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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Oh holy hell, Lindsey was going to KILL him like this. The fingers teasing over his cock and the husky words were beelining straight to his twitching, leaking cock. Gabriel rolled his hips into the touches before turning and opening his eyes to stare into the man's while licking his lips.

Fuck that moan was arguably the hottest thing he'd ever heard in his long life. He reached out, pulling Lindsey tight against him, pressing their foreheads together. "Linds...fu...fuck..." He swallowed hard, pressing their lips together in a soft kiss.

God he couldn't remember a time when he'd been this turned on just from someone talking to him and barely touching him.

Now wouldn't that be something, Lindsey killing his guardian archangel with just dirty talk. But then, that was why they called it little deaths, right?

His ghosting fingers went back down the shaft then up again, giving it stimulation but not overly much. He could feel how it trembled in his circling grip though, he could feel how near the angel was.

So when he kissed back, he stabbed his tongue in and moaned again in what he hoped was a wanton desperate sound of slut.

"Please," he murmured against the archangel's lips after their kiss ended. "Please, I need you so bad. I need to squeeze you with my fuckhole... I need to feel your warm seed gushing in and leaking back out. You won't make me wait, will you?"

He brushed his thumb over the slit again. "Own. Me."

He sucked at Lindsey's tongue quickly, whining softly at the sounds and the words and fuck it was all too much and just not enough at the same time. He clung to Lindsey, eyes pleading with him.

"Linds...puh...more..." He arched up, seeking more friction on his straining cock. Of course, in the end he didn't need it because the thumb moving over his slit and those oh so tantalizing words had him spilling over his hand.

He cried out, body shaking with the strength of it as a white light flashed over the room. Thankfully, he'd had enough sense left to push his arm weakly over Lindsey's eyes, protecting them from the flash. He panted as he laid there, eyes closed. After several moments he actually managed to form a word. "Mine?"

His lips quirked into a lazy smirk.

Lindsey smirked in triumph when he felt the thick, hot liquid squirt over his hand. He increased his pressure then and gave the angel strong strokes to coax the most out of him, but nothing prepared him for the white flash of light.

He gasped as his vision was suddenly taken by Gabriel's arm thrown over his eyes, but it was still enough to leave dancing spots behind them even after the angel took his limb away.

"What was that?" he whispered. Dazed eyes tried to focus back on the grinning man before him but it took several blinks before he could clear the spots. But once recovered, Lindsey's lazy smirk was back and he was ready to tease. "Yours... but you didn't fuck me. I'll be yours next time when you actually stick it in me."

He shifted, blushing slightly. "I lost...control. That was my true form. I had to protect you from seeing me." He smiled sheepishly before waving his hand, cleaning them up again. "No one has ever made me lose control like that." He stretched languidly before relaxing into the soft bed.

He held his arms out, wanting Lindsey to come cuddle with him. "I'll fuck you when I feel like I can move. And I plan on doing exactly what you asked for..christ, Linds. Gonna fill you up and...make you beg and all of it."

It was Lindsey's turn to flush when Gabriel said those things. Lindsey had said them with the intention of making the angel come, he didn't actually intend to ask for it. Now that he had accomplished his goal, hearing Gabriel promise to do them to him brought imagery to his mind that turned his cheeks bright red.

He quickly moved into Gabriel's arms if only to hide how bright his cheeks were. It didn't help that with the mirrors everywhere, he could see himself and how he looked like a sunburned tomato.

"You can get rid of the mirrors now."

It took him a moment to realize what Gabriel called him. When was the last time he heard that nickname? Probably from one of his siblings. He smiled a bit at the familiarity.

He looked around, having completely forgotten about the mirrors. He laughed, snapping and watching as they all disappeared one by one. One did linger, just for a moment. It showed them the way they were at that moment, Lindsey lying in Gabriel's arms before it, too disappeared.

"Get some rest. I'll find something fun for us to do tomorrow. Maybe I'll take you on a tour of the island." He kissed the top of his head, closing his eyes as the blankets suddenly appeared over them.

"Mmm, I can look forward to that," Lindsey murmured. He was already drifting though, so now told officially by the angel that he should go to sleep, he did. The sated smile was still there and with his eyes closed, his features were softened even more after sex.

In no time at all, he drifted off and slept soundly in the angel's arms.

He stretched a bit, waiting until Lindsey was definitely deeply asleep before he slipped out of the bed, producing a copy of himself to cuddle with Lindsey while he was gone. He padded softly out of the bedroom before snapping his normal clothing into place, smiling down and nodding.

Gabriel rolled his shoulder, tugging his jacket a bit before glancing one time towards the bedroom and suddenly disappearing. Suddenly he found himself in a living room in the middle of the night. He was invisible just in case anyone happened to be awake.

He moved silently through the house, just to make sure he was in the right place and he smiled when he sensed Lindsey, albeit not HIS Lindsey in the house. Finally he headed back downstairs, deciding not to use his usual finger snaps. No, instead he would just summon the things he wanted.

