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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Dean_Winchester
  Character:
      Castiel, Dean_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Riding, Masturbation, Hand_Jobs, Teenage
      Castiel/Teenage_Dean_Winchester, American_Football_Player_Dean, Alternate
      Universe_-_High_School, Smut, Shameless_Smut, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without
      Plot, Banter, Bottom_Castiel, Top_Dean, Underage_Drinking
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-12 Words: 2380
****** A Little Reward ******
by thelonelywriter
Summary
     Dean's football team just scored a major win, so naturally that means
     a kegger at Cas' house. It also means that Cas needs to give Dean a
     little reward.
Notes
     SO, this fic was inspired by the prompt sent to me on tumblr by the
     wonderful and amazing Valentia: "Prompt: After Dean and his football
     team win an important game, the entire school is at the Novaks' place
     celebrating it. And while the party is going on, Cas drags Dean up to
     his room so he can give his boyfriend the reward he deserves (a.k.a.
     Cas slips into (very light) dom mode and rides Dean into oblivion). -
     Valentia" So, I know that you said a very light dom mode so I did
     what I could but I might have not put enough into it because I was a
     little scared of going overboard? So please don't kill me if I fucked
     that up. I hope that for the most part you guys all like this fic, it
     was written and edited in one day so just be kind please alright?
     Read away!!
See the end of the work for more notes
Cas sighed as he leaned against the wall of his living room. It was terribly
loud and there were people with beer everywhere. Cas himself wasn't really one
for parties, but his close cousin Gabriel had done the honors of inviting
almost the whole school over to Castiel's house after the major win for their
school’s football team. So now, Cas was just cringing at any spills or messes
that occurred because he would be the one to clean them up. Well, Dean would
probably stay after everyone left to help. Cas had to give it to Dean, in the
year that they had been dating, Dean definitely deserved the World’s Best
Boyfriend award more than once. The ways Cas gave him that award differed.
Cas smiled softly, thinking of the time that Dean had finished Cas’ homework
for him when Cas fell asleep in his lap one time that they were studying. Or
the time Dean cut class with Cas to go see a movie that Cas had told Dean he
really wanted to see. Even the multiple times that Dean had carried Cas' stuff
as they walked in the halls together at school. That's not to say that Dean and
Cas didn't have their fights, even though their fights usually did end up with
angry makeup sex.
Cas grinned softly at all the memories and thoughts. And then something hit
him. Dean was not only an amazing boyfriend, but he had just won a major
football game. He definitely deserved something for that. Something that Cas
could give him. Now all Cas needed to do was find him in the mass of people.
It took him a little while, but finally Cas found Dean in the dining room
talking with some guys from the team. Cas smiled sweetly over at him and Dean
grinned back, saying something to the guys before walking over to Cas, setting
his cup down. Another thing that Gabriel had insisted on? Making the whole
party a kegger. Dean wasn't drunk though, he was only on his second cup, and
Cas hadn't even picked up a cup.
“There you are. I was looking for you,” Dean told Cas who brushed his nose with
Dean's.
“Mmm, I was too,” Cas hummed back before pressing a lingering kiss to Dean's
lips. “You were really good out there tonight,” Cas went on with a little
smile. Dean grinned back, that grin that always made Cas' heart flutter.
“Thanks, babe,” he replied, kissing Cas once more. Cas smirked as he pressed
closer to Dean, wrapping his arms around Dean's waist.
“I was thinking, y’know,” Cas began, his tone already lowering itself just the
slightest. Dean raised an eyebrow.
“Care to tell me what you were thinking?” Dean questioned, and Cas smirked
wickedly.
“Well, I was just thinking of how you've been so good to me and all and you won
the game and after all that you should really get a reward.”
“A reward?” Dean inquired. Castiel nodded. “What kind of reward are we talking
about?” he went on. Cas bit his lip as he brushed his cheek with Dean's, his
lips right next to Dean's ear, his breath hot, ghosting it as he spoke.
“My bedroom is empty, I figured that I could throw you down on my bed, sit on
your cock, and ride you so hard that you come before I do,” Castiel purred. Cas
could hear Dean's breath hitch, and it made him grin only more. “You think
you’d like that?” Cas murmured.
“Oh, God, yes,” Dean muttered back.
“Good,” Castiel replied, grabbing Dean's hand and tugging him towards the
stairs that the two scurried up quickly before opening the door to Cas' room
and closing it and locking it quickly behind them. Cas grinned when all was
said and done, pressing Dean up against them back of the door, their bodies
flush together. Cas immediately slotted his lips with Dean's, and Dean wasted
no time parting his lips to let Cas' tongue in.
