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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Dean_Winchester
  Character:
      Dean_Winchester, Castiel
  Additional Tags:
      Demon!Dean, human!Cas, King_of_Hell_Dean, King_of_Hell_AU, Twink_Castiel,
      Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Blow_Jobs, Oral_Sex, very_little_plot, But_it's
      there, I_promise, Dirty_Talk, Castiel_is_just_a_slut, for_Dean, only
      Dean, Rimming, Teasing, Begging, Cock_Rings, Anal_Plugs,
      cockslut!Castiel, Rough_Sex, it's_basically_just_smut, Castiel_is_a
      desperate_little_cockslut, Anal_Beads, Vibrators, Lingerie, Anal_Plug,
      Handcuffs
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-09-08 Updated: 2014-09-12 Chapters: 3/? Words: 6501
****** The King of Hell and His Twink ******
by Angel_Gaybrielle, spnfreak221b
Summary
     Dean is the King of Hell and he has found himself to spend eternity
     with, a preachers's son who is nothing more than a gay twink that
     seems desperate for him. After a while, Dean finds himself falling
     for Castiel, and he finds that he is marrying the boy to seal the
     deal for eternity soon, because he can't find anyone else he'd rather
     be with.
Notes
     This is one of my first fanfics so don't give me too much hassle,
     please. This is also not beta'd at all, so bear with me.
     This is an ongoing RP that I am doing with a co-writer, it's all been
     approved, and it will probably be continued as the RP goes on. Some
     bits will be skipped over, such as meetings, etc. Though I won't
     leave out big things.
***** The Day Before *****
Castiel was beyond terrified of marrying the King of Hell, but at the same
time, he was excited because the man could fuck better than anyone and treated
him fairly alright. Granted he wasn't ever allowed to leave, but Castiel never
got too bored because all he had to do for attention was straddle Dean's lap
and beg a little.
So today, the day before the deal would be sealed with an odd type of wedding
and he would spend eternity by Dean's side, in Hell, he decided to see how much
leniency he could get after doing so. He made his way into Dean's throne room
and climbed into his lap, slowly grinding his hips down onto Dean's. "I'm
bored.. you should pay attention to me." He whined a bit, a twinkle in his eye
as he did.
A preacher's kid. A goddamn mother fucking preacher's kid, was the one that
Dean had fallen for, and that's another thing, falling for him. Since when did
the King of Hell fall for people? Given, the kid was and would always be the
best fuck he'd ever had. Not to mention he was outrageously gorgeous with the
ass of a pornstar, and of course, he was just perfect. He was sweet, curious,
and spiritually/mentally strong enough that Dean was pretty sure he could host
every douche with wings in the sky in himself as a vessel and never break. Even
his damn soul shone so bright it almost hurt to look at. Now sure, Dean could
see Castiel's physical form, but every once in a while his soul's radiance
would peek out from behind his eyes when he smiled, or in his post-sex grin.
Okay, so those were some very valid reasons for Dean to love Castiel, but
still, he had a reputation for being a cold-blooded killer, and while being
affectionate and soft towards Castiel was fine, showing weakness anywhere else
was not. But all these thoughts were shaken from his mind as Castiel walked
into his throne room, the glow he often carried with him, due to the radiance
of his righteous soul, ever present. Dean quirked an eyebrow at his words,
enjoying the boy grinding in his lap a bit. "Maybe I should, then again, I've
got some very important meetings to attend..." He trailed off, as if mulling it
over in his head.
"Deannn..." Castiel whined and ducked his head to kiss at Dean's neck, grinding
a bit more. "Please? I've been really good for you." He was starting to beg, as
he did whenever Dean didn't give in immediately, and that was pretty much every
time that they had sex or fooled around. "I even kept my plug in like you asked
me to. Please?" He ran his hands along Dean's chest and abdomen, savoring the
feeling of his muscles.
The King of Hell may be, in fact, the King of Hell, but then again, he was good
to Castiel. He knew, being a son born into a very religious family, raised with
religious beliefs all around him, that this should never happen, but he'd
always been a disgrace. With gayness, then again with his sexual needs,
desires, and history. Not to mention his rebellious nature, which was the exact
reason that he'd been captured by Dean. But he found himself intrigued with
being the King of Hell's partner, and he found himself growing fonder of the
idea every day. Especially when Dean always made sure he was satisfied in their
doings. It especially helped that Dean was the only person he'd met that was
okay with trying things that made others shiver.
