Aaron was irritated. His car was late, a bird shit on him, and to top it all off, he had to drop out of a role he really wanted due to a scheduling conflict. But all these little inconveniences dissipated once he heard her laughter. Kiki Davis. His beautiful and talented co-star whom he had a little crush on. When they first met she was so warm and welcoming and he immediately felt comfortable in her presence. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Her energy was quite the contrast to the dark, gory horror film they were starring in together. He began making his way to hair and makeup when he heard her sweet voice.

“Okay I see you buff daddy all big and shit in ya lil suit.” Kiki said, smiling big trying to hold back her laughter.

“Girl you play too much but you look good your damn self, spin around for me real quick.” Aaron said, staring down at her shorter frame. Kiki raised her eyebrow at his boldness. Usually he would give her a cute laugh and blush a bit but she enjoyed this more confident version of him. Doing as he asked, she began spinning, showing off her beautiful figure in her cute little dress. He couldn't help staring at her ass and the way it sat up so nice. All he wanted to do was lift her dress up and spank her. Kiki noticed the way he was looking at her and gave him a wide smile. She moved closer to him and as she felt her nipples slightly graze his chest she scaled her eyes from his wide chest, neck, lips, and finally his beautiful eyes.

“You know, if you wanted to see my ass, all you had to do was ask.” And with a wink and a smile she was gone, whisked back to hair and makeup. Aaron was stuck. His own assistant ushered him to his waiting room. He had no idea how the hell he was going to make it through this press junket.

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“It was the craziest thing I'd ever seen. The way they just kept slipping and sliding, it was never ending.” Kiki laughed as she recounted watching the stunt people coordinate a chase scene on set while having to run on a bloody floor. Aaron was so enamored with her he completely missed the interviewer asking him the same question.

“Aaron? You okay my man?” The interviewer laughed, causing the audience to giggle.

“Yeah, you okay Aaron?” Kiki teased. Aaron had to recover fast so he said the first thing that came to mind.

“Ummmm, I actually loved Kiki's fight scene. I feel like she gave it her all and it was nice watching how she mixed her karate and boxing training. It was really cool to watch her in her element.” Aaron said as he looked at Kiki and smiled. Kiki winked at him and that sent a shiver down his back.

“Of course you'd pick one of my scenes as your favorite. I expect nothing less from the man who's madly in love with me.” Kiki joked. The whole audience “ooooohed” and laughed at that. Aaron looked Kiki dead in the eyes, not backing down.

“And so what if I am? What then?” Aaron challenged. Kiki's smile dropped, expecting him to go shy or laugh off her flirting like he always does. She was not prepared for him to flirt back. Oh the stakes have definitely been raised.

“Oh Aaron. Trust me baby, you don’t want this smoke.” Kiki said. Aaron still wasn’t backing down.

“Kiki, Kiki, Kiki………..I want all the smoke.” He replied. The audience erupted in chaos after he said that. Aaron and Kiki stared each other down with a pure, intense lust.

“Is it me or is it getting hot in here?” The interviewer asks, earning some laughs from the audience. The interview continues with a little more light flirting and more on set anecdotes from Aaron and Kiki.  Once the interview was done, their assistants came to bring them backstage. Before Kiki can enter her dressing room, she turns to Aaron, stopping him in his tracks. 

“Sooooo some of us are going to the Moonlight Lounge. You wanna come?” Kiki asks.

“I’d love to. I have to stop home first but I’ll meet you all there.” Aaron said. Kiki watched him walk away and she knew she was in trouble. She also knew that she would definitely have a piece or at least a taste of that fine ass man, tonight.

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The Moonlight Lounge 9:02 pm

Some of the cast and crew were already a bit tipsy by the time Aaron arrived. He was amused seeing them all let their guard down. He saw Kiki and their other costar, Vanessa Leon, sitting by themselves talking and laughing. Vanessa saw Aaron before Kiki did and smirked whole making eye contact with him.

“And looked what the cat dragged in. Hey handsome.” Vanessa flirted, making Aaron smile.

“Hey V, see you've had a few drinks already.” Aaron chuckled. 

“Boy I've only had like 3 of these weak ass cocktails.” Vanessa said. Judging by her hiccups, he could tell that they were getting to her. After damn near falling over she excused herself to the restroom.