It took a few hours before it was perfected, but when he was done there was a huge Christmas tree in the corner of the living room and it was piled with toys, clothes, and everything else the family could imagine. He'd also fully stocked their kitchen, making sure they had everything for Christmas Dinner. He paused, summoning a small card that only said "Your Guardian Angel" on it as well as a teddy bear dressed as an angel. He wrapped a ribbon around its neck, making a tag with Lindsey's name on it.

Once he felt everything was perfect he skipped ahead a couple of years. It was the same each time he skipped. The family would find that they had been given a wonderful Christmas, toys and clothes, food, anything he could dream up for them. Once there had even been a new car in the driveway with an envelope filled with money in the console.

Always, there was a note that simply stated "Your Guardian Angel." This happened throughout Lindsey's life. Gabriel never revealed himself. Only left a note or a card for them to find. He watched Lindsey grow up, turning from a child to a teen, and then finally into an adult.

He smiled as he looked around Lindsey's place, humming softly before slipping into his bedroom. He watched him for a moment and his smile brightened before he slipped back out. He rubbed his hands together, ready to make this the best surprise of any of the ones he'd given the man.

Once again an elaborate Christmas tree appeared in the middle of the living room, decorated merrily. This time everything beneath was only for Lindsey. There were no toys, but there were other things Lindsey might like. He included clothes as well, knowing Lindsey probably needed some.

He filled Lindsey's kitchen, just like he had every other time he had popped into his life. There was a huge Christmas Dinner in there as well. Once he double checked over all that he nodded, moving back into the living. Now, for the best part and the finishing touch.

He once again rubbed his hands together before summoning up a beautiful Gibson acoustic guitar. He made it custom, with Lindsey's name engraved on the head. He summoned a stand for it, resting it gently down before a red and gold bow appeared around the neck.

Of course, last he summoned up the card with his usual signature, resting it gently on top of the guitar where he knew Lindsey would see.

Never before had he stuck around to see the responses of Lindsey or his family, but this time...no this time he would stay. Lindsey would never know he was there though so he skipped ahead just a few hours, smiling as the sun came pouring in through the windows of the small apartment.

Seven Years Ago

Second year of university and Lindsey was barely scraping by himself. He got the scholarship, left home and never looked back. It meant he was all on his own, but hey, it wasn't like his family ever offered him any support.

No, he will not live that life anymore. School was his way out and even if he had to work his own part time jobs to cover his living expenses, he'd do it to get himself through.

It was tough though, living alone, working nearly every day and being a full time student on top of it all. He barely got to rest if not for the holidays. When Christmas finally came around, he wasn't out celebrating. With no parties waiting for him and no family to spend it with, he spent it doing what he needed most: sleeping. There were no presents to open anyway, and to him, it was just another day but with the added bonus that he didn't have to work.

So Lindsey didn't roll out of bed until 2 pm, and thinking that he'd have a quick microwaved lunch, he groggily walked out of his bedroom and all but froze at the doorway.

He rubbed his eyes, rubbed them again and blinked several more times as he walked up to the Christmas tree that waited for him there. It was like those other times in his childhood... a mysterious benefactor, his Guardian Angel. He never thought that even out here in the city, his mystery angel would follow him here. A part of him had never shaken the thought that it might've been a neighbor, or even his useless drunk of a father even though none of it quite added up. Here though, this time was the first time he believed it was an actual miracle.

He fell to his knees at the base of it, grinning with childish joy at the presents he discovered there. New clothes, food... he stopped his rummaging when he noticed the guitar though and reached for it with a whispered, 'oh my god'.

Grasping it, his fingers ran over its surface slowly with a reverent touch, tracing her patterns, touching the wood. He handled her with such fragile care like he was afraid he would break it if he held it too hard. "It's..." Then he found the engraving on the top and tears actually sprung to his eyes.

"Thank you," he looked up and around to the empty room. He didn't know what to think about his Guardian Angel anymore, real or mystical, but he didn't care as he whispered again, "Thank you..."

The next several minutes he spent tuning it, and Gabriel would leave with the memory of him playing song after song on his new strings while grinning like a five year old.

He had watched for as long as he could, smiling softly as tears sprang to his eyes. He sighed, brushing them away quickly. He disappeared, popping back into the bungalow. He snapped his fingers, hearing the sound echo in the quiet of the house as his clothes melted away.

After several moments he slipped back into the bedroom, crawling up into the bed and back to Lindsey's side as his copy shimmers into nothingness. He kissed the top of Lindsey's head softly, arms wrapped back around him and pulling him close.

In his sleep, Lindsey snuggled closer at the kiss, never having suspected the archangel left at all. A soft smile played on his features as he remained peaceful in his slumber.

He shifted slightly, sliding a leg between the man's gently, just to get even closer. He watched Lindsey sleep for a while before finally laying his head down, letting himself fall asleep.

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