Dean chuckled, running a hand through Castiel's youthfully fluffy hair, his
other hand rubbing the teen's back. "Have you now?" He asked, quickly snapping
his fingers and locking the throne room doors. "I suppose I could spare a bit
of my time for the boy I... my favorite little twink." He quickly corrected,
ready to jump out of his skin with embarrassment at admitting that he loved
Castiel. He was glad the boy's face was in his shoulder at the moment so he
couldn't see Dean's face. The thing was, they'd never actually said they loved
each other. It might have been understood, being that they were getting
married, but still. King of Hell. Preacher's kid, who may or may not actually
want to marry him. His heart sank a little at that thought, but Dean simply
shoved it down and buried his face in Castiel's ebony hair.
"What exactly do you want, Castiel?" He purred. "I'll give you anything you
want." He said, meaning it way more than he intended. "I want you, Dean.."
Castiel murmured as he pulled away to look at Dean. "I want you so bad and you
didn't even let me finish this morning.." He kept grinding his hips, he was
already mostly hard, considering that Dean had cut that morning's fun short, in
the middle of Castiel sucking him off, Castiel's favorite pass-time, which
meant Castiel hadn't gotten off at all. But he actually loved the King, and it
was okay, but Castiel had gotten impatient waiting for Dean to come finish what
he'd started that morning. "Please? Anything you want, Dean.." He begged, his
blue eyes showing his desperation. "I can't take you not being inside me, I
feel so empty, Dean. Please."
"I'll get you off, baby." Dean smiled, snapping his fingers and mojo-ing
Castiel's clothes off and into a neat pile next to his throne. "Need you to
move a bit so I can take your plug out," He murmured in Castiel's ear, running
his large hands down Castiel's back and over the swell of his ass, gripping it
lightly. He felt kind of bad about that morning, and Castiel really was a good
boy. He deserved this. Hell, he deserved the world, but that wasn't what he'd
asked for. He'd asked for Dean to fill him up, and Dean intended to do just
that. "Sorry I had to run this morning," He Whispered into Castiel's ear,
nibbling on his earlobe as he waited for him to curve his back or lift up or
something. "Too many meetings." He explained, grinding up against Castiel's now
bare cock. "Maybe I should just take you with me. Would you like that? Maybe I
could collar you and have you ride me while I listen to updates." He suggested
with a smirk, dragging his plump lips down Castiel's neck, biting and sucking
his way to his shoulder. That would actually be nice, taking Castiel with him.
It was terribly boring without him. Then again, he could have Castiel viewed as
his weakness, no matter how true it was. That could bring everyone down, but if
he pretended Castiel was just some kind of sex toy, the kid might believe it
and...shit. Dean was really in deep.
"Please, yes.. I'll be good, Dean." Cas begged, shifting so Dean could pull out
his plug, moaning at the sweet friction of Dean's clothed cock against his own
bare one. He moaned even more as Dean continued to suck and kiss at his neck,
unable to stop from making the noises. "Please, collar me. Collar me and use me
as much as you want, Dean. I'd love it.. I'll ride you all day, please." He
kept begging, his pleas mixed with moans.
He was utterly in love with the King, that was decided. He'd fallen in love
with the King of Hell, and he'd take what he could get even if Dean just used
him. It worried him that one day Dean would cast him off, tired of him, wanting
someone else, someone new. But he wanted to try to make the best out of the
time he did have, since he would always love the way Dean filled him up so
perfectly, the way he was so good to him in and out of bed. "I need you, Dean,
please.. you're so good, Dean." He moaned out, and arched his back so he could
rub his cock against Dean's still covered one even better. "Never had someone
fuck me as good as you."
Dean felt anger surge through him at Castiel's word 'use', a mix of fiery
passion and feeling caused him to move one hand to grab at Castiel's hair,
yanking his head back roughly so he could growl into the boy's ear. "I will /
never/ use you, Castiel." He hissed. "I love you, you aren't some toy I keep in
a box. King of Hell or not, I love you, and you are mine. Do you understand me,
Castiel?" He growled lowly, slowly pulling the plug out with his free hand and
dropping it to the floor before replacing it with his own suddenly slick
finger. He didn't mean ro be rough with Castiel, but him whining as if he
actually had to fight for Dean's affection just pissed him off, and he needed,
absolutely undeniably needed Castiel to know that he loved him.