Aaron took a look at Kiki and almost lost his cool when they made eye contact. He appreciated the way her dress accentuated her curves and breasts. He could just imagine sucking on them while she rode him. 

“There you go staring off into space again. What's on your mind, pretty eyes?” Kiki asked.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how much I enjoyed working with you this past summer.” Aaron spoke. Kiki’s eyebrow rose and she gave him a wide smile.

"Awww I really enjoyed working with you too. You wanna get out of here? I’m kind of over this and I’m ready to take this dress off.” Kiki said. Aaron gave her a devilish smile and helped her to her feet. Just as they were about to walk out of the door, they saw Vanessa coming from the bathroom.

“Leaving so soon yall?” She asked.

“Yeah and maybe you should be heading out soon too V?” Kiki said.

“Oh girl I already called my man to come take my ass home.  I don’t know why I thought I could hang. I am not in my 20s anymore. But yall get home safe.” Vanessa replied.

After saying their goodbyes, Aaron led Kiki to his car. He opened his passenger door and helped her secure her seatbelt before getting in himself. He let her put her address in his navigation system and they headed to her house. After a 20 minute drive filled with sexual tension and light conversation, they’d arrived at her beautiful, secluded Los Angeles home. Aaron parked and quickly got out to open her car door. Kiki thanked him and began walking towards her gate, punching in the code. After opening her front door, Kiki let out a sigh of relief and took off her heels. Aaron followed suit, taking off his own shoes. He watched as she sashayed to her kitchen to grab them something to drink. He was so entranced by her ass that he didn’t hear her ask what he wanted to drink. 

“Aaron?” Kiki called out confused. He snapped out of it at the sound of her voice and made his way into the kitchen. He looked in her fridge and saw she had a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. He grabbed it and let her direct him to her glass cabinet and he poured them each a glass. They stood in a comfortable silence and just stared each other down. Kiki had some wild ass thoughts floating in her head that made her giggle. She took a sip and relished in the sweet taste of the cool wine. Aaron raised a brown, intrigued by her little outburst. He moved closer to her, stopping just short of her smaller stature.

“And what’s so funny Ms. Davis? He teased. He invaded her personal space, once again admiring her dress and how it clung to her gorgeous figure. He moved a piece of her hair out of her face with his finger then slowly trailed his finger down her arm. 

Kiki was stuck. All she could do was stare at him wordlessly. She got lost in his eyes and before she realized what she was doing, she’d kissed him. She pulled back quickly, embarrassed she’d let herself lose control like that.

“Shit I’m so sor-.” She couldn’t even finish her sentence as Aaron pulled her against him and kissed her back. Kiki gasped out of shock and Aaron used that opportunity to introduce his tongue to hers. Kiki was tonguing him down and he loved how sloppy it was. He tested the waters and slid his hand down to her ass, giving it a light squeeze. Kiki moaned into the kiss, spurring him on. He now had both hands on her ass and was rubbing and squeezing her to his heart's content.

“See this ass right here....it's gon get you in trouble.” Aaron spoke against her lips. Without warning he slapped both of her cheeks so hard, she just knew that he’d leave marks.

“Hmmm do it again.” Kiki purred. Aaron was happy to oblige. He gave her what she wanted and Kiki almost collapsed into his arms. She was in a state of euphoria. Aaron realized he’d accidentally unveiled one of her kinks. He would definitely be using it to his advantage. “So you like to be spanked? Hmmmm.” Aaron playfully taunted. He was in heaven. He’d finally got to see what Ms. Kiki Davis was about and he was more than ready to show her what the fuck he was about. He picked her up and sat her on her kitchen island, careful not to knock over their forgotten glasses of wine. Kiki’s was burning up on the inside. This man had her feral as hell and she couldn’t wait to rip his clothes off. Aaron was just as needy and wasted no time in pulling down the front of her dress.

“Mmmm, imma enjoy these.” He said as he latched onto her left nipple. He played with her right as he flicked his tongue against her warm flesh. Her moans were music to his ears and he loved knowing it was him that had her feeling this way.

“Yeessssss fuck babyyyyyy.” Kiki moaned. She’d never had an orgasm from nipple stimulation but there’s a first time for everything. Aaron switched sides and gave her right nipple the same treatment as the left. Once he’d had his feel, he pulled back and gave her a once over.

