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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Dean_Winchester
  Character:
      Castiel, Dean_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      Teacher-Student_Relationship, Top!Castiel, bottom!Dean, Teacher!Dean,
      Student!Castiel, Alternate_Universe_-_Human
  Series:
      Part 3 of White_Dress_Shirt
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-11-15 Words: 1024
****** I Hate it When You Do That ******
by Tippens101
Summary
     "Sometimes Dean had to remind himself that he wasn't doing anything
     wrong."
Sometimes Dean had to remind himself that he wasn't doing anything wrong.
Illegal? Yes. Against the rules? Yes. Not wrong, though.
He wasn't taking advantage of Castiel, that was completely obvious. The kid was
only 16, but crazy mature and freakin' smart.
Plus, despite how shy Castiel was in class, in bed he was amazing.
"What are you thinking about?" Castiel whispered into Dean's ear as he drilled
his cock into the older man.
Dean groaned and pushed his ass back. "Nothing," he replied. "Just how awesome
you are." They were at Dean's house, on his bed. It was early Monday morning,
and Castiel had spent the night, telling his father he was studying late at
Ash's.
Castiel gave a hard strike to the man's prostate. "Aww. I like it when you
think about me." He started to nibble on his ear.
"I know you do," Dean said. "Oh fuck, Cas. Fuck me harder."
Castiel gripped Dean's hips and thrusted harder, making the older man whine in
pleasure.
******************************
It was 10 minutes before the end of 8th period, and Dean felt like he was going
to explode. He was sitting at his desk, pretending to grade essays.
His face was flushed and he was sweating. He tried his hardest not to squirm,
worried that his students might see. Luckily, not one except Castiel was
looking at him.
Castiel had an evil smirk on his face, hands underneath his desk. Dean shook
his head, a pleading look on his face. Castiel's smirk turned into a menacing
smile as the vibrations in Dean's ass were turned off for total of 5 blissful
seconds, then turned back on at full blast.
Dean bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood. He was concentrating on not
cumming. He would not cum in his pants like a horny teenager. Also, Castiel had
told him he'd get punished if he came without permission.
Thankfully, the bell rang, and Dean couldn't be happier. The students all filed
out of the room, eager to go home. Ash stopped at door and pout his headphones
on. Castiel walked right up to Dean's desk and stared at him silently.
"Go ahead, lovefreaks," Ash said a few minutes later.
Castiel put his hands on the desk and leaned toward Dean. He had the plug
remote in right hand, and Dean wanted to smash it.
"Hello, Dean," Castiel said, voice rough. "Are you okay? You look flushed?" He
smiled knowingly.
Dean scowled at him. "Did you really have to turn it on during the faculty
meeting 5th period?"
"Yes," Castiel said. Then he leaned forward and whispered, "How much do you
like having my cum trapped inside you?" Dean closed his eyes and groaned. "You
can feel it, vibrating against your prostate. I know how much you love having
something inside that nice ass of yours. Know how you love being filled. Is it
making your little cock hard Dean? I bet it is."
"Please," Dean whined. "Cas, please turn it off. Give me your cock instead."
Castiel walked around the desk and got behind Dean. He turned the plug off and
put the remote in his pocket. He wrapped one arm around Dean, the other
unzipping his pants and slipping inside.
Dean tilted his head back as Castiel wrapped his hand around his cock. It was
slippery from pre -cum and sweat.
"Cas," he moaned. Castiel dug his teeth into his neck and slowly jerked him
off. "Fuck, so close, Cas." Castiel squeezed the base of his dick. Dean whined.
"You can cum later," Castiel said. He took his hand out of Dean's pants and
went to get his backpack.
"Cas," Dean groaned. "I hate it when you do that."
Castiel smiled and said "I'll come over for dinner." He wiped his hand on his
pants and left with Ash.
Dean sighed, and as he started to organize the mess of papers on his desk, the
vibrations kicked up again.
 
*****************
Dean was on his hands and knees on his bed, naked, and thankfully no plug in
his ass.
Castiel was in the kitchen, finishing up the pizza Dean had ordered.
He was still hard, cock hanging heavy between his legs.
He really wanted Castiel to fuck him. He needed it. He didn't care that he was
still sore. The last time he had cum was after Castiel fucked him that morning.
"Good boy," he heard Castiel say. "You didn't move, did you?"
"No," Dean said. His arms were getting tired.
"Still haven't cum yet, right?"
"No," Dean grunted.
"Very good boy." The bed shifted as Castiel kneeled behind him.
Dean bit his lip as Castiel slid himself inside.
"How are you still tight?" Castiel growled. "Almost like a fucking virgin."
"Cas, just shut up and fuck me." Castiel smacked Dean's side, making the man
yelp.
Castiel gripped Dean's hips and started thrusting, hitting that spot inside
him.
"Fuck," Dean said as Castiel pounded into him. "Fuck yes. Right there. Harder.
Faster."
"Shut up, Dean," Castiel grunted as he thrust inside him, gripping his hips so
hard he was sure to leave bruises.
Dean pushed back, trying to get Castiel to go harder and faster.
"Say your mine, Dean," Castiel said as slowly fucked him. "Say you're mine and
I'll fuck you the slut you are,"
"Oh fuck," Dean shouted, gripping the sheets tightly. "I'm yours. I'm your
fucking cockslut, fuck me please."
Castiel slammed into him so hard, Dean saw stars.
"Oh, fuck. Fuck."
"Cum, Dean," Castiel shouted. "Cum right now."
Dean did as he was ordered and came all over the sheets with a cry. Castiel
sped up his thrusts as Dean tried to catch his breath.
"Fuck," Dean muttered.
Castiel gave one last thrust and then spilled into Dean. After catching his
breath, he roughly pulled out of Dean, and sati satisfied with himself when he
saw his cum slowly start to leak out of him.
Dean collapsed onto the bed, clearly exhausted.
Castiel laid next to him and ran his fingers through his hair.
"Satisfied?" he asked.
"Uggh," Dean replied.
Castiel smirked and wrapped his arms around Dean.
Dean sighed contentedly.
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