Lovemark
By Annabelle Rose 22
Summary: Short story. Castiel has a very special technique to keep Dean in line. Castiel/Dean Slash! Mature themes.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Rated M( Mature audiences only!)
Author notes: Hiya! lol. So here I am again, writing another story. This is a new to me. My first fandom of Supernatural. I am a really big fan of the show even bigger when it comes to the fanfiction so I'm thrilled to do this. This is an idea of mine. it's been kicking about in my head for weeks. This is a short story (dribble) with Castiel and Dean Winchester. So, here it is!
Dean let out a sharp breath as Castiel left a lovemark on his shoulder. A mark mixed with small drops of blood and teeth marks so deep he was sure to leave a scar. It was a part of his punishment. The scar to remember what he had done. What was the cause? Dean purposely came into his hotel room in a dirty mess. From his black leather jacket down to his big brown boots. Castiel did not play that. He hated the idea of Dean being dirty, especially when they meet. It made his skin crawl and Dean didn't care. So, the former angel took action. immediately taking every ounce of clothing off of Dean's body pushing him inside the shower.
"I'm going teach you a lesson about coming home dirty," He replies. With the pain was added with the intense pleasure, Castiel's hard erection roughly pounded into the older Winchester. "Yeah!" Castiel grunts every time he made a thrust. The warm water poured roughly on them as Casitel showed no mercy on Dean's sweet ass. Dean tried to pleasure himself but Castiel restricted him. Holding his hands back against him.
"Fuck, Cas!" Dean Cursed but his remark turned to a howl as Cas bit him again on the side of his arm.
"What did I told you about that language?" He asked his lover as he nip on his earlobe. "Especially while I'm fucking you? Suddenly, he stop his movements, holding Dean's hips in place. "Say you're sorry."He can heard the small whimper from Dean's lips and it's music to his ears. This is the only time during sex when Dean is most valuable. With a soft kiss of his cheek, Castiel gives in. wrapping his fingers firmly around Dean's wanting cock giving him a firm squeeze.
"OhhhhYesssss!"Dean hissed between his lips. Castiel resume his movements, along with his teasing with his fingers The sounds of Dean's pants, moan, and hard skin slapping fill the room. His fingers clawed at Castiel's skin. With a shout, Dean announced his orgasm, his inner muscles clenched around his lover as he spilled his essence on shower floor. Castiel followed soon after. Bitting Dean's left shoulder to muffle his moans as he felt him up to the brink.
"So, did you and Cas have a good talk last night?" Sam Winchester asked as the sat in the passenger seat.
"Um…Yeah we did." Dean replied clearing his throat trying to stay focused on the road, if it wasn't for his sore neck and ass."We saw eye to eye."
"Hey, What's that?" Sam asked as he looked over at his brother.
"What's what?" Dean asked.
"On your shoulder," Sam pointed out. "