So I was on Tumblr when a post came up with ideas to write about with your favourite characters. Naturally I chose to write with Dean and Cas, and this may or may not have two chapters. The prompt is "sex shop au", and I think I may do one chapter with Dean as the clerk and Cas coming in as a customer, and then a chapter vice versa. Enjoy!
Dean hummed along to one of his favourite songs that just happened to be playing on the radio, "Battery" by Metallica. He licked his thumb and caught the page of his magazine, lazily turning it. Busty Asian Beauties was definitely his favourite porno-mag, he thought to himself, taking a sip from his still extremely hot Dunkin' Donuts coffee.
Out the window he saw grey, the week had been shitty weather-wise, but at least today it wasn't supposed to rain. People constantly walked down the busy street, umbrellas closed but in hand. A couple of guys stopped outside the glass door, one grinning from ear to ear, tugging on the other's wrist. The guy he seemed to be coercing in the store looked horrified, like God would personally smite him if he walked in.
The grinning one was shorter, but only by a few inches. He ran his fingers through his hair and put both hands around the taller one's wrist, pulling him in through the push-open door.
"Come on, Cassy-poo. It'll be fun, I promise," he smiled, turning in Dean's direction. Somehow, Cassy-poo's eyes got bigger, but Dean wasn't sure how. The short one walked right up to the counter, leaned over, and stared into Dean's magazine.
"Busty Asian Beauties, eh? Meh, I've seen better," he said casually, pointing to a specific girl. Dean slowly pulled the porno towards him, closing it and smiling in a friendly manner.
"Can I help you two? We're having a President's day sale, everything is 15% off, even clearence," he tried not to stare at the taller one, but he was remarkably handsome. His hair was dark and a bit damp looking, he kept his eyes low, but they shined a bright blue. The stuble on his cheeks gave away that he hadn't shaved in a few days, but even so-
No, Dean was totally hetero. He always had been, always will be. No sir, Dean Winchester is definitely not a homo. Nuh-uh, no siree!
"Interesting, ya see, my little bro over here is looking for something to, start out easy with. He's kinda a complete virgin, never even used his hands, so we're looking for-" He was cut off by his, brother, Dean thought. Why would someone bring their brother into a sex shop?
"Gabriel! That's enough! Thank you, sir, but I think we'll be going," his voice was gruff, cutting Gabriel's story and Dean's thoughts short. Dean swallowed, hearing this, Cas, call him sir started to stir something deep within him, making him half glad and half sad that the man wanted to leave.
"Oh Cas, there's nothing to be ashamed of in a place like this, besides, telling him the truth will just help him find a lil' something-something for ya!" He smiled, looking at Cas and then to Dean.
"So whadya say? Got anything for my precious baby bro?" Dean started getting a bit agitated, this guy shouldn't be treating his younger brother with such blatant disrespect. But he smiled and put his hands in his back pockets, trying to let it go and just appear, friendly.
"Hey, like he said, Gabriel is it?" Dean looked to the older brother and he nodded in response, "there's nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone needs a place to start from, and I have no problem helping you find yours. But I have to ask a couple of personal questions first, just so I can get a feel as to what you're looking for."
Castiel looked up at him and blushed, but Dean just gave a small, genuine smile, he didn't want to scare anyone away from the pleasures to be found in this store, or in sex in general. After a moment, Cas nodded, confirming he was ready to answer some awkward questions.
"Alright, you're Cas, right?"
Castiel shrugged his shoulders, "Cas is short for Castiel, but it's whatever you prefer," he muttered quietly. Dean felt a bit sorry for the guy, so he started with a not-so personal question.
"Would it make it easier if your brother waited in another room?" Gabriel looked up at this, but didn't object. He looked to his younger sibling and smiled, "yeah, I can get us something to eat. Do ya want your Subway usual?"
Castiel looked to the shorter one and nodded with a quick smile. He regretted letting Gabriel in on his, predicament, so far he was just embarrased about everything. He knew his brother meant well, but this was just, immoral.