He pumped his finger into the boy, still holding his hair in a strong grip that
he refused to let go until he got an answer.
Castiel was shocked and he cried out as he was grabbed, this time not in a
sexual manner, instead in a rather rough "listen to me" manner that Castiel
hadn't ever experienced from Dean. He was even more shocked as Dean said he
loved him, because that haven't ever been blatantly said, just shown in ways
that could be mistaken for simple affection. "Y-yes, Dean, I understand." He
said with a quick nod, which resulted in his hair being tugged. A finger pushed
into him and he moaned, gasping at the sudden feeling of a finger being pumped
into him. "Yes, Dean.. I love you too, Dean, yes, I love you so much, I love
you too." He rambled a bit, trying to thrust back onto Dean's finger, resulting
in his hair being tugged, that made him elicit even more obscene moans.
Dean smiled, scraping his teeth down Castiel's neck before sucking and biting
an angry mark onto his smooth, pale skin. "You're mine, Castiel. You belong to
me and me alone, no one else." He stated again, slipping a second finger into
Castiel and scissoring him open. "I love you, baby boy." He assured him in a
softer tone, biting a bouquet of red marks down Castiel's neck and shoulder.
"You had that plug in you all day, bet you don't even need prep." He said
tugging on Castiel's hair. "Go ahead, get my cock out." He instructed, making
obscenely wet noises against Castiel's neck.
Castiel meant a lot to him and this was his time to show it. He was going to
claim him for all eternity in that room, even if the official wedding type
thing was tomorrow.
Castiel moaned again when Dean sucked a mark into his skin, and again as he was
scissored open some, even though he didn't need it. "I'm yours, Dean. All
yours, for eternity." He gasped, then moved himself a bit. "Can I use my mouth,
Dean? Please?" He asked, his eyed wide and innocent, even though he had to be
one of the last people to be considered innocent. "I'll be good, Dean, just
please let me use my mouth to get your cock out." He begged.
Dean laughed as he pulled back from Castiel's neck. "Of course, baby." He
answered, removing his fingers from Castiel's hole, which in turn fluttered at
the loss. "So eager, aren't you?" He asked, cupping Castiel's cheek. "Love how
eager you are for my cock." Dean mused, a fond look in his eyes as he looked at
Cas.
Castiel smiled as he looked at Dean, then moved so he could kneel between
Dean's legs. He used his mouth to undo Dean's jeans, then tug the zipper down.
He had to use his hands to tug Dean's jeans and boxers down. He licked the
underside of Dean's cock, easing him into completely hardness, licking around
the head before swallowing him down completely. The best part was that he had
no gag reflex, so he could take Dean completely down his throat for a good
amount of time.
Dean groaned, tangling his hands into Castiel's hair and tugging it lightly.
"You look so good wrapped around my cock like that." The King mused, resisting
the now almost overwhelming urge to fuck into Castiel's mouth.
This was fucking. This wasn't making love or even sex, this was kinky, hot,
rough, straight up fucking, and Dean loved it. Yes, he loved Castiel and wanted
to give him the world, but he also liked that Castiel wasn't some breakable
figurine he had to be delicate with. Was he careful with him? Yes, always. But
Castiel didn't seem to want to make love, just wanted to get lost in the sinful
haze of pleasure with the man he loved, and it was great. Yes, there would no
doubt come a time for love making, but this was not it, and Dean was glad,
because he just wanted to make Castiel scream out his name and maybe black out
in pleasure a little bit. Cause he loved him and he wanted him to feel as good
as possible. So no, it wasn't love making, but it was theirs, and that's why
Dean loved it so much.
Castiel pulled off with a satisfying pop when he was sure Dean was slick
enough, and then climbed into his lap again. He used one hand to line Dean up,
then slowly lowered himself down onto Dean's cock, moaning as he did. "Fuck..
yes.." Castiel moaned and started moving his hips quickly, bouncing up and
down, moaning loudly, gasping. "So.. s'good.." He gasped, having to move so he
could kiss Dean as he moved so he could keep quiet.
Dean gripped Castiel's ass in both of his strong hands, squeezing and helping
him increase his pace. He pulled his mouth from Castiel's, grinning. "Wanna
hear every noise you make, wanna hear you scream while you ride my cock, baby."
