you asked for prompts. Here’s a prompt! <3 Gadreel/Sam – ABO – Claiming bites with Omega!Gadreel pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase

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“I’d like you to claim me.” Gadreel says the words as confidently as he can but inside he’s screaming. If Sam denies him, he doesn’t know what he’ll do.

“You can’t mean that.”

Gadreel lifts his chin. “I’m tired of hiding from the world. I wish I didn’t need to be mated to walk around freely without the fear of getting assaulted but apparently that isn’t the case.”

“The laws are changing -”

“Yeah? That’s exactly the problem. Alphas are taking it out on any unclaimed Omega that they can find. You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it. You’ve at least entertained the idea of claiming me. Now you can.”

When Sam blushes, Gadreel knows for sure that he’s right. He hasn’t imagined Sam’s appreciative stares.

“I have. But I can’t do this if you don’t actually want me in return. There’s gotta be another way,” Sam says, looking everywhere but at Gadreel. His nostrils are flaring, a sign he’s close to giving in.

“I’m looking for a claiming of convenience. That doesn’t mean I don’t want it.”

Sam’s quiet for a long time, long enough Gadreel is afraid he’ll say no.

“Okay,” Sam replies quietly.

At the first sign of Gadreel’s heat, Sam begs him to handcuff Sam to the bed. He says he doesn’t trust himself, that he thinks he’s a monster each time he goes into rut. Gadreel obeys even though he’s not afraid of Sam, never has been. Sam isn’t like many Alphas in a lot of ways – but he’s stubborn to a fault.

When Gadreel lowers himself onto Sam’s thick cock and begins to ride him, he regrets assuming this would be no big deal. He’s underestimated their attraction to each other and certainly underestimated his desire to submit in every possible way.

“Please, Alpha. Please claim me.”

Sam bares his teeth and surges up, sinking them into Gadreel’s exposed throat and claims him on the spot.  

Room to Share

dreamsfromthebunker:

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Words: 5394
Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel
Contains: A/B/O dynamics, AU, Alphas Dean, Sam, Gabriel, Omega Cas, Topping from the bottom, Lots of sex, Porn with Plot

The Winchesters work for a security company, installing panic rooms in the homes of the rich.

The Novak family are the largest real estate brokers in the city.

When Dean and Sam go to finish installing Gabriel and Castiel Novak’s new panic room, things don’t go quite to plan.

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Ever have one of those days where absolutely everything seems to go wrong? For Sam Winchester the day last looked promising when he was out jogging before breakfast. It had been total Disney. Sure, his brother bitched at him once he was back at the house, but that was par the course.

It wouldn’t be a new day unless Dean Winchester was grouching at Sam over his eggs, and saying that he is inhuman to have this much energy first thing in the morning. And stinking up the place with his super happy scent—“Seriously, who the hell gets that happy from just running?!”

But Sam is always grateful that by the time he gets back from his morning run, Dean’s usually showered so he doesn’t smell like the previous night’s conquest. However, on this particular day, things started to go downhill the moment he stepped back into the bungalow, through the back door.

He burned his oatmeal; found Dean had drunk the last of the coffee and then discovered his cell was completely out of juice for no sensible reason. These were simple bothers, and so Sam had toast with banana and a glass of orange juice instead, and put his cell on charge. He then had a shower and thought about the day’s job: finishing a panic room installation at the Novaks’ house was their main focus for the day. And it was simple: finish the wiring, software install and test the systems—nothing special, they’ve done it a hundred times before.

He then headed to the shower. In the bathroom, Sam followed his usual morning routine, mind still on the day’s job. He also tried to figure out what he was going to say to Gabriel Novak, because unless something went wrong with his brand new panic room, Sam would have no reason to see the spunky, short alpha again.

And he really, really wanted to see that alpha in a more social context.

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whataboutthefish:

Wild Thing

The follow up to Masked Protection and part two of a new series Brutal Bonds and Other Stories

Explicit – Alpha!Hannibal, Omega!Will, Bond Completion, Heat Sex, Scent Marking

Summary 

“You’re a cunning boy, Will. I should punish you for what you’ve done…”

Hannibal ran his fingers over the mark on his neck while the hand that held Will down, pushing his face into the cushions of the chaise, those fingers, bit into Will’s flesh.

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Tagging @hannigram-a-b-o-library for their awesome support of all things A/B/O!  Thanks guys xo

whataboutthefish:

Wild Thing

The follow up to Masked Protection and part two of a new series Brutal Bonds and Other Stories

Explicit – Alpha!Hannibal, Omega!Will, Bond Completion, Heat Sex, Scent Marking

Summary 

“You’re a cunning boy, Will. I should punish you for what you’ve done…”

Hannibal ran his fingers over the mark on his neck while the hand that held Will down, pushing his face into the cushions of the chaise, those fingers, bit into Will’s flesh.

Read on Ao3

Tagging @hannigram-a-b-o-library for their awesome support of all things A/B/O!  Thanks guys xo