Castiel/Dean Winchester - Castiel teases Dean with impala_is_my_baby

[babyinatrenchcoat]

Castiel was sprawled out across the bed, grinding his ass down against the bed while his hand rubbed over the very prominent bulge in the way to small white running shorts. He shifted slightly, whining loud as he kept grinding, having used a plug on himself just to tease Dean even more. He could feel it pressing inside him, not giving him near enough friction.

He panted, head thrown back as he just kept getting louder in his desperate noises. "Dean! Oh GOD Dean!" He moaned out, glancing at the clock so he would know when Dean would be arriving.

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[impala_is_my_baby]

When Dean made it home (well, the tickets from running the traffic lights in the mail would be worth it) in record time, and he barely turned Baby off before he was bounding up the stairs into their house, then taking the stairs two at a time to their bedroom. He paused at the doorway when he heard those noises, and he peered around the doorframe, staring at the sight of Cas on the bed. He hadn't been kidding about the shorts.

Biting his lip, he stayed quiet, just standing there, watching and taking in the view.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He shifted, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. He reached back, pressing the heel of his hand against the plug before grinding and making himself keen, Dean's name falling from his lips over and over in need.

His chest pressed to the bed, ass high in the air he moved his other hand between his legs, stroking himself through the shorts. "Please...fuck yes...please Dean, need you..." He murmured, wishing Dean would hurry up and get home.

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean stared, eyes widening as he seemed to lose himself into it even more. Sweet Jesus in a hand basket, he wasn't kidding when he said he was preparing himself for Dean.

He finally pushed himself away from the door, stepping into the room and clearing his throat.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..."

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He turned his head, lust blown eyes locking onto Dean as he walked in. He didn't stop what he was doing, instead just rolling onto his back again so Dean could really look at him.

"Come fuck me, Dean. Please...fuck I need you so bad!"

[impala_is_my_baby]

"Son of a bitch, Cas," Dean moaned, pulling his shirt off and kicking his jeans aside as fast as he could before joining him on the bed. "Maybe I want to see you tease yourself some more in these...hot damn, these shorts."

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He spread his legs, pushing his hips up off the bed and whining as his hand continued rubbing at his covered cock. "Please...no more teasing. Been teasing myself for what feels like forever. I need you now."

[impala_is_my_baby]

"You are damn sexy like this," Dean murmured, pushing his hand away from his cock and covering it with his own, gripping him firmly through the thin fabric of the shorts. "What've you been doing to yourself, Cas? Tell me."

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He blushed, moaning and thrusting up into Dean's hand. "Before...I put on the shorts I fingered myself...got nice and wet for you. Knew I was gonna get you to come home. Put a plug in. God I was so hard, Dean. Still am."

[impala_is_my_baby]

"And if I didn't come home when I did?" Dean asked, stroking over his cloth covered erection. He smirked at the blush and leaned down to kiss where the blush disappeared on his chest. "Would you've kept the plug in you until I did come back tonight?"

[babyinatrenchcoat]

"Yes. Would've kept the plug in until you came home. Done everything like normal...cooked dinner and cleaned." He whined, rocking his hips before grinding down against the bed hard, sending the plug against his prostate again.

[impala_is_my_baby]

"Damn, Cas," Dean breathed before hooking his hands under the waist of those too damn small shorts and dragging them down impatiently. "I've corrupted you totally, haven't I? Turned you into a real pervert."

[babyinatrenchcoat]

"Do you see me complaining? At least the only thing I perv on is you." He smirked, rolling his hips to help Dean get him out of the tight shorts. He gasped at the relief when he felt his cock released from the tight constraints of the fabric, fingers circling himself and stroking slowly.

[impala_is_my_baby]

"No," Dean swatted his hand away so he could take a hold of his erection himself. "You've done enough. Now it's my turn."

And his turn apparently involved lapping up along the underside where the vein throbbed.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He jerked, crying out at the attention to his cock, fingers sliding into Dean's hair as he shuddered. "Oh yes...please Dean..."

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean hummed as he closed his mouth around him, sliding down his length and sucking eagerly. His hand reached between his thighs and found the plug, which he pulled slowly from his body.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He moaned, biting his lip and rocking his hips up as Dean sucked. When he felt his lover start to move the plug he whined, clenching around it and gasping harshly.

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean lifted his head and released him so he could speak.

"Relax, Cas, let me get this damn thing out," he murmured, before closing his mouth around him again, picking up where he had left off.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He nodded, taking a breath and relaxing, even as he rocked up into Dean's mouth. "Sorry, Dean....I just...oh god..."

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean would have smirked if his mouth wasn't so full at the moment, and he slid the plug carefully free. He tossed it aside before replacing it with his fingers, slowly sliding two into him as he sucked firmly.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

When the plug was pulled free he whimpered loudly, a small sob escaping his throat at the empty feeling. "Please...please, De OH!" He cried out when he felt his fingers, pressing back against them. "More...please!"

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean swallowed, then relaxed his throat so he could take him in completely, crooking his fingers, searching for that bundle of nerves at the same moment.

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He keened loudly, pressing his face into the blankets on the bed as he thrust his hips back against the fingers inside him. "DEAN! Please fuck me! Please...Need you so bad!"

[impala_is_my_baby]

Now, that was hot. Super, super hot. Cas begging for him, and only him. He hadn't been kidding when he said he prepped himself--Dean's fingers were slick when he pulled them out and he grabbed the lube that had been left on the bedside table to prep himself in turn. He did as much as he could bear before he was pressing into Cas, pushing his thighs apart as he slid into him almost too easily.

"Shit, Cas, oh god, you feel...so damn good..."

[babyinatrenchcoat]

He slid his thighs further apart, arching his ass into the air and sobbing when Dean finally, FINALLY sank into him. He couldn't even form words from how good it felt to have his lover inside him, filling him up so good.

"You...you too. Fuck...fuck yes Dean..."

[impala_is_my_baby]

Dean stared down at him as he slid home, hardly able to believe the expression on his face, the pure need there. He paused when he was completely inside him, adjusting to the sensation and allowing him to adjust as well, and his hand cupped his cheek, thumb smoothing over his cheekbone.

"Cas..."