He purred, moving one hand to grasp Castiel's cock. "God, Cassy.. so tight and
hot.. ngghh.." He groaned, eyes trained downwards to watch Castiel's eager ass
eat his dick up. "Fuck, baby.." He praised, practically bouncing Castiel on his
cock now.
Castiel was moaning loudly and his head was tossed back, emitting gaps and soft
cries. They only grew louder the more Dean spoke, the faster he moved. It
wasn't helping that Dean was jerking him off as he moved. "Dean.. Dean, fuck..
so.. so good.. so close.. please.." He moaned, his orgasm coiling in his
stomach as he kept moving, impaling himself onto Deans cock. "Dean, please..
I'm.. so.. so fucking close.." He kept moaning obscenely.
Dean groaned loudly, pleasure sparking through his throbbing veins as Castiel
slammed onto him "Me t-too, baby.." He groaned, movements stuttering as he felt
that familiar heat forming in the pit of his stomach. "So good, Cassy.. mmm.."
He trailed off breathlessly, moving his lips to Castiel's exposed neck. He
continued ravaging the boys neck as he had before, ready to mark him with the
hit of their oncoming orgasms. "God, Cas, I'm gonna.. gonna.." He stammered,
being pushed dangerously close to the edge of his oncoming tsunami of an
orgasm.
Castiel couldn't hold back any longer, he nearly screamed as his hips stuttered
as he came hard, his head falling back even more as his scream turned into a
silent scream of sheer pleasure, his hips bucking wildly. His muscles fluttered
around Dean's cock,milking his orgasm out of him. He needed to feel full, he
couldn't handle it if Dean didn't cum in him, it drove him insane. He whimpered
as he finished, his orgasm dwindling, he collapsed against Dean's chest,
panting, his muscles still spasming a bit.
He truly did love Dean, he didn't care if they didn't show it very much, he
knew he loved Dean and now he knew Dean loved him as well. He was glad he'd
agreed to spend all eternity with this man. He wasn't sure he would be able to
live any other way.
Dean almost yelled Castiel's name as he came, biting down hard on the teen's
shoulder and breaking the surface of the skin as he came. His eyes screwed shut
and his grip on Castiel;'s ass tightened as he spilled inside the boy, slowly
hoisting him up and sitting him back down off of his spent cock.
"God, you're so good, Cassy." He praised quietly, stroking a hand through
Castiel's hair and rubbing his back with the other one, licking up the small
beads of blood that were collecting onto his shoulder. "Sorry about that.." He
murmured against the now clean skin where he'd marked Castiel. "I love you." He
said again, licking up the cum Castiel had shot all over his hand.
It felt so good to finally admit it, and to know that Castiel loved him too.
Everything was falling into place, and tomorrow they'd perform the spell and
Castiel would be his for eternity. An eternity with Castiel, how much better
could it get?
Castiel cried out when Dean bit him, jumping and tensing a bit. He hadn't
expected that at all, since Dean rarely bit him that hard. Then he relaxed when
Dean licked the blood away then apologized for it. "It's okay.. I love you,
too." He mumbled, pulling away so he could watch Dean lick his cum up,
shuddering as he did. "You're amazing.." He mumbled, smiling his post-orgasmic
smile. "Thank you.." He kissed Dean's jaw softly and looked at his clothes. He
didn't want to get dressed and leave, he hated being away from Dean for very
long, which is why he'd searched Dean out today.
"So, meetings?"
***** The Night Before *****
Chapter by spnfreak221b
Chapter Summary
     After the meeting, where Dean had constantly teased Castiel, Castiel
     finally got some relief, but not without a lot of begging.
After the meeting, Dean lead Castiel to his room. He sat down on the bed, he
didn't sleep but it was necessary for sex, and spread his legs, beckoning for
Castiel to come sit with him. "I'll need to get someone to bring you some food,
books, stuff like that, for when I'm gone on business." He said, squinting his
eyes slightly at the sudden burst of radiance from Castiel. God, he was so
bright sometimes, and Dean found himself falling in love all over again.
Castiel sat between Dean's spread legs, licking his lips. "Yeah, I guess," He
agreed, more focused on the fact his erection was still at half-mast from the
teasing he'd gotten when he went with Dean to his meeting. In that moment he
wanted nothing more than to climb into Dean's lap again. "Dean.." He said,
though it was more of an exhale.