"Kay, see you in a bit, Cassy-poo!" Castiel cringed at the nickname, looking back to the floor. Gabriel took a credit card out of his wallet, showed it to Dean, and left it on the check-out counter before walking out towards the nearest Subway.
Dean waited until he heard the bell ring before looking back to Castiel. He walked out from behind the counter and leaned against the front of it, his arms crossing naturally. He waited for Cas' eyes to meet his before continuing.
"Hey, dude, I totally get it if you don't want to, you know, look around, I guess. We can just say we looked all over but didn't find anything you liked. I have no problem with that, you should feel comfortable whatever you do, especially when it comes to-" Dean was cut off by Castiel's sudden decision.
"No, that's fine. I need something, just, not anything special," his voice was quiet, but strong. It gave Dean shivers, but he gave a quick smile.
"Okay, well, first awkward question then," he laughed, "would you prefer anal stimulation, or penile stimulation?" Dean figured that the formal words would help make things go more smoothly, but the man infront of him blushed furiously. Dean's thought drifted, noting how cute it was seeing this guy blush, and how badly he wanted to-
No. Dean wasn't gay, never. That was Sam's thing, not his.
"I- I don't know. I've never tried either," Castiel brought his nail to his teeth and started chewing, so nerve-wrecked that Dean felt kind of sorry for him.
"Hey, that's alright. Well, do you have any fantisies? Any certain fetishes we could go on?" Dean took a step closer, but in a welcoming manner. Castiel appeared to be thinking about it for a moment, but shook his head.
"Any ungodly thoughts that have previously entered my head have been cast away, I am a Christian man," he said, obviously uneasy. Dean's thoughts drifted again, the thought of flawing someone so perfect sounded so-
NO. No. Homo. Is. Dean. Dean momentarily wondered why his subconscious was sounding like Yoda.
"Hey, I get it. Well, God said man shouldn't lay with another man, right? So we'll just forget about the hole anal thing..." Dean started off in the direction of one of the aisles, but Cas spoke up.
"He never said that, the priests of the tribe Levite were just against it, so they put it in the book of Leviticus. God doesn't care who you have sexual relations with, or how you do it," Cas looked up into Dean's eyes, expecting some sort of retort, but Dean just nodded in agreement.
"I like that, hey, you're smart, Castiel. I like you," Dean smiled. Castiel smiled back, starting to relax a little. This man obviously wasn't going to patronise him the way others did, and he liked that.
"I like you too, Mr...?" Castiel was searching for a name tag, but didn't find one.
"Oh, yeah, I'm Dean," he held out his hand and stepped closer. Castiel shook it, firmly, and Dean thought about how nice that grip would feel around his-
STOP. Dean isn't gay, he isn't... right? Right... right.
"Okay then, so, if you're okay with both forms of stimulation, which one would you like to try?" Dean knew exactly what he would say if Castiel still wasn't sure, he didn't mean to be selfish, but oh God did he know what he wanted Cas to say.
"I don't know, what do you think?" his eyes wandered around the walls, noticing how the aisles were separated based on gender/form of stimulation and then any fetish. His eyes fell on a pair of black wings hanging on the back wall, amoungst various other forms of costumes.
"I think you'd be better off with purchasing something for anal play, considering your hand will be just find for your dick," he said, trying not to smile or sound too much like a pervert.
"Very well, let's look at this, anal play, shall we?" Castiel was much more comfortable now, and Dean was silently praying another customer wouldn't walk in.
Dean walked off into the second to last aisle, towards the end, where the prostate-specific toys were located. The beginners stuff was located around the middle of the shelfs, where most people's eyes wander first. He was looking for something specific, a compact black wand vibrator that was perfect for beginners. He found it and picked it up, turning to his left to show Castiel, only to find that he wasn't there. Dean then looked to his right, finding that Cas had walked right by him and over to the collars on the back wall.
