CastielxChuck handcuffs
It was awkward, at least for him as the self proclaimed 'angel of the lord' hovered over him with a tilted head translating into a look of not understanding. "Listen Cas... Castiel," Castiel he reminded himself, "see there was this girl and she said she wanted to try something and the next thing I know..." he trailed off, wrist jingling his cuffed hands connected to the headboard. The angel continued to stare at the prophet, he wasn't judging so much as mildly intrigued, Chuck wanted to explain further but angel stared at him with his impossible blue eyes and he closed his mouth.
"This keeps you, immobile?" Chuck's breathe caught in his throat as the angel's fingers slide around the one of the metal loops. "You cannot move." The angel whispered in his gravelly tone, Chuck turned his head away feeling the blood move from the blush on his face to immediately southward. "May I try something I seen on the television?" Chuck looked over at angel in human skin still watching,waiting for permission, he nodded unable to speak.