Dean smiled, hands grabbing Castiel's ass and squeezing. "Yes, darling? You
hard again?" He asked in a tone of slight disbelief. "Or do you just want me to
tease you for a few hours?" He asked, smiling at the idea. Dean decided then
that that was exactly what he was going to do. He opened his bedside table
drawer with one hand, fumbling around before he found what he was looking for.
"Here," He said, holding up a cock ring for Castiel to see. "Get undressed and
slip this on." He instructed, unable to hide his excitement at the idea of
pulling Castiel apart until he couldn't even perform basic cognitive functions.
Castiel whined a bit but he did want that extremely bad, he wanted to be teased
and ruined until words were lost on him aside from Dean's name. He stood up and
stripped slowly, making a show of it for Dean. He slid the cock ring into place
and looked at Dean again. "Do you want me to keep my plug in?" He asked, a bit
excited at the idea of what all Dean would do to him.
Dean licked his lips at the little show Castiel put on for him, rolling his
bottom lip between his teeth. "Mm.. take it out. I'm gonna tease that gorgeous
little ass of yours all night." He said, standing up and stripping himself down
as well and slowly guiding Castiel to the bed. "Get on your hands and knees."
He instructed, slapping Castiel's ass playfully, not quite enough to hurt.
Castiel groaned softly and he took his plug out before climbing onto his hands
and knees like Dean told him to. He shifted and lowered onto his elbows so his
ass was in the air, his cock curved up towards his abdomen. "I want you to
tease me until I only know your name, Dean.. want to be so utterly wrecked that
you're all I know." He said quietly, his cock twitching at the idea.
Dean smiled, getting up on the bed and placing his hands on Castiel's ass,
slapping again. "Well, with that cock ring on, I don't think that will be a
problem." He said, massaging Castiel's ass before spreading his cheeks and
teasing his tongue around the hole gently. Dean could just barley keep himself
from diving straight in, wanting to drag this out and make Castiel throb with
need. Wanted him to fucking scream until his throat was stinging, wanted to
make him sob in pleasure, wanted to make him cum so hard he saw every goddamn
star in the sky.
Castiel whimpered and gasped when his ass was slappe,d he didn't bother
answering, it didn't matter, it was rhetorical. He definitely wasn't expecting
to Dean to lick at his hole and he cried out, gasping. He shuddered and push
his hips back. "Please, yes.. more, Dean.." He begged, gasping and moaning.
"Please, Dean.. need you."
Dean smiled the best he could, pushing Castiel forwards. "Ah ah ah, don't
move." He said, slowly pushing his tongue in and swirling it around, spreading
Castiel open as wide as he could as he licked him open with an unleashed
fervor. He rocked his face forwards into Castiel, licking and groaning in the
boy as he smoothed his palms over his smooth ass, kneading and rubbing the
sofe, sweet flesh there.
Castiel was gripping th bed beneath him desperately, moaning and crying out,
his cock throbbing with the ache to cum but with the cock ring on he couldn't.
"Dean, please.. I.. fuck, Dean.. so good.. pleasee.." He begged, forcing his
hips to stay still despite his want to push back onto Dean's tongue. He was
soon gasping and whining. "Dean, please, I'm.. I need it.. please, Dean, your
tongue is so fucking good, I wanna cum so bad, please, fuck me, your tongue,
Jesus Christ, please!" He babbled.
Dean slowly pulled back, his movements slowing as he did so. He sat back on his
heels, smiling at Castiel and gently turning him over. "I know, baby, I know.
You're doing so well, Cassy." He praised as he held his fingers up to Castiel's
mouth. "Suck." When he spoke this time, it wasn't quite his usual commanding
tone. It was still firm, but not as rough and needy as much as excited and
loving.
The demon smiled as Castiel took his fingers into his mouth, the sensation
reminding him of the many wonderful times those lips had given the same
treatment to his cock. Once his digits were thoroughly coated in spit, he moved
back into his previous position, and began giving kitten licks to the head of
Castiel's cock as one finger circled around his hole.
Castiel whined when Dean stopped, but soon was quieted as he was flipped over
and started sucking on Dean's fingers with vigor. He had found that he had an
oral fixation and he loved sucking on anything Dean would let him, especially
his cock, but it wasn't too much of a problem, being that Dean liked it too.