Cas slid his hands up form Dean’s abdomen to his chest where he rested his
palms, where he could feel Dean’s quickened heartbeat. Meanwhile, Dean wrapped
his arms around Cas’ waist and pulled him in as close as possible, the heat of
their bodies mixing.
Dean let Cas take control of the kiss, he let Cas tease him slowly yet
heatedly, their tongues sliding together in the most arousing of ways. Castiel
moaned softly into the kiss, pulling away to suckle at Dean’s lower lip,
nipping at it once before pressing his lips back to Dean’s for another kiss,
this one growing furious.
Cas could already feel Dean growing hard against his leg, so he grinned into
the kiss, grinding his own growing erection into Dean's. Dean moaned softly
into the kiss, reflexively thrusting his hips back up into Cas’. Cas could feel
one of Dean’s hands traveling up his back to card through Cas’ hair. Cas moaned
at the touch, continuing to grind his hips down into Dean's, loving the
friction, the heat of Dean's body against his. But he knew that it could get
better.
Cas slid his hands down to the edges of Dean's jeans as he pulled away from the
kiss, trailing kisses down Dean's neck. He sucked bright red bruises into the
skin as he unbuttoned and unzipped Dean's jeans, reaching past the vee of them,
into his boxers to pull out his cock. Dean groaned at the touch and let his
head fall back against the door, his neck bared for Cas. Cas stroked him a few
times, teased the head with his thumb, dipped it in the slit to feel the
gathering precome. He squeezed gently at the base eliciting a beautiful whimper
from Dean that had Cas grinning. Cas stroked him once more before nibbling on
his earlobe.
“I'm getting lube and a condom, I want you naked on my bed,” Cas murmured,
nipping at Dean's ear once more before pulling away, tugging off his shirt and
immediately working on his jeans as he headed quickly over to his bedside
table. Dean did the same, kicking off his shoes and socks, tugging off his
shirt and kicking aside his jeans and boxers. He walked over to Cas’ bed and
crawled up on it, watching Cas soon do the same.
Cas handed Dean the condom and kissed him hungrily once more as Dean laid back
and Castiel settled between his thighs. He popped open the cap to the lube and
drizzled some onto a few fingers. He rose up onto his knees and reached back,
spreading his cheeks and finding his entrance, slowly slipping one finger past
it with a pleased sigh. Quickly getting used to the feeling, he pumped his
finger in and out until he felt stretched enough to slip in a second one. Dean
simply watched Cas from where he laid. He had to admit that he kinda did like
watching Cas like this, his face flushed, his lip occasionally caught between
his teeth, his eyes shut, lashes standing out against fair skin. He looked
perfect like this.
Cas, quite eager to get Dean’s cock inside of him, slipped in a third finger,
fucking all three in and out of himself, moaning softly ever once in awhile
when he hit his prostate. And finally, once he was stretched enough, he pulled
his fingers out. He nodded down at Dean.
“Alright, condom,” he said simply, and Dean knew exactly what he meant. He tore
open the condom packet and slipped it on as Cas reached for the lube. Once the
condom was on, Cas squeezed a good amount of lube on Dean’s cock before tossing
the bottle aside. Castiel shuffled forwards, getting just the right angle and
taking Dean’s cock in hand before taking a deep breath and sinking down onto
him ever so slowly that it had to be pure bliss to both of them.
Both of them let out a moan at the feeling, and Castiel took another deep
breath as he wriggled his ass around a little, getting a feel for it, grinding
his hips down a little too. After a moment he grinned a bit, looking at Dean as
he rose up and then slammed himself back down. He repeated the motion a few
more times, getting into it, getting a rhythm going, one that drove Dean crazy.
Cas did not hesitate one bit, he went straight to it, rolled his ass down
harshly, slammed himself down and stuck his ass out just enough to make Dean’s
mouth water. He let his back move with the motions, his whole body flowing as a
whole, moving in the most incredible, beautiful way. They were barely a minute
into it and Dean could already barely stand it.
“Oh, God, Cas, baby, just like that, just like that,” Dean praised as he
watched Cas’ ministrations, the way his chest rose and fell quickly, the way he
grasped his own thighs and moaned loudly and unashamed as though pretty much
the whole school was in his house and half of them could probably hear him. He
honestly couldn’t have given a shit though because Dean’s cock was Heaven, it
always was, but right then, right there, it was better than Heaven. It really
was bliss.