“You really are fucking beautiful. I’m glad I finally got you alone.” He said as he dragged his hands down to her ankles and brought them up onto the counter. He held one leg in his hand and admired her pretty lavender painted toes. She felt like he was staring into her soul as he picked up her foot and planted soft kisses on her ankle. Without warning, Kiki felt a warm, wet sensation and watch as Aaron’s tongue swirled around her big toe. He moaned and she almost came right then and there. She was enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her so much that she hadn’t noticed that he’d raised her dress up a bit and was slipping his pointer finger in her underwear.

“Oh my fucking god.” Kiki whined as Aaron’s finger circled her clit. His movements were slow and calculated as he continued to suck on her toe. The dueling sensations had Kiki feeling like she was floating on a cloud. He added his middle finger to the mix and she began grinding up against him.

“Fuck you’re so damn wet. I can hear that pussy talking to me. I bet she tastes even better than she feels.” He praised. He pulled his fingers from her underwear and put them in his mouth. He closed his eyes and savored her taste. He dipped his fingers into her entrance and collected some of her juices. He brought his fingers to her mouth and watched as she licked her own essence from her fingers. He kissed her once more and as they kissed, Kiki could taste herself on his tongue. Aaron took his spit and cum covered fingers and circled them around her nippled. He sucked her nipple back into his mouth and cleaned up his mess. He gently nudged her backwards so she could lay down on the counter. She spread her legs and felt a cool breeze on her soaked underwear. Aaron effortlessly lifted her up and slid off her underwear. He wasted no time diving into her pussy. He licked a long stripe up her center and began eating her out like a starved neanderthal.

Kiki grabbed his head and grinded against his lips, chasing her orgasm. He was breaking her down in the best way and she couldn’t get enough.

“Right there right there right there-OH FUUUUCK.” Kiki screamed. Aaron moved back and watched as she squirted. He leaned down and caught some of her juices, drinking from her as if she was his personal water fountain. He watched as she made a mess all over her kitchen, smiling smugly at his handiwork. He rubbed her thighs, helping her come down from her high. Kiki was shook. That was one of her most powerful orgasms ever and it was all because of her fine ass co-star. 

“You good Ms. Davis?” Aaron asked her, still smiling at her.

“Nigga wipe that smug ass smile off you face and help me down.” Kiki said, amused that he was so impressed with himself. After being placed on the floor, she walked to her hall closet, grabbing a big towel to clean up her mess off of her island. She knew she’d have to deep clean but tonight was not the night for that. While she cleaned up the floor, Aaron grabbed her from behind, and held her against his body.

“You know I’m not done with you right?” He whispered into her ear. She smiled and turned around in his arms. She gave him a quick kiss then pulled him towards her living room.

“Oh I know. Now go sit down so I can eat that dick up.” Kiki commanded. Aaron obeyed her and sat down on her sofa and watched as she crawled to him, stopping just short of his legs. He could just tell that she’d devour him and he was prepared to go all night with her.

Gabriel groaned in pain, clutching his head. He sank to his knees on the floor, yelling out as what felt like knives sank through his ears into his head. The sound of a thousand voices all condemning him.

“Gabe? Gabriel!” He barely heard Y/N yell, sprawling to the edge of the bed. Gabriel grit his teeth, trying to block the voices out of his head again. When the pain was finally gone, he sat up and turned to face his concerned girlfriend. “Gabe, what’s going on? Are you okay?” She held his face in her hands.

He looked up at her, concern and worry written all over his face. “I’m- I’m fine. It’s just angel radio… Something’s wrong.”

She furrowed her brow. “I thought you blocked that out?”

“I-I did… They got through. It’s… It’s bad Y/N/N.” He wouldn’t look her in the eye.

“Gabe. You’re scaring me. Just tell me what’s going on, I can help.” If only she knew…

Gabriel got on one knee and grabbed Y/N’s hands. “Do you trust me?”

She furrowed her brow again, shaking her head. “Gabe, tell me what’s going on, so help me-”

“Please, Y/N. Answer the question. Do you trust me?” His voice furthered the panicked tone in the room.

“Of course I do.” She squeezed his hand.

“Then this will have to wait,” he swallowed, reaching up to her forehead. Y/N started to protest, something about kicking his ass, but before she could finish, Gabe pressed his fingers to her forehead, and she slumped over onto him, showering Gabriel in Y/H/C hair.

