Words: 618
Chapters: 1
Warnings: NSFW, PWP
Characters: Dean, Castiel
Pairings: Destiel, Dean/Castiel
Fandom: Supernatural
Notes: None of the characters belong to me, they belong to Eric Kripke and the song belongs to The Weeknd.
Cas looked up at Dean with his blue eyes locking on blown pupils and green irises. Cas was on his knees and Dean was practically begging for the attention his cock was craving. Dean has his fingers laced in Castiel's dark hair and he was practically on edge as is with Cas panting on the thin lining that kept them apart. Castiel closed his eyes as he bite at the elastic band of Dean's boxers and pulled them down to his thighs, exposing his dick to the rapidly heating room. The hunter inhaled sharply at the new sensation. Castiel nipped along the insides of Dean's thighs before he moved to the subtle V of his hips. Dean had shown him pleasure that he hadn't even been able to fathom, and he was planning on returning the favor The hunter's eyes were glazed over as he watched Castiel through half-lidded eyes and ran his fingers through the fallen angel's hair.
Castiel finally made his way back down to Dean's balls and took one into his mouth to suck before releasing it with a barely audible noise and trailing his tongue from the base to the tip of Dean's member. Castiel flicked his tongue across the slit when he reached his destination and marveled in the soft hiss that escaped Dean. Castiel didn't need any further encouragement. His eyes met Dean's once again and they were locked in a stare as Cas gripped Dean's hip tightly before sinking Dean's cock into his mouth and down his throat somewhat. Honestly, who really needed a gag reflex?
Cas hollowed out his cheeks to take more of Dean in and once he found Dean's balls meeting his chin, he began to hum a soft tune. Dean's eyes rolled back from Castiel's as he got lost in the pleasure for the briefest of moments. Castiel's nails digging into his hips was the only thing that brought their eyes back together and Castiel repeated the motion, occasionally running his tongue along the slit of Dean's erection.
Instead of sinking back down around Dean, Castiel let his lips trail lightly down his cock until he arrived at his balls. He took one of them into his mouth as he brought his hand from Dean's hip to take up what his mouth was no longer doing, seeing as it was preoccupied with the job of fondling Dean's balls in a way that had Dean's jaw slacken for a moment. "Cas…" The name was barely a whisper coming from the hunter's lips.
Castiel couldn't simply ignore the nearly silently call. He trailed his tongue along the vein under Dean's cock once more before he trailed light butterfly kisses and nips along Dean's abdomen and chest, stopping only to give Dean's nipples some attention. Dean was barely holding it together at this point. "Castiel…" Cas brought a hand to rest on Dean's cheek while his free hand went back to Dean's penis to continue it's work, their foreheads pressed together as Castiel spoke in a barely audible voice, "Don't be scared. I'm right here." An almost choked noise escaped between Dean's lips as he reached his limit, his semen spurting between the two men's stomachs.
Their hot, panting breaths were promises that didn't need words. They were the only other noise in the room as Cas waited for Dean to come down from his high. A faint and very subtle smirk fell upon the angel's lips while he ran his fingers soothingly through Dean's soft, short hair. "Trust me, boy. You want to be high for this." Dean, despite still calming his body down, snorted in response. "Remind me to never let you listen to cheesy club music again."