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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"Or messy," Lindsey retorted with a practical assessment of such a situation. He also never really imagined that ever happening with him although with how he looked towards Gabriel, he was slowly realizing that it might.

His grin when he found out that the archangel was, of all things, ticklish, was one of absolute evil delight. "Is that so?" he smirked and ran his fingers over Gabriel purposefully to tickle him.

Let's see if the angel could still zap anything now.

"Messy can be fun. Especially if you get to use your tongue to clean up." He kissed his jaw softly. He was about to say something else when suddenly Lindsey was tickling him and he yelped, squirming against him before flinging himself away and onto his back.

He panted, hands up to try and grab Lindsey if he tried again. "Knock it off!" He laughed, eyes sparkling with mirth. "Thats not fair!"

Taking pity on the angel, Lindsey stopped, for now. Yet now he knew at least one weakness of the archangel's though it did make him wonder, how could a creature with feathered wings be ticklish?

"Not fair for what? I don't recall there being any rules of engagement for this," Lindsey continued smirking as he ran one hand down Gabriel's side. It was good to know that he could turn tables on the angel if he wanted to.

Sprawling over Gabriel's laid out form, he nuzzled at the archangel's neck playfully.

He wiggled again when he felt the hand running down his side. "Mmm I'll think up rules later. Right now I think I want you to kiss me. And then food. Because I'm hungry." He tilted his head slightly, closing his eyes.

"Unless you'd rather stay out here a bit longer. I might have to fix the skylight over the bed...been thinking about it." He turned, kissing him again. "Take out the skylight...nothing between us and the stars tonight..."

The fingers trailing down Gabriel turned into a warm palm that rubbed gentle circles over the archangel's hips. Leaning up, Lindsey obliged that wish and kissed the other man deeply and as passionately as he could make it.

"Yes, you mentioned something about pizza?" Lindsey murmured although he rather enjoyed just curling against Gabriel like this. Nothing to do... it wasn't a bad feeling. Very refreshing compared to his normally busy life.

"As long as it doesn't rain, I don't care if you remove the whole roof to your place. No rain, no bugs, and no sky invaders from another dimension."

He grasped the back of his neck, kissing back lazily until he knew Lindsey would need to pull away for air. "I could easily become addicted to kissing you." He chuckled before looking around them for a moment.

"Yes, pizza. Nice, hot, and gooey coming right up. Brace yourself. I'm zapping us." He snapped and suddenly instead of being naked on a floating mattress in the ocean they were lying on the couch with Lindsey more firmly on top of him. "Well this is nice."

He winked, nudging him up lightly. "No rain, bugs, or aliens, gotcha."

All it took was one blink while he was gasping for breath and he was suddenly inside the bungalow that Gabriel had been preening about. Lindsey also noted with amusement that despite their change in locations and positions, he was still naked.

"Am I going to be naked the whole time I'm here?"

He sat up so he could get a better look around the place. "I don't know about you, but it feels weird to be eating dinner naked."

Of course, the last thing on Gabriel's mind had been clothes and he blushed, making a face. "Wasn't thinking about clothes. Sorry." He snapped and suddenly they were both in comfortable, loose pjs. Thankfully the breeze still blew through the house, keeping them from getting overheated.

He sat up as well before standing, motioning to the kitchen. "Any kind of pizza you want. Its all here. Anything left I'll just...put up for leftovers. Cold pizza for breakfast rocks. Oh and no I don't plan on you being naked the whole time...just most." He winked.

Lindsey had to admit, black silken pjs were pretty comfortable and he had Gabriel to thank for that. "So... I'm in a magical world with a magical kitchen. Remind me again, why are we having cold pizza for breakfast when it could be warm or fresh again?"

He arched his brows at the archangel and stood as well, moving to follow Gabriel in. It had been a long while since he had a meat lover's pizza with everything on it.

"I guess as long as I won't get burned or catch a cold, or have to stand before a jury like that, I don't really mind."

