Wednesday: Gifts

[sycophantastic.livejournal.com]

Good morning/afternoon/evening, everyone, & welcome to day three of my guest-hosting week. I'm very pleased to announce my third theme - Gifts.

You can interpret "gifts" as tangible in some way - a puppy, a space-ship, a trip to Disneyland, firearms, dance lessons, etc - and they can be given for whatever occasion you like (or for no particular occasion at all). You can also interpret it as something intangible yet significant - life, love, freedom, closure, peace of mind, etc. Alternately, feel free to interpret it as the special skills, abilities, endowments, etc. that a character may possess, & prompt accordingly. It's up to you!

Please keep these rules in mind when posting prompts:

• Only three prompts for the same fandom.
• Only five prompts in a row (though if one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again).
• No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.
• Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.

Prompt formatting examples (because proper formatting for the code monkeys is good manners):

Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, "Would it kill you to be just a little bit appreciative?" "Gabriel, why the hell would I 'appreciate' this many blow-up dolls?"
Sherlock (BBC), John/Sherlock, it doesn't matter what John does, how careful he thinks he's been - Sherlock ALWAYS knows what he's bought him for any occasion
Doctor Who/Torchwood, Ten + Rose + Jack + any (or any combination thereof), sometimes the Doctor's uncanny ability to talk himself into or out of any situation is a gift... & sometimes it's just annoying

Nothing grabbing your attention? That's alright, there are plenty of Lonely Prompts out there waiting for love.

And remember - each fill is like a gift to the prompter, so really, you're participating doubly every time you post a comment fic today. Therefore have fun & give as much as you can!

(theme=gifts)

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Filled: Burnt Sugar

[hils.livejournal.com]

This was just embarrassing, and Sam knew that if Dean were here instead of on vacation with Castiel he’d tell him as much. At length.

He thought he’d been prepared for anything. Finding himself with an archangel for a boyfriend was just the final piece in what has been a far cry from ordinary life. With the amount of shit and weirdness that had been tossed his way over the years he should have been able to tackle anything.

Apparently not.

Sam hissed as he ran his hand under the cold water of the kitchen sink and prayed his little ‘experiment’ wouldn’t set off the smoke detector. His fingers were already turning red in places and he knew they were going to sting for a while after this.

“Whoa! Something smells char grilled in here. Sam, have you been playing with the holy oil again because I told you. . .”

Despite the fact they were now several months into their relationship, Sam still wasn’t used to Gabriel popping in without a word. Especially since Gabriel liked to materialize so close to Sam that their bodies were pressed against each other.

This time, because Sam was in front of the sink, Gabriel was pressed against his back and took a playful nip at Sam’s shoulder.

Sam moaned softly, the pain of his burned hands almost forgotten.

“What are you doing?” Gabriel asked as he rubbed one hand between the blades of Sam’s shoulders. “I’d usually have you naked by now.”

“I had a bit of an accident,” Sam replied sheepishly and the hand instantly stilled on his back.

“Show me.”

It wasn’t a request. Gabriel’s voice was low and rough, filled with what Sam knew was a protective urge to smite whatever it was that had hurt him.

He shut off the faucet and turned to face Gabriel, offering his hands for inspection.

“It’s my own stupid fault. I wanted to make something for you. Today’s the anniversary of God bringing you back. I wanted to celebrate and I know how much you love sweet things so I thought caramel. Apparently cooking is not my strong point.”

Gabriel had Sam’s hands in his and even though Sam’s hands were twice their size, Sam could feel Gabriel’s power even though he was being nothing but gentle.

The frown melted from his face as Sam spoke and he smiled, a mixture of amusement and appreciation shining in his eyes.

“Aww, honey. You went to all that trouble for me? Here, let me fix these up for you.”

He grinned wickedly and raised Sam’s hand to his mouth, wrapping his lips around one of his fingers and suckling gently while his tongue swiped at the tender area. Sam’s eyes rolled in his head.

“Fuck,” he hissed as a heat blossomed in his gut and spread through him.

“We’re getting to that part,” Gabriel smirked after slowly letting Sam’s finger slide away. “Just let me take care of these first.”

Sam didn’t need to look to know that the burns on the finger Gabriel had been attending to were now gone. Of course his archangel boyfriend had healing saliva or whatever. Yet another awesome part of the awesome package.

Gabriel had moved on to the next digit now and Sam had to wonder who exactly was gifting whom.

Re: Filled: Burnt Sugar

[littlehollyleaf.livejournal.com]

Eeee! *bounces* *loves*

Re: Filled: Burnt Sugar

[hils.livejournal.com]

Hehe! Thanks!

Re: Filled: Burnt Sugar

[pyrebi.livejournal.com]

Sorry sorry sorry for the delay in commenting! D:

Eeeeheehee, healing saliva! God, that's too funny. Of course Gabriel would suck it better. ;D

Thanks so much for this adorable, fun fill! ♥