Gabriel stood up, readjusting his girlfriend on his shoulder, and with the sound of his wings, they were gone.

Sam furrowed his brow at the sound of a loud knock at the door of the bunker. He shot his brother a confused look, before cautiously walking up to open it, gun at the ready. He pulled open the door, prepared for a fight but saw only the archangel Gabriel with Y/N Y/L/N slung over his shoulder.

“G-Gabriel?” Sam stuttered, in shock. “Oh my god, is Y/N okay?”

Gabriel looked back and forth between Sam and Dean, downstairs. “You need to help me. Please, I’m begging you. Y/N’s in danger.”

Sam nodded hastily. “Come in then.”

Gabriel mumbled a thank you, hurrying down the stairs into the bunker. Y/N had told him about it before, but he’d never seen it with his own eyes.

“Put her here,” Dean grumbled, pointing at the table, as confused as Sam. Why was an archangel at their door begging for help with an unconscious hunter?

“Alright, you wanna tell us what’s going on?” Dean asked, searching Y/N for injuries.

With the flap of wings, Castiel entered, and immediately had Gabriel by the collar, shoving him into the wall.

“What the hell have you done?” Cas grumbled at his brother, who looked annoyed rather than afraid.

“Woah, woah, woah. Easy, Cas,” Dean and Sam pulled Cas off of Gabriel. “Someone please tell us what’s going on!” Dean exclaimed.

“Gabriel and Y/N have conceived a nephilim. And a powerful one, at that.”

“Y/N’s pregnant?” Sam looked like he was going to throw up. “With your child Gabriel? How could you be so reckless!”

“We- I didn’t exactly do it on purpose! Y/N doesn’t even know yet. I just knocked her out and brought her here.”

“Why?” Growled Dean. “Y/N’s family but we’re not exactly your biggest fans Gabriel!”

Gabriel lifted Dean by his neck up against the wall, radiating with anger. “Do you not understand what’s going on here Winchester? Every angel in creation right now is going to be coming after her! Even I wouldn’t be able to protect her there long with a fucking flock of angels gunning for my girlfriend’s head!” Dean’s expression softened, almost empathetic. Gabriel released him. “I need to protect Y/N. I don’t even really care about the damn baby! But Y/N is not going to die! Not today, not tomorrow, and certainly not because I fucked up and put her in danger.”

The men in the room were silent. They’d never really seen Gabriel like this. A broken man just trying to protect the woman he loved, not the usual conniving sleazebag.

“Okay we need to act fast. It won’t take long before they figure out you’d take her here. We need to get warding, try and block the Nephilim’s energy from leaving the bunker,” said Sam.

Dean nodded. “I’ll go get whatever angel blades I can find. Gabriel, go take Y/N to one of the bedrooms. Preferably in the middle of the bunker. We need to stop that energy from reaching outside.”

Gabriel nodded, scooping Y/N up into his arms and running down the hall.

As Dean instructed, he put her in the room in the dead center of the bunker. As he rested his girlfriend down on the bed, she began to stir.

Her eyes flickered open and she moaned in pain. She always got migraines whenever he put her to sleep.

“Gabe? What- what am I doing in the bunker?” She moaned, reaching for Gabriel. Gabriel hastily got on the small bed with Y/N, leaning over her.

“Hey, sugar. Are you alright?” He swept a lock of hair off of her face.

“I-I’m fine. But what’s going on? You said… Angel radio freaked out right? And that something was really bad? What was it?” Y/N slung her arms around Gabriel’s neck, still lying down.

Gabriel sighed. “You’re not gonna like it Y/N/N.”

Y/N chuckled. “I can handle it.”

Gabriel, being Gabriel, took that as a challenge.

“You’re pregnant. With my child. A Nephilim.”

Y/N’s smile faded. “What? That’s even possible?”

“Yeah. They rarely come to be though. Nephilim are dangerous, powerful. Even more than archangels. So they’re wiped out before their born.”

“A-And the mother with them?”

Gabriel broke eye contact with Y/N, biting his lip. “And the mother with them.”

Y/N took a deep breath, sitting up.

“That’s why I brought you here. To keep you safe.”

Y/N nodded. “So every angel in existence hell bent on killing me. Great. We really fucked up didn’t we?”

Gabriel snorted. “Literally.”