He slammed himself down on Dean’s cock like there was no tomorrow, like it was
their last time on Earth. And he made sure to move his body the way Dean liked,
he wanted to put on a show for Dean, to show him just how much he loved this.
He went at it like never before, and Dean went fucking crazy for it.
“You feel so fucking good, Dean, fuck,” Cas groaned, running a hand through his
hair, tilting his head back. Cas could feel fire sparking in all of his nerve
endings, running through his veins. It was addicting, and all he wanted was
more. So he rolled his hips down harder, moaned louder, let everything go. He
just wanted more.
Dean groaned, fisting his hands in the sheets. He could feel the same exact
pleasure running through him and it was perfect. Listening to Cas’ moans, all
his little pants and groans, it all made everything hotter, made his pleasure
grow.
And, Goddamn, Cas was going at it like Dean had never seen before. Dean had no
idea where it was coming from or what it even was for that matter but boy did
he really fucking like it. He couldn’t have asked for me really. But more came
anyways.
“Dean, fuck!” Cas cried out when, on a certain thrust, he hit his prostate. “Oh
my God, Dean, oh, fuck, that feels so good,” Castiel panted, rolling his hips
as hard as he could, his hand repetitively coming up to push the hair that
would fall into his face.
Dean watched and groaned once more. “Fuck, Cas, you’re killing me,” Dean
breathed out as he thrusted and ground his hips up into Cas’ as much as he
could. Dean was starting to think that this whole Dean coming before Cas thing
was actually going to happen because he could tell that he was already starting
to grow close to the edge of his orgasm. He couldn’t help it, with the sight of
Cas in front of him, feeling the heat of his body, feeling him sliding up and
down his cock so quickly that he was pretty much bouncing, it was enough to
make the heat in Dean’s groin begin to swell.
“Are you close?” Dean panted.
“I’m getting there,” Castiel breathed back, and Dean threw his head back
against the pillows with a groan.
“Fuck, Cas, I’m already close,” he moaned, and Castiel smirked, huffing a
breath of laughter.
“Told you that you’d come before me,” Castiel said, pride tinting his voice.
“Well, I haven’t come yet,” Dean managed, even though he kind of knew that he
was going to come within the next twenty seconds.
“You just told me that you were close though,” Castiel told him and Dean’s
breath hitched.
“Because, oh, fuck, Cas, I am, I’m so fucking close,” Dean groaned.
“C’mon, Dean, come, wanna see it, wanna feel you,” Castiel breathed out because
he knew that that would push Dean over the edge. Sure enough, it did, and Dean
yelled Cas’ name as he arched off the bed, his jaw slack. Cas smirked at the
sight, still grinding his hips down onto Dean’s cock. He needed something to
push him over the edge, and he gave himself just that. He brought his right
hand up and wrapped it around his cock, immediately jerking himself at a quick
pace. Dean opened his eyes to look up at Cas who was jerking himself off with
his eyes closed and his lips parted, his hips still grinding down onto Dean’s.
Dean groaned.
“Christ, Cas, that’s so fucking hot,” Dean breathed out. Cas vaguely registered
the words, but it didn’t really stay with him because it was only seconds later
that he was coming, shooting all over his stomach with a loud moan of Dean’s
name.
Cas took his hand away, falling forwards but bracing his arms by Dean’s sides.
He looked up at Dean and grinned. Dean grinned back, running a hand through
Cas’ hair. “Fuck, Cas, you’re unbelievable,” Dean muttered, pulling Cas closer
so that he landed right on top of Dean.
“So, I’m guessing it was good?” Castiel inquired as he rolled over to Dean’s
side. Dean nudged him, still grinning.
“What do you think?” he questioned, causing Cas to chuckle. “I’m gonna have to
win more games if it means you’re gonna ride me like you just did,” Dean
muttered. Castiel kissed him on the side of the head, causing Dean to turn his
head towards Cas.
“Nah, you can just keep being an amazing boyfriend. I’ll give you another
reward in due time,” Cas hummed, rubbing his nose with Dean’s. Dean slipped an
arm around Cas and brought him closer.
“Alright, well, I’m holding you to that,” Dean said. Castiel smiled and kissed
him once more.
“I love you,” he murmured against Dean’s lips. Dean smiled and stole another
kiss before responding.
“I love you too, Cas.”
End Notes
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