Supernatural Imagines

Sugar Rush Gabriel X Reader

You plopped on your bed in the bunker. After a grueling fight with a wendigo, you and the boys were drained of your hunting juice. Dean went out to get a drink and Sam, well as always his face was in a book or on his laptop. You smelled like you just went dumpster diving, point is you needed a shower. Climbing off your bed, you hopped into the shower, thinking about your boyfriend Gabriel. You two started dating about a year ago, and lets just say the boys were not happy. Dean had to be led outside by Sam because he threatened Gabe. They simmered down some, but still didn't like it. You undressed and hopped into the shower, singing (favorite song) as loud as you could while still sounding good.

"Didn't know sang, (Y/N)." Gabe used his angel mojo and popped into your bathroom.

"Jesus christ, GABE! What the hell!" You dropped the shampoo bottle that you were holding and peeked your head around the curtain to give your archangel the death stare.

"Heard you were thinking of me, decided to give you a visit. Need some help in there? Seems you dropped something, do you want me to get it?" Gabe smirked and walked to the shower, his head just about to look in before you shoved the curtain in his face.

"No, thanks though for the offer. You can stay in here until I get out of the shower. No peeking!" You sternly stated.

"Awe but (Y/N)! Why not! I'll just look at your face!" Gabe whined.

"No, just because we are dating doesn't mean you can just waltz in while I'm naked. I'm not that comfortable with it. You haven't even seen me naked!" You sighed, reaching for the conditioner. Your attempts to keep Gabriel out where becoming futile.

"Well, (Y/N), we can always start now, sooner than later, am I right?"

"NO. But you can hand me my towel, I trust that you won't look." You emphasized the word won't very clearly.

"Okay, okay." Gabe handed you your towel. You made the poor decision to turn around and Gabe slapped your butt.

"GABE! WHAT THE HELL DID I TELL YOU! JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN'T LOOK DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN TOUCH!" You yelled that so loud that Sam heard it downstairs.

"Gabriel! Do I need to come up there? Are you harassing my little sister?" Sam yelled from down stairs, about to come upstairs.

"NO, no Samquatch, we are fine." He did not want to get busted.

"Gabe, get out I need to get my clothes." You heard the flutter of wings and stepped out, wrapping the towel around your body. You walked into your room and grabbed jeans, a tank top, and a red flannel shirt, a bra and underwear and went back into the bathroom. You unwrapped the towel and threw it on the floor, then you heard that all to familiar sound of angel wings and spun around.

"I just wanted to say- wowza. You are hot, (Y/N)! And so beautiful..." Gabe stood there, staring at your naked body. His eyes moved up and down constantly, looking at your curves and lady parts. You stood there, still in shock for about ten seconds until you realized you were naked. You grabbed the towel on the floor and wrapped the soft material around your body, and looked at your feet.

"What is it Gabe?" You spoke very quietly, ashamed that he saw you

"I was going to saw I was sorry for teasing you about the shower thing. But, (Y/N), your beautiful. Every inch of you, why would you want to hide? Hide from me?" Gabriel took a step towards you, while you took a step back. You two did this until your feet touched the cold tub. He continued to walk to you until you were an inch way, you could feel each others breath.

"Maybe that's what you think, ever think that maybe I hate what I look like? Ever think that maybe I hate my curves, my boobs, and my butt?" You turned your head to the side so your hair covered your face, eyelids hooding your eyes. Gabriel put his hand under your chin and lifted your head up, his eyes looking into your (E/C) eyes.

"I love you for who you are. Amazing, beautiful, an awesome hunter, and most definitely sexy. You don't need to cover up all the time when we are together. Don't hate your body, because no doubt I am in love with it. Come here." Gabe pulled you in for a hug. You embraced the warmth and loved he poured into it, loving the way he smelled, like sugar and candy.

"Thank you, I needed that." You kissed him on the lips, he kissed right back, no hesitance. It was slow and strong. While during the kiss, he yanked your towel away and picked you up bridal style and caring you into your bedroom.

"Gabe? What are you doing?" You tried your best to use his body to cover up your but his grasp was too strong.

"I'm showing you just how sexy and amazing and beautiful you are." He landed on top of you, crashing his lips on yours. You striped away his layers as you deepened the kiss, opening your mouth and letting his tongue explore. That night Gabe stuck to his promise and made love to you like never before. You opened up to him completely. At no point in the night was it uneventful, knowing Gabe of course. You two almost broke the bed!

Sam chuckled as he heard you two, knowing Gabe had won over you. "They are going at it like fricken rabbits! Hey Turn it down! Some of us don't get laid every day!" Sam yelled at you two.

"Sorry Samsqautch! Not tonight! Love is being made!" Sam heard Gabe yell at him in between breaths. Dean came in the bunker, drunk, but he could still stand though his speech was a little slurred.

He looked up and heard the noises that were being made and laughed like a little school girl. "Look Sammy, they are doing it like bunnies!" Dean wouldn't quit laughing, but Sam had to haul him upstairs and shove him in his room.

"I swear to god I am the only civilized adult around here. Dean is hammered and (Y/N) is rocking the bed, hard." Sam continued tapping away at his laptop as the night progressed.