He thought about begging Dean for Dean to please let him keep sucking on
something, anything, but those words were shot down with a cry of pleasure when
Dean started licking at the head of his cock. He pushed his hips back a bit,
desperate for more. "Fuck! Dean, please, please.. Dean, I need it, need you,
please, more." He begged, almost writhing underneath Dean. He whimpered and
moaned, trying not to buck his hips but it happened anyways, he felt wrecked
and what made him want even more was the fact that this wasn't the end, that he
would be teased until he was ruined. "Dean.." He moaned, his hole spasming,
clenching around nothing.
Dean slowly took the head of Castiel's cock into his mouth as he pressed his
finger in just slightly, smiling around Castiel. He loved doing this, loved
teasing Castiel and sending waves of pleasure running through his body until he
was crying out for Dean to let him cum. He loved stringing him out, having him
all to himself.
Castiel cried out, he was overly sensitive and he was pretty damn sure if he
didn't have the cock ring on he would have cum instantly as Dean's wet mouth
surrounded the most sensitive part of him, except maybe his prostate. Then he
felt a finger press in and he pushed his hips down onto it, desperation running
through is veins like a gold medal Olympic champion. "Dean! Please! I'm so
close and I wanna cum, please, I need it so bad, I've been god, Dean, been so
good." He begged, writhing underneath Dean now, unable to stop his hips from
bucking and trying to fuck down onto Dean's finger.
"I know, baby. You've been real good, so good. Just a little bit longer, okay?"
He said, pulling back to speak before he swallowed Castiel down and pushed his
finger all the way in. He began bobbing his head and hollowing his cheeks, his
tongue sliding along the underside of Castiel's shaft. Every time he pulled up,
he did so just enough to lick at the head. /Fuck,/ He thought to himself. /If
Cas keeps begging like this I won't be able to hold out much longer./
Castiel was losing grip, his hips trying to move both down onto Dean's finger
and up into his mouth, but it wasn't working very well. He finally settled on
pushing down onto Dean's finger, knowing that Dean could bob his head as much
as he chose either way, and he needed more. "More, more, Dean.. fuck.. I need
it, please, I can take it, please." He begged, his hole was tighter than usual
with the teasing, but he needed more, he could take two fingers, or three, or
however many as Dean would give him. "Dean, nnghh.. please, please.. I need
more, please!" He started trying to fuck himself on Dean's finger, gripping the
bed beneath him, feeling himself start to lose utter control of himself.
Dean pushed Castiel's hips down, sucking on his cock even more to emphasize his
unspoken point. He began pumping his finger into Castiel, gradually picking up
his pace as he felt appropriate. Now, before Castiel, Dean had never thought of
fingers as very sensual, but the way his tight heat enveloped Dean's finger
made the King want to rut into the bed.
Eventually, he pushed in a second finger and began scissoring Castiel eagerly,
loving the reactions he was able to pull out of the boy as he stimulated him.
Castiel cried out loudly, moans being ripped from his throat as Dean swallowed
him down completely. His hips stuttered and then Dean's finger was fucking into
him in time with his mouth, gradually growing faster. He was moaning almost
constantly and it turned into a desperate cry when a second finger was pushed
in. He was being opened up, he wanted it so bad, he wasn't sure if he wanted
Dean to just stop sucking him and fuck him like an animal or /dear God/ don't
stop. "Dean! Fuck! Never stop, fuck, so good, please, so good, so fucking good,
please, please!" Castiel cried, not caring about being loud. His orgasm was
right there and he could feel it threatening him constantly but the cock ring
was making it impossible to finish. "Dean, please, fuck, more, more, more!" He
begged, eagerly trying to slam down onto those fingers that were just so close
to his prostate. "Dean, Dean, Dean!"
Dean quickly put in a third finger, crooking his fingers to hit Castiel's sweet
spot again and again as he thrust his fingers into him, groaning around his
cock before slowly pulling off, licking and sucking at the head like a piece of
candy. "Want my," -lick- "cock, baby boy?" -suck- "Want me, -longer lick- "to
pound in" -swirl- "to your gor-" -lick, lick- "-geous twink ass?" He finished,
fingers driving into Castiel as he spoke and lapped at Castiel's cock. "Mm,
taste so good.." He mused, scraping his nails down Castiel's hip.