"Oh come on! I love fresh pizza too, but cold pizza for breakfast is AMAZING!" He laughed, reaching for the first box that sat on the kitchen counter. He flipped it open, looking down at the meat lovers pizza before looking at Lindsey.

"You are really starting to get the hang of that, aren't you?" He kissed him quickly before setting it down for him. He grabbed the next box and when he flipped it open he made a happy sound as he looked at the deep dish pepperoni with extra cheese and mushroom. He also summoned two beers, grabbing them and motioning back to the living room.

"I'm throwing some random comedy on the tv. Come on." He bounced a bit happily before smiling and heading back into the living room.

"You're saying all I have to do is use my imagination and things become reality... how hard can that be?" Smirking, Lindsey grabbed his pizza and followed after Gabriel to the vacated couch. Meat lovers with extra cheese, it was heart attack inducing and he could care less.

"Comedy? Sure," he said as he grabbed one of the beers and sighed loudly as he sank into the couch. Taking his first bite of pizza, he all but groaned out in absolute delight.

"Just the way I remembered it... I'm not going to wake up and find this is a dream and I'm hungry for pizza, am I?"

He grabbed the tv remote, flipping it on and snapping to turn on some random comedy that happened to be popular currently. He shrugged before looking over at him. "Not many humans can get the hang of it so quickly. They end up wishing for...well, going overboard and such."

He shifted, snuggling up next to him as he took a bite of his pizza, his own groan sounding practically pornographic. "Man its been ages since I had good pizza!"

He smiled up at Lindsey. "Nope you are really eating pizza in the middle of nowhere."

"Because that sounds so much more believable," Lindsey said with a smirk and settled back again to eat, unbothered by the fact that the sentence really made no sense.

"I suppose that's how the television works without electricity too?" Lindsey was amused when he saw there were no wires coming out of the set. Not that there were any sockets for it to plug into anyway.

"Gabriel," he smiled smugly at the angel after a bite of pizza, "I have very good control over my thoughts."

"What!? I'm serious! When most people are given the ability to do so, it runs wild. I was waiting for you to pop up things you'd dreamed of as a kid...I've had it happen." He gave Lindsey a serious look before kissing his cheek.

"Everything works here because I want it to. Or...we want it to. Its all in how you look at it." He kissed his shoulder before turning back to his pizza, chowing down.

"I'm glad you do. You can let go sometimes though, just have fun with it Mr. Workaholic."

"We have random mind readings at Wolfram and Hart. Of course I need a good grip on my thoughts."

Smirking, Lindsey polished off another piece of pizza and comfortably settled shoulder to shoulder with Gabriel while he held a third piece.

"So, how often do you bring a guy home with you? Once every decade?" Obviously there had been others, Gabriel said as much.

He nodded at the comment about the mind readers, thinking about them and the rest of his company for a few moments before suddenly looking surprised at the next question.

"Guys and girls. The last...being I brought here was...a while ago. Her name is Kali." He wondered if Lindsey would catch the name and understand just who he was referring to.

The pizza stopped halfway to his mouth when Gabriel answered his question. Lindsey, being in the unique career that he was in, naturally made the association to the destructive Goddess.

"You don't mean Kali?" he asked, pausing to look wide eyed at the archangel beside him. It also didn't slip beneath his notice that Gabriel had been vague with 'being'.

"... when's the last time you brought a human here?"

"Kali the Destroyer, yes. She was fun. We spent a couple hundred years together, but things just didn't work out." He shrugged a shoulder like it was nothing, finishing off his third slice.

He slowly looked over at Lindsey, watching him for a moment. "Umm human?" He thought about it, remembering back before speaking. "Last human I brought here was...during the Roman Empire?"

"I'm feeling a little outclassed," Lindsey answered wryly as he buried the next piece of pizza into his mouth. Rather, he suppose he should be feeling very honored instead that the archangel who played with gods and deities found him interesting instead. He still didn't understand it, but he deserved to be damned if he didn't take advantage of it.

"But Roman Empire... wasn't that the age of debauchery?" All this time, he hadn't paid attention to what was playing on the TV at all.

"Yes it was." He smiled brightly. "I brought one or two humans here during that time, but they never stayed for very long. They chose to go back and...well needless to say they always thought it had been a wonderful dream so they never called for me." He shifted, lifting Lindsey's pizza box, draping his legs over the man before laying the box back down.

"I normally don't take interest in humans. Not...for a very long time." He glanced at him briefly. "Not saying you, but most humans have...short attention spans. They find something better and brighter or they don't believe so...they write it all off." He started on his fourth slice.

"As much as you might not believe me on a lot of things, I wanted to spend time with you. To get to know you, because you don't seem like the others. You are interesting and enjoyable to be around." He smiled again. "I don't do these things for you because I expect something out of you. Honestly. Lindsey..." He frowned slightly then instead. "I know what you think sometimes. If I only had you around for sex I wouldn't have you around."

Dealing with an archangel was going to be very tricky business, it seemed, if Gabriel kept reading his thoughts. Lindsey started a frown, but stopping himself before it could be fully noticeable, he stuffed his mouth with a bite of pizza instead.

"Human lives must be like a blink of an eye compared to those others who interest you," Lindsey said neutrally after he swallowed his pizza. To be perfectly truthful, he still couldn't figure out why Gabriel found him interesting at all. He wasn't an immortal, he wasn't even an experienced lover, and even he knew he had more flaws than anything that pleased.

Not liking the direction those thoughts were going down, Lindsey forcefully moved himself from them. Time to change Gabriel's line of thought too.

"A third of the movie's over and I don't even know the title of what we're watching."

He tilted his head, watching Lindsey for a moment before setting down the slice of pizza he'd been holding. "Honestly? Yeah. Human lives are so very short, but you all live it so much better! Gods and angels and...all the other immortal creatures are all so boring!" He shifted, turning so he could stare at Lindsey in the eyes. "Honestly, for as much as my brother Lucifer hates humans because of their flaws? I think you are all beautiful. Perfectly flawed because of free choice."

He leaned back against the arm, trying to think of how to elaborate. "Free will...even angels have it, but only to a degree without becoming something else. Unless I choose a different path, yes I will live forever. I can be killed but...well nothing on Earth can do it. You though, Lindsey...because your life is limited it is beautiful. You take risks and make choices every day, you live your life."

He sighed then, blushing brightly and making a face before turning and looking at the tv. "I honestly just snagged something current. Its apparently some popular comedy out right now?"

How could one be perfectly flawed? It looked like every choice he made was a bad one and everything he did only lead him closer to that Hell that Gabriel's brother supposedly ruled. He couldn't recall doing things he wanted to do, didn't even know what he wanted, so how can that be considered living?

Realizing he was getting dragged back to the thoughts he wanted to escape, Lindsey shook his head and closed his pizza box. "I'm good," he said although he couldn't tell if it was his lost of appetite or if he really was full, more likely a mixture of the two.

"And I wouldn't know. Like I said... I haven't watched anything in some time. But... if you can... rewind it? Maybe we'll watch it properly this time."

He nodded, finishing off the pizza slice he was eating before snapping to make the movie restart completely. He shifted slightly, watching the man for a moment before setting his pizza on the coffee table and switching around until his head was in Lindsey's lap and he was looking up at him.

"Promise I'm not reading your thoughts...but you think too much. I can see it on your face." He pulled him down, kissing him softly. "So just relax. Enjoy yourself. Eat, drink, and be merry!" He smiled before shifting and wrapping an arm around Lindsey before focusing on the tv.

"My job is to think," Lindsey retorted and he tried to settle back like Gabriel suggested. What the angel said niggled at the back of his mind though until Lindsey could place him quoting from, unsurprisingly, the bible.

"You know, I'm pretty sure Wolfram and Hart employees are supposed to swear off the word of God." He was trying to joke at least. It was also apparent that although the movie restarted, it really didn't interest Lindsey much.

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