’s one of the few things I haven’t done.”
“Thank fuck,” Cas nuzzled into Dean’s hip.
“Yeah, otherwise I’d be taking Toffee and high-tailing it out of here,” Gabriel glared, though he was absent-mindedly running his fingers up and down Castiel’s abdomen.
“So,” Castiel turned back to his brother, “are you gonna fuck me, or are we gonna keep chatting away?”
“Well, we do need to talk,” Gabriel tilted his head, apparently considering it. At Castiel’s growl, he grinned and ran a hand over Cas’ hip, sliding closer to press a finger against him. “But it can wait. As long as we do actually talk later.”
“Fine, whatever,” Cas tried to squirm back and impale himself, without much luck. “Just hurry it up!”
“So pushy,” Dean muttered, stepping backwards briefly to grab the cooking oil. With the mood Cas was in, he apparently wasn’t going to wait for someone to find the actual lube.
“Part of why we love him, right?” Gabriel grinned, and received a nod. Cas fell silent at that, turning his head again to resume the interrupted blowjob he’d been giving Dean.
“It’s true,” Dean threaded a hand through Castiel’s hair, massaging the scalp without forcing him to move any particular direction. “It’s good to know what your partner wants in bed. You being vocal about it means we know what we’re doing right.”
“And it’s really hot,” Gabriel added, pressing two slicked fingers into Castiel, earning another porno-moan.
“That too,” Dean blinked hard, trying to keep from thrusting into Cas’ mouth. The angle was too awkward for Cas to get more than a couple of inches in his mouth, but used a hand to make up for it, as well as creative strokes of his tongue.
It didn’t take long to stretch Castiel open, especially with him purposely relaxing his muscles, and soon Gabriel was thrusting his dick in, slowly going further with each stroke. Cas wrapped his legs around his brother again, perfectly content with his position on the table between his lovers.
Then Gabriel was moving again, each thrust causing Castiel’s grip on Dean to change, and Dean was reaching down to stroke Castiel’s erection. Their movements were slow, unhurried, as though they had all the time in the world - and in a way, they did. They had nothing better to do than simply feel, allowing the tension to build gradually instead of the usual race for completion.
Castiel was the first to come undone. He removed his mouth from Dean’s cock as he gasped, hips thrusting back onto Gabriel a couple of times as Dean’s hand squeezed just right, causing Cas to come over his stomach. This was enough that Gabriel sped up his own thrusts and quickly emptied himself into Castiel, while Cas returned to Dean and managed to bring him to orgasm as well.
Gabriel withdrew and sat on one of the chairs, breathing hard. It was sometimes difficult to keep up with his younger lovers, but times like this were worth it. He just rested his head on the back of the chair and smiled as Dean picked Cas up off the table, cradling him against his chest as Castiel seemed close to falling asleep.
“I’ll clean him up. You coming to bed?” Dean asked, and Gabriel nodded.
“Don’t trip on your pants,” he muttered, realising that neither he nor Dean had completely disrobed. It drew a laugh from Dean, who quickly toed off his shoes and shook off his pants before carrying Cas towards the bathroom. Gabriel gathered all of the discarded clothes and shoved them in a pile - they could sort through it tomorrow - and gave the table a quick wipe-down. Table-sex was awesome, but they did have to eat off it in the future.
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