Dean grinned, watching Cas pick up a navy blue one, the same colour as the tie he was wearing. He held the vibrator in his hand as he walked up behind his customer, looking down at the D-ring collar.
"I take it since you've never done anything sexual, you've never played with collars and leashes, have you?" Castiel tilted his head and stared at him with innocent eyes, unsure of what Dean meant.
"You mean, these aren't for animals?" Castiel turned the collar in his hands as Dean chuckled.
"Nah, silly. Ya see, you just take the buckle piece out of the hole and slide the collary-stuff out, and then you, ah no you gotta take off your tie," he said undoing the other man's tie with the collar in his hand. Castiel's head was still tilted to one side, but he wasn't stopping Dean. Dean's smile reappeared when the tie came loose in his hands, and he wrapped it around his right wrist for safe-keeping.
"Now, you wrap the collar around your neck, like this. Then you slide the collary-stuff back in through the buckle, poke it back through the hole tight enough so you can slip three fingers under it, and there. Perfect," he smiled. Cas' hand went up to the collar and felt it there, smiling.
"Have you even worn a collar, Dean?" Dean's smile disappeared at the question, remember his days with Alastair. Whatever, it's not like he enjoyed any of it anyways. He wasn't gay, he was just experimenting back then. But now he knows that he's definitely NOT gay.
"Yeah, one of my ex-boyfriends loved me in a collar, but he always did it too tight, and I had trouble breathing," Castiel became concerned, this man was too nice to be unfomfortable during such intimate acts. The silence was awkward, so he asked another question, but of different concern.
"What's that in your hand?" Castiel nodded in the direction of the package. Dean held it up so he could see, smiling a bit.
"This is a prostate wand, it vibrates against your prostate to give you an amazing orgasm," he beamed. When it came to beginners, this was definitely his favourite.
"Oh," was all Cas said, Dean almost took it wrong. But did Cas even know what a prostate was?
"Castiel, you know what a prostate is, right?" Cas just shook his head no, and Dean took it as a cue to continue. "It's this amazing organ inside your rectum, and it feels like heaven when it's touched, especially with a vibrator."
Castiel kept playing with the collar, looking at the toy with curiousity at Dean's explaination.
"Could, could you, um, you know," Castiel looked away, back up to the black wings hanging up, hoping Dean would understand.
"Could I what?" Dean asked, eventually looking up too, noticing the wings Castiel was eyeing.
"Could you, um, show me? Is that possible or, I mean, it's okay if it's not, I just," Cas was starting to get uncomfortable again, fearing rejection, but it gave Dean a burst of confidence for something he hadn't been expecting to do.
Dean grabbed Castiel's chin with his tie-wrapped hand, looking into his eyes, before passionately kissing him. Their lips touched and Castiel's eyes fluttered shut, Dean closing his before their lips even touched. Both of their hearts started racing, and Dean got the courage to run his tongue across Castiel's lips. Castiel moaned with pleasure, it made Dean think of him as an angel. They stayed like that for a moment or two, before they both needed air. Dean broke away first, a grin on his face.
"There's a room out back for just that reason," he smiled wickedly. Dean looked up again and chuckled. "How about we take down those wings, and you can try those on too. I saw you staring at them," Dean looked into Castiel's eyes, noticing how Cas' eyes were darkening in lust. Castiel blushed again, before he too smiled. Dean grabbed the step stool and pulled them down, before leading Cas into the back room.
Gabriel finished his sandwich, chips, drink, and twelve assorted cookies, before he checked his cellphone. He had texted Cas almost twenty minutes ago, wondering where he was. He started to get worried, what if that Sex Shop guy was taking advantage of his little brother?
The thoughts that started racing through his mind pissed him off enough that he got up without Castiel's ready-made sandwich and rushed out the door.
Author's Note: Oooh, cliff-hanger ending. Lemme know what you thought, and if I should do a role-swap of Cas and Dean. Feel free to critique anything and everything(: Please favourite it and give me some feedback! Thank you!