Castiel moaned loudly as a third finger was added, then his prostate was being
hit with Dean's fingers. He cried out and nearly screamed when Dean's attention
was focused on the head of his cock, he wasn't sure he could answer he could
barely understand the words. He moaned loudly as Dean's nails were drug down
his hip, tossing is head back. "Dean.. Dean, please.. please, Dean." He moaned,
he wasn't sure what he wanted more, Dean's mouth around him, sucking him dry,
or Dean fucking him into oblivion, he just wanted to cum so badly. But at the
same time he didn't want to stop, he wanted to keep going, he never wanted the
pleasure to stop, not when it was such delicious torture. "Dean, Dean, Dean..
fuck.. nnghh.." He begged, his moans overtaking him, his eyes were closed and
he couldn't gather the strength to open them, not when all his focus was on
being utterly ruined.
Dean smiled, sliding his tongue all around the head of Dean's flushed cock,
sucking and doing every action his mouth could perform. "So good, baby." He
murmured, giving Castiel's cock one long lick up from the base to the top
before he removed his mouth and his fingers, dragging them over Castiel's rim
and causing his hole to slick up, because demonic powers do have their perks.
He placed his forearms on either side of Castiel's head and began sucking at
his neck as he slowly pressed into him, letting out a long, lustful moan at the
feeling.
Castiel moaned until Dean pulled off, then whined, wanting everything. His hole
fluttered when Dean's fingers just barely brushed the rim, and then moaned
loudly again as Dean's mouth sucked on his neck as he pushed in. His moan
matched Dean's, though his was more desperate. He was swollen and tighter than
usual. He pushed back, needing to be fucked, he felt completely ruined. He
whimpered and honestly thought about Dean using him all night, fucking him,
filling him constantly. He swore he'd never felt a cock as amazing as Dean's,
not one that filled him so completely, made him feel so amazing.
Dean groaned into Castiel's neck as he thrust into him, his unusal tightness
just turning him on more. "Gonna take- gonna take that ring off soon, baby." He
said with a grunt, kissing and sucking an assortment of stressed blush marks
onto Castiel's creamy skin. Slowly and steadily he picked up his pace, a
multitude of breathless curses, grunts, and rough groans ran from Dean's lips
as he drilled into the young, willing and very, very heated mess of a boy
beneath him. One of his large hands reached down to grasp Castiel's lovely
cock, stroking it slowly and actively avoiding the ring at the base of it.
Castiel moaned and his back arched, his hips moving in time with Dean's. He
wasn't sure he wanted to cum yet, but as the thrusts grew harder and faster, he
knew he had to or he'd die of desperation. His hips bucked into the hand that
stroked him and cried out with over sensitivity, but he didn't want Dean to
stop, he couldn't handle it if Dean stopped. The moans and grunts escaping Dean
just turned him on even more, he'd never in his life felt so turned on for
anyone else. Dean's delicious torture mixed with his moans was enough to drive
him insane, and he kept bucking his hips, moans ripping their way through his
body. "De.. De.. nnghh..' He moaned, reduced to only using a nickname he'd
rarely used aside from times like these when he couldn't pronounce anything
else.
Dean smiled breathlessly against Castiel's neck, pressing a soft kiss to the
now discolored patch of skin right above the base of his neck. "Cas.." He
purred, his mouth becoming less zealous in it's attack on Castiel's neck, and
instead pressing soft kisses and languid licks to it.
After a bit his hips began to stutter, his moans giving way to grunts of 'Cas'
over and over again as he felt a familiar heat snake through his insides and
pleasure run up and down his spine, his mind fogged with the inevitable crash
of his orgasm. He could barely manage to reach around the base of Castiel's
cock and yank the ring off as he came deep inside the boy, eyes rolling back in
his head, legs shaking and cock pulsing with a wonderful feeling as his orgasm
rolled through him.
As soon as Castiel felt the cock ring be tugged off, he let out a scream and
his hips bucked wildly as he came thick white ropes across his skin, some
spurts hard enough to hit his chin as his scream turned silently. His blood ran
white hot and he saw stars, he thought his heart might give out with how
intense it was. He couldn't stop bucking his hips until he was spent, and even
then he was almost convulsing as more and more dribbles escaped him, he could
feel Dean pulsing inside of him, filling him until some dribbled out of his
tight hole around Dean's cock. It was hot and felt like nothing Castiel had
ever imagined. He was pretty sure he would do anything just to feel Dean keep
constantly doing this, his cock pulsing inside his hole, his release never
stopping. In fact, he didn't want it to stop, ever, because it felt so amazing.
