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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, Blind_Castiel, Teenage_Castiel/Teenage_Dean
      Winchester, Top_Dean, Bottom_Castiel, Smut, Fluff_and_Smut, Fluff, Plot
      What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-01 Words: 3064
****** Let Me Show You ******
by thelonelywriter
Summary
     Castiel was born blind, but that doesn't stop Dean from loving him.
     Dean wants to show Castiel just how much he really loves him.
Notes
     HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU WONDERFUL HUMAN!!! For those of you who have no
     idea what I'm talking about, this fic was for the prompt: "I always
     love your writing, you're very good. I have a request but I don't
     have tumblr so I'm just gonna leave it here. My birthday is on Friday
     and I would love if you could write a destiel fic with Cas being
     blind. Something really fluffy and cute but it could also be smutty.
     I would absolutely love that. So thanks for being an awesome author
     and good luck with that novel you're writing, I'm sure it'll be a
     really good book." given to me by the lovely brown_eyed_fallen_angel
     :3 So, I hope that this is what you wanted, and I know that it's
     technically still Thursday but we can pretend that it's Friday :D So,
     once again, Happy Birthday, and I hope you like it!! (As always, it's
     tagged as underaged, but they are both eighteen!!)
See the end of the work for more notes
They’re on Dean’s bed, luckily enough for both Castiel and Dean, Sam and Dean’s
parents were going to be gone the night. Fine by Dean, that only meant that he
got to spend more time like this with Cas.
Castiel was lying on Dean’s bed, his head in Dean’s lap as Dean ran his fingers
through Cas’ dark hair. Castiel smiled at the touch, letting out soft hums of
contentment every now and then.
Dean couldn’t help but do the same. The sight of Cas, smiling softly and
purring in contentment was a sight that made Dean sigh. “God, I wish you could
see yourself, Cas. You’re so so beautiful,” Dean praised, causing Cas to smile
more. Even if Cas looked in a mirror, he didn’t have the ability to see
himself. Cas had been born blind, so he had lived with it all his life. When he
found Dean, he found that Dean didn’t mind it at all, he always did whatever he
could to help Cas.
“You’re too kind to me, Dean,” Castiel replied quietly. Dean just smiled more.
“You deserve every bit of it, Cas,” Dean told Cas, who sat up with a sigh,
shifting so that his face was inches away from Dean’s.
“I wish I could see you,” Cas muttered, bringing one hand up Dean’s chest,
letting his fingers smooth over Dean’s cheek. Dean leaned into the touch, and
Castiel smiled softly. Dean simply watched as Cas began mapping out Dean’s
features with his fingertips. Cas had done this many a time before. He was a
little shy about it the first time, but Dean was welcoming, and slowly they
both got used to it, and it became a thing of comfort for each of them.
Dean felt Cas’ finger smooth up his cheek and to his temple, a second finger
joining the first one as he ran them across Dean’s forehead before leading them
to the bridge of Dean’s nose. He traced over it carefully before running them
underneath Dean’s eyes. Dean smiled softly and reached out a hand to cup Cas’
jaw as Cas’ fingers traced the line of Dean’s jaw.
“You’re gorgeous,” Castiel muttered as he ran his thumbs along Dean’s
cheekbones. Dean smiled, and Cas could feel it, so he smiled right back.
“You’re making me blush Cas,” Dean said softly, causing Castiel to bite his
lip.
“I bet you look real fucking cute when you blush too,” Castiel said, making
Dean laugh a little.
“Not as cute as you,” he told Cas, who let his fingers wander down to Dean’s
lips. He took his time with Dean’s lips, tracing them and memorizing the
feeling of them against the pads of his fingertips, even though he had done so
a million times before. He could feel Dean’s breath hot against them, and it
only made him want more.
He let his hands travel away from Dean’s face, down his neck and to his
shoulders before he pressed forwards, slowly kissing Dean, melting into the
comforting warmth of him. Dean’s lips were always so soft, so sweet. Whenever
they kissed, Dean never rushed it, he always let Castiel take control. Cas
wanted to take things slow today, but that’s not to say that desire wasn’t
burning in the pit of his stomach.
He slowly parted his lips, and when he did so he soon felt Dean’s tongue slip
slowly into his mouth, hot and wanting against Cas’. Castiel smoothed his hands
back up Dean, letting them cup the back of his head as he drew Dean closer.
Castiel heard Dean let out a soft noise into the kiss, and Castiel moaned
softly in response, using his tongue to trace Dean’s mouth just as he used his
fingertips to trace Dean’s face.
Castiel could feel Dean’s hands, warm and grounding, running along his sides.
Soon they were smoothing down his back and gripping his ass, coaxing Cas onto
his lap with a grin. Castiel could feel Dean grinning into the kiss, and he
smiled softly too, pressing his body closer to Dean’s, meeting Dean’s chest
with his own.
Dean rested one hand on Castiel’s hip, the other pressing into his back, firm
and steady, something that made the heat inside of Cas grow only more. Dean
pulled back from the kiss to nibble on Cas’ lower lip, suckling on it gently
before letting it go, Cas pressing his lips back into Dean’s as soon as Dean
had let it go.
The kiss grew heated as Cas began to rut against Dean, hips grinding down onto
Dean’s lap sending friction to both of their cocks. Soon, Castiel was moaning
into the kiss, his fingers beginning to find the longer hairs on Dean’s head
and tugging, eliciting pleased groans from Dean.
Dean pulled away to kiss down Cas’ neck, his breath hot and panting against the
skin of Castiel’s neck. It made shivers run down Cas’ spine. Cas was panting
too, catching his breath before he spoke. “Want you to fuck me,” Castiel
breathed out, and Dean groaned softly at the words.
“I can do that,” Dean responded, running his hands down Castiel’s thighs. “Lie
back for me,” Dean instructed, and Castiel reluctantly shifted off of Dean’s
lap, pressing one hot kiss to his mouth before firstly tugging off his shirt,
then laying back down.
Dean did the same, awkwardly getting his jeans and boxers off too. Once he had
gotten them off, Cas smirked. “You’re naked, aren’t you?” he inquired.
“Yup,” Dean replied, the corner of his mouth quirking up because he had an idea
of what Cas wanted to do now that he was.
“Straddle me,” Cas ordered, and Dean was not about to deny Cas’ orders, so he
shuffled forwards and straddled Castiel. Sure enough, Dean was right when he
thought he knew what Castiel was about to do next. He watched Cas’ right hand,
his dominant one, creep up Dean’s thigh, inching closer and closer to him until
his fingertips were running along the shaft of Dean’s cock. Dean bit his lip,
letting out a soft groan as Castiel’s fingers moved slowly and almost teasingly
over Dean’s cock.
Cas gently ran his fingertips up the underside of it before his thumb circled
the head, dipping in the slit and gathering the precome that had been sitting
there. Dean let out all these soft little noises as Cas explored his cock for
what had to be the millionth time. Dean didn’t mind though, not one bit. He
always loved how Cas’ lips would turn up into a smirk as he bit the bottom one.
Dean’s breath would hitch when Castiel would encircle Dean’s dick in his fist,
giving a light squeeze before sliding down the length of it.
Cas even let his hand wander back, thumb stroking over Dean’s balls, rolling
them in his hand and even, on occasion, letting a finger slip back to slide
over his perineum. Dean moaned, and he couldn’t help but buck up into the
touch.
“I can’t see it, but I know that you’ve got a real fucking great cock,” Castiel
told Dean as he finally pulled his hand away. Dean huffed a breath of laughter
as he shifted backwards, starting to unbutton Cas’ jeans. “I like it better
when it’s inside me though,” Castiel said with a smug little look on his face
that had Dean grinning.
“I can agree to that statement,” Dean said as he helped Cas awkwardly kick off
his boxers and jeans. Once they were off, and Cas’ legs were shamelessly
spread, Dean eyed Castiel’s cock, hard and leaking against his stomach. “I can
also state that you’ve got a real fucking great cock too,” Dean told Castiel as
he reached over to his bedside table drawer, fumbling inside of it for a lube
and a condom. He pulled them out and sat back between Castiel’s legs.
“Too bad that I can’t see your mouth water over it,” Castiel said smugly,
causing Dean to roll his eyes fondly.
“Oh, shut up,” Dean grumbled. He ran a hand up Castiel’s leg, and Castiel
recognized the touch, know exactly what to do, even though he hadn’t been told.
He lifted his legs up, bringing them to his chest with a sigh. He felt Dean
shift closer to him before he heard the click of lube cap opening, and
anticipation ran through him at the sounds. “Ready?” Dean questioned. Castiel
couldn’t help but smile a little. No matter what, Dean always asked Castiel if
he was ready, even if the answer was obvious. Castiel simply nodded, and soon
felt a slick, cool finger press against his rim. Castiel sighed happily as Dean
slowly pressed it in, letting Castiel get used to the feel before he began
twisting it and thrusting it in and out of Castiel.
Soon enough, Dean was pulling his fingers out to add a little more lube to
another finger. When he returned his fingers to Castiel’s entrance he slowly
pushed two in, and Cas let out a soft sigh at the feeling. Dean always took his
time preparing Cas, no matter how badly they wanted to hurry things up, even
when Cas begged Dean to go faster, Dean always took his time, made sure that
Cas was stretched and that everything was gentle. It made fondness grow in Cas’
heart when he thought of it, of the way that Dean wanted to take care of him.
Cas’ thoughts were interrupted when a burst of pleasure ran through his veins.
He let out a moan at the realization of what Dean had just hit. Dean, sure
enough, had hit Castiel’s prostate, and with each thrust of his two fingers
into Castiel, he made sure to pass that spot.
A third finger was soon added, and Castiel was soon thrusting his hips down
onto Dean’s fingers, his lip caught between his teeth as he let out soft little
noises. Dean watched him fondly and hungrily, waiting until he could tell that
Castiel was stretched enough. Still, before he pulled his fingers out, he
asked, “Ready?”
Castiel nodded eagerly in response, and Dean pulled his fingers out, reaching
for the condom packet and ripping it open before sliding it on. He coated
himself in a good layer of lube before settling his hands on Castiel’s legs,
scooching forwards and letting the head of his cock nudge Cas’ rim. Castiel’s
breath hitched at the feeling as he hooked his legs around the back of Dean’s
neck. Dean couldn’t help but ask once more, “Ready?”
“Yes,” Castiel breathed out, tightening his legs around Dean as Dean slowly
pushed into Castiel until he was flush against him. Castiel let out a moan as
Dean did the same, bracing his arms by Castiel’s head as he tried to catch his
breath.
It took only a moment for the two to adjust, and once they had, Dean was
pulling back only to thrust back in. The first thrust always made Cas’ breath
catch in the back of his throat, no matter how hard or slow Dean was going, his
breath always caught.
Dean repeated the motion a few times, finding a pleasurable rhythm for them. It
wasn’t really rough, it wasn’t really fast, it was just nice. Castiel let his
hands run up Dean’s sides, gripping the backs of Dean’s shoulders as he sighed,
taking in the feeling. It was indescribable just how perfect it was to be this
close to Dean, to feel him in the closest way possible. It always made pleasure
rush through him, but it also made his heart swell. Dean always whispered
endearments of how perfect Cas was, how he was so beautiful and sweet, how he
felt so good. In moments like those, like this one, Cas didn’t mourn the fact
that he couldn’t see, because the feeling of Dean against him, their bodies
pressed lovingly together, the smooth sound of Dean’s voice, his tone always
tinged with fondness, it made up for it. It was enough, it was more than enough
really.
Castiel let himself go, let all kinds of sounds and sayings fall from his lips,
even if they were dirty or wanton, he knew that Dean didn’t care. Dean always
liked it when Cas let himself go, when he felt every inch of skin that he could
find on Dean’s body, his fingers running and gripping it hungrily. He liked
when Cas strung together words of praise or pleas, either kind really.
Dean brought a hand up to cup Cas’ jaw as he leaned forwards, letting his lips
find Cas’. Cas moaned into the kiss, his tongue reaching out for Dean, for the
taste of him. He could never get enough of Dean like this. Dean could never get
enough of Cas like this either.
They traced and mapped each other’s mouths sloppily, teeth bumping
occasionally, spit slicking their lips. Castiel could feel Dean’s thrusts
growing faster, growing hungry. Cas only arched up into them more and pulled
Dean closer. “I love you so so much, Cas,” Dean panted into Castiel’s open
mouth. Castiel smiled, wide and unashamed as he let his hands cup the sides of
Dean’s face, pulling him closer so that they could kiss even more hotly.
“I love you too, Dean, God, do I love you,” Castiel moaned softly. Dean pulled
away the slightest, nosing at Castiel’s cheek before kissing and nipping down
Castiel’s neck.
“You’re perfect, Cas, so perfect,” Dean murmured into Cas’ skin. Cas smiled
again, carding one hand through Dean’s hair. He would easily argue with that
statement, say that Dean was just saying that, but he knew by now that if he
were to say that, he’d be wrong. When Dean said that to Cas, when he told Cas
how beautiful and kind and sweet he was, Dean was never just saying that.
Castiel could hear it in his tone, in the way he spoke. He could tell when he
was panting it against his skin like he was right now. Dean never just said
anything, he always meant it with all of his heart.
The next thrust was angled differently and it was driven right into Cas’
prostate. Castiel could feel his nerve endings lighting up in pleasure as he
let out a loud moan. “Fuck, fuck, Dean, right there, oh, God, don’t stop,”
Castiel breathed out as his fingers clenched in Dean’s hair. Cas could feel
Dean smile softly against his skin as he kept on angling his thrusts in just
the right way, driving them in harder each time. Castiel was arching off the
bed, letting loose all the noises and swears and pleas that he wanted because
he knew there was no one home, he knew just how much Dean liked it when he was
vocal.
“So fucking gorgeous, Cas, God,” Dean groaned as he smoothed his hands down
Cas’ body, over every piece of skin that he could find. The touch made Cas
heart beat faster, it made him feel like fire was coursing through him. Hearing
so much praise from Dean, feeling Dean’s breath, his skin, just feeling Dean,
it was all so much, it made the pleasure inside of him light up, and soon
enough he could feel his body growing closer to the edge of his orgasm.
“Dean, Dean, fuck, close, I’m so close,” Castiel choked out, grappling for a
hold on Dean. He didn’t mean to, but he knew that when he was like this the
left scratch marks all over Dean. He couldn’t see them, but Dean always told
him about them, pride in his voice. Dean always smiled too when he told Castiel
about them. Cas could tell by his voice that his was smiling. It always made
Castiel smile too.
“Don’t worry, I got you,” Dean soothed, grinding his hips even harder,
thrusting into Castiel so hard that he was moaning so loud that the neighbors
probably heard. Not that either Dean or Castiel cared, however.
Cas could tell that Dean was close too, he could tell by his thrusts, by his
breath, the way his hands flexed and clenched all over Castiel’s body. Castiel
could feel one of Dean’s hands settled on his side, and Castiel let on of his
hands reach down so that he could interlace their fingers. He knew that Dean
was smiling, he couldn’t see it, and don’t ask him how, but he knew.
Castiel squeezed his hand tight, and he felt Dean bring it up to his lips,
kissing the top of it. Despite the fact that Castiel was like, ten seconds away
from coming, he managed a smile right up at Dean. He felt Dean surge forwards
once again, their lips slotting together. And once Dean’s tongue was back in
Cas’ mouth, that did it for Cas, who screamed Dean’s name, arching as much as
he could off the bed as he clenched around Dean.
Dean caught the sight and ate it up, the feeling of Cas clenching around him,
hot come erupting between them, Castiel arching almost all the way off the bed.
Dean’s thrusts were erratic by now, and it only took a few more for him to come
too, his hips stuttering until he buried himself inside of Castiel, his head
falling into the crook of Cas’ neck.
The two were panting like crazy as Castiel let his legs fall to the sides of
him and Dean, his hands coming up to rest on the curve of Dean’s back. Dean
went to pull out, but Castiel’s hands clenched on his back. “Don’t pull out
yet, wanna feel you,” he murmured. Castiel felt Dean smile into his skin.
“You really are perfect, aren’t you?” Dean muttered, causing Castiel to grin.
“You aren’t so bad yourself,” Castiel replied, pressing a kiss to the side of
Dean’s head. Castiel felt one of Dean’s hand come up to his cheek, thumb
stroking over it. Castiel sighed. “I know that we’re kind of a mess, but if I
could stay like this forever, I think I would,” Castiel told Dean, who smiled
once more.
“I think that I would too,” Dean told Cas, who rubbed a hand down his back.
“I love you, Dean, I really do,” Cas said softly. Dean pressed a lingering kiss
to Castiel’s skin.
“I love you just as much, Cas, I do too.”
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