tricky_angel | Gabriel/Lindsey 1

Gabriel/Lindsey 1

It had been a few days since he'd brought Lindsey to his home. He'd been giving the man a little time to adjust. Yeah, he'd taken most of his memories and locked them away so deep that no one would be able to find them, but deep down he'd left Lindsey with the sense that Gabriel wasn't done with him. That it hadn't just been a one night stand.

Gabriel hummed softly as he looked at the tv, smirking a bit when he saw Lindsey walking out of Wolfram & Hart. He was moving around his apartment, setting things up for what he hoped Lindsey would enjoy. A date of sorts, he thought to himself as he looked at the dinner he'd whipped up that would stay hot until they were ready to eat.

He was tempted to just snap and bring Lindsey there at that moment, but he decided to wait, to see for himself if the man would call for him or not. So far he hadn't, but he'd been occupied by work and probably worry over the fact that he was missing memories of their night together. Gabriel shrugged, summoning a glass of wine before sitting down and waiting.

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"This doesn't look like much working," Lindsey observed as he turned to look at Gabriel over the top of his sunglasses. Pushing them back up his nose, he closed his eyes and settled back.

There was a brief moment when he considered summoning his case files to him but discarded the idea quickly. Already the angel was calling him a workaholic, that wouldn't do in his plan of seduction.

Instead, he thought up a bottle of sunscreen. Lindsey may have never put these things on before in his entire life, but it was a useful ploy if he wanted Gabriel to get handsy with him. "Can I ask for your help with this?"

"Hey even I get vacations!" He nudged Lindsey playfully, raising an eyebrow at him as he took a sip of his margarita. "It might not seem like it, but I actually do work quite a bit. I travel all over the world...punishing people who deserve to be punished."

He looked at the bottle, nodding before reaching for it and sitting up. "Scoot to the middle. I'm gonna straddle you." He waited before sitting on Lindsey's thighs. He waggled his eyebrows before flicking the bottle open and pouring some of the lotion into his hands, rubbing them together to warm it.

He hummed softly as he started rubbing the lotion into his back, massaging into his muscles slowly. "Maybe by the time you leave here some of these knots will be gone."

Following the angel's instructions, Lindsey shifted himself into the middle and made a soft noise when his legs became sat upon.

While this may be the key to solving that convoluted mind that made Gabriel tick, it also felt like self abuse when Lindsey asked, "So what counts as people deserving punishment?" If Lindsey working as the devil's advocate didn't, he didn't know what else construed to it.

He relaxed when Gabriel's hands started to work their straight forward magic to his back.

The question actually kind of surprised him and he considered how to answer for a moment, biting his lip as he poured more lotion into his hand and proceeded to continue working it into Lindsey's back. "Well, it depends. I've punished womanizers, rapists, particularly cruel people..." He shrugged a shoulder.

"Remember the night we met at the bar when that girl beat the hell out of those guys who were harassing her? Yeah that was all me." He massaged Lindsey's shoulders firmly, sliding just a little higher until he was almost sitting on his ass.

"It also depends on how bad the person is as to how badly they are punished."

"Unless we have a Slayer in L.A., I thought there was something going on there." He pillowed his arms under his head and glanced over his shoulder towards the angel.

"Primary offenders only then?" Whereas, people like him who defend them do not count. It was a good thought if not quite realistic.

He groaned when Gabriel kneaded into a specifically tender spot, then continued making another low moan after to entice him a bit more.

He looked down at Lindsey, raising an eyebrow. "I deal with the big timers. I'm not the only Trickster in the world though. No one of us takes on the full responsibility." He shrugged a shoulder before bending down and kissing his cheek quickly.

When he heard the moan he shifted, rolling his hips against Lindsey's ass. "Lindsey are you trying to seduce me again?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Lindsey answered although he dutifully pushed his ass back up into the angel's crotch. If asked, he would happily blame it on the rolling motion of their water bed.

"But it must be good, to do what you want when you want, no schedule, no laws..." Wouldn't Lindsey love to have a schedule like that. Power at his fingertips and no one to stop him or threaten him.

"Oh I'm sure you don't." He mumbled, stretching out over him and kissing the back of his neck. He rolled against his ass again, groaning. "You are just a tease." He slid his hands up Lindsey's back and sides slowly, fingers digging in at each knot and tense muscle he found.

"I have laws. Rules that have to be followed, but you are right about the other stuff. I choose when I want to do what needs to be done." He shrugged a shoulder, not really thinking about it the same way.

Arching up his hips, Lindsey wriggled his ass up against Gabriel in a horribly teasing fashion. Without looking down, the archangel could easily imagine that small strip of Speedo not being there.

"Still, you get to choose your own targets... no pro bono work. Though, I suppose you don't get paid so everything is technically pro bono." He sighed and let off another little sultry moan when those hands worked into another tender knot. Whether he was pretending or not, he was steadily turning into a boneless heap on the floating bed.

Oh he was imagining it wasn't there plenty as he continued rolling against him. He was hard and he knew Lindsey could tell. He shook his head, turning Lindsey's face and kissing him deeply.

Finally he had covered Lindsey's back with the lotion and he smirked. "Wanna turn over so I can get your front?" He raised an eyebrow, moving away so he could roll over if he wanted to.

When Gabriel made it sound like a challenge, how could Lindsey back down? He turned over, shifting so when he lifted his hips slightly, his semi-hard crotch bumped right into the archangel's very hard one.

"Sure," he said with a sly grin. "I want to be well oiled."

Folding his hands behind his head, Lindsey was an image of invitation.

He groaned softly and immediately pressed against Lindsey, staring down at him and smirking. "Well oiled, hmm?" He bent his head, lips pressing against his neck and sucking gently. "Sounds like your just asking to be fucked."

He pulled back after a moment, just taking him in before shaking his head. Lindsey was seducing him and damn it if Gabriel was going to just let him so easily. He shifted until he was straddling Lindsey's hips, pressing his own ass against Lindsey's crotch.

He hummed innocently, pressing down lightly before pouring lotion into his hands and rubbing them over his body.

"What are you talking about? I meant s-sunscreen." The lawyer stuttered when Gabriel attacked his neck, and closing his eyes, he could only groan at how those lips were raised light marks across his skin.

It was Lindsey's turn to widen his eyes when he felt that celestial ass grind against his crotch. Instantly, his partially awake manhood became a whole lot more interested. Did the angel want to switch spots? That too surprised him as well.

"I just meant... you wouldn't want to skimp out on the oil and cause skin burn."

"I'm sure you did." He licked his lips slowly, rolling down on his cock again with a small moan. "Even if your skin did burn, you know I could take it away." He kissed his lips softly as he spread lotion down his sides and slid his thumbs along Lindsey's hips, pressing firmly.

"You look surprised. I can tease too, ya know. Admit it Lindsey..." He bent down, lips brushing the man's ear as he whispered. "You'd love being buried inside me. Fucking me the same way I've fucked you..."

"That doesn't mean I like roughing it first," Lindsey said back against Gabriel's lips and moaned softly as those hands smoothed their way down his side.

Even though it was out of his field of vision, his gaze went towards Gabriel when he felt the archangel's breath on his ear and groaned at the image the other wrought. He would, he really would, but he never thought that this was going to be that sort of relationship.

"Maybe..." There was no lying about it but he wasn't ready to commit either. "Depends, are you offering?"

"You won't be getting a sunburn any time soon. Only place I haven't gotten is your legs." He looked down at him, thumbs still sliding slickly over his skin. After a moment he let his fingers slip a little lower, dipping beneath the speedo in a teasing manner.

"I do believe I am offering. Are you interested?" He kept grinding down against him, watching his face.

There was no mistaking the desire etched in Lindsey's face even if one decided to contribute the redness to the sun beating down.

"Then I believe you're wearing a bit much..."

Finally deciding to take things into his own hands, he reached up with his and placed them around Gabriel's hips and made sure the angel stayed there. He also lifted his hips a little to grind upwards back at the archangel.

"And I don't think you're oiled enough."

He laughed, fingers snapping and making both their clothes disappear. "Better?" He gasped softly, sliding his ass against his cock. "Oh I'm plenty oiled."

He kissed him again, capturing his lip between his teeth before sucking on it and then teasing his tongue. "I have a few other things I'm planning on doing this week, but I've kinda been hoping for this too."

Lindsey gasped again when he felt the sudden removal of barriers and it was silken smooth skin sliding against a baby smooth bottom. Lowering his hands to caress the sides of those buttocks, he chuckled back at Gabriel in turn.

"All you had to do was ask. I'm very obliging." Kissing the archangel back, he thrust up in a dry hump and groaned when he felt something slick touch against his dick. Gabriel wasn't kidding when he said he was oiled plenty.

"What... what else did you want to do?"

He shifted, reaching back and wrapping his fingers around Lindsey's cock, stroking slowly before sliding back just enough to press against him. "So I'm asking now. Can I ride you?" He waggled his eyebrows, pressing just slightly, teasing.

"Hmmm well this...many many times for one. Want to rim you, blow you, spend a few hours memorizing every inch of you until you are begging me...kind of wanted to try using some toys maybe too."

Lindsey was about to answer when Gabriel continued speaking with his list of things and... Lindsey made a little sound that sounded like a whimper.

"T-toys?" It wasn't very lawyer like how he squeaked out the word.

But all it took was for Gabriel to wiggle himself where he was pressed against him, give him a slight squeeze in his hand, and Lindsey could only gasp out, "Yes."

"Yeah toys. They're fun I promise." He shifted before sinking down onto his cock, letting out a loud moan and throwing his head back. He panted out, closing his eyes as he slid his hands up Lindsey's stomach before coming to a rest on his chest. "Oh fuck..."

He stayed like that a moment, enjoying the feeling of just being completely filled before he lifted up slightly and dropped back down, fucking himself on the man's cock.

Lindsey will have to think about that later when he didn't have an archangel speared on his cock. It felt absolutely amazing, and even though he was topping from the bottom, he didn't mind the feeling at all.

"Hells..." He muttered with his head tossed back and his length of throat exposed as a thin white column. "You're so tight..." This was tighter than that girl he did back in university although, given, it had been quite a while now. He might not be remembering it quite right anymore.

Didn't matter, he had no doubt that the archangel felt better.

He chuckled, sound ragged as he bent forward to mouth over his adam's apple and suck on sensitive skin. "You feel...so fucking good Lindsey." He moaned, setting up a rhythm. "Oh fuck..." He bit down on his throat, leaving a bite mark.

He circled his hips, sitting back up after a moment to angle himself, driving down onto his cock. He cried out when he hit his prostate, clenching around Lindsey.

Lindsey's eyes practically rolled to the back of his head with how well Gabriel manipulated himself over his cock. He tried to buck up but the hold on his chest kept him held down and his grip on the archangel's hips were more for balance than to do real control. It did tighten though when the angel clenched tightly around him.

"Ah hell... never thought you'd like riding," Lindsey admitted in between slower moments when Gabriel wasn't riding his brains out of his skull. And here Lindsey was all ready to be the one fucked out every time.

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