His muscles clamped around Dean and fluttered with each time he came a little
more.
After so much had built up, he produced almost unbelievable amounts of release.
Dean was breathless as he pulled out of Castiel and started licking him clean,
his hands running soothingly up and down the younger's body. "Shh, baby.. you
did so good, for me." He praised as his tongue ran over every cum covered dip
and curve of his soon-to-be husband's body. "Could do this all night.." He
murmured against one of Castiel's ribs.
Castiel whined when Dean pulled out, he almost begged for Dean to just get a
pulsing dildo to push inside of him, just so it wouldn't stop. He shuddered as
he felt Dean lick him clean. He was so exhausted but he wanted more, he wanted
more from Dean. He always would, probably, and he wouldn't mind if that was the
dead of him, as long as he got to spend eternity with Dean. "De.." He said,
though it was more of an exhale. He managed to blink his eyes open, though they
were half-lidded. He shuddered again as he watched Dean's tongue licking up the
last of his cum from where it had pooled just above his hipbone. He met Dean's
eyes and then looked over at a water bottle that was on the nightstand, he
couldn't form words, but he just looked at Dean again, hoping he'd understand.
"Okay, baby.. I'll take care of you, always." Dean promised quietly as he sat
up.
***** Castiel Gets A Gift *****
Chapter Summary
     Dean has gathered five special gifts for Castiel, and Castiel is
     ecstatic, he can't wait to use them, maybe even tonight.
Chapter Notes
     This takes place in the same timing as the last chapter, shortly
     after where that one ended.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It turns out Dean had a few more tricks up his sleeve. He could finger Castiel
without even touching him, just by moving his fingers. It was amazing, and
Castiel was just growing used to it when Dean stopped what he was doing,
causing Castiel to whine a bit.
"Hey, there's something I want to show you. One second." He said, snapping his
fingers above his head and knocking around until he found the hollow spot in
the wall. He opened a small door and then looked back at Castiel. "Think you
can reach in there and get that?" He asked.
Castiel watched Dean for a moment, confused, then nodded, stretching up and
reaching in to grab whatever it was that Dean had hidden in his wall. It was a
box, wrapped up.
"Go on now, open it." He prompted.
Castiel nodded, licking his lips, then opened up the gift a bit apprehensively.
Dean bit his lip with what he would never admit was nervousness. "Well?" He
asked, looking at Castile's face, trying to figure out what he was thinking.
Castiel lifted the first item in the box. It was a 5 setting, vibrating plug
that came with a remote control, curled a bit to press right against the
prostate, and he shuddered as he thought about wearing it throughout the day
before Dean came back to take care of him.
Dean pulled out a string of anal beads. "Now this.." He began, handing them to
Castiel. "Was one fun trip to the store." He said, laughing a bit as he
recalled how flustered the clerk had been.
Castiel smiled and reached back in, pulling out a cock ring. At first he wasn't
sure why they needed it, but then he realized it had a vibrating attachment. He
licked his lips and his cock twitched with interest. "Yeah.. I bet." He
mumbled, meeting Dean's eyes again.
Dean smiled, leaning forwards, kissing Castiel quickly before he reached back
in, pulling out a pair of handcuffs, with leather lining so it wouldn't cut
Castiel's skin. "Now these, we could have a lot of fun with." He said, smiling
like a dork.
Castiel's eyes lit up at the idea of that and nodded. There was one more thing
left, and it was wrapped up. He licked his lips, he did that a lot, and grabbed
the packaging, then unwrapped it, his eyes widening a bit. Inside was a white,
satin lingerie body piece, with a slit between the legs, and the sides cut out.
Dean smirked at Castiel as he set the box to the side and pulled Castiel
closer. "Like what you see?" He asked as he started nipping and kissing at
Castiel's soft lips, hands moving to rest on the boy's hips.
"Yes.." Castiel breathed, shifting to press against Dean more, kissing back
when he could, when Dean wasn't nipping at his lips. "Thank you, Dean.."
"If you think you can go another round, we can try some of it out." He
murmured, slipping his tongue inside the younger boy's mouth, licking at the
sweet taste he found there.
Chapter End Notes
     I will continue this in another chapter, once the sex scene is
     finished, then I will type it up to add here. So this isn't the end
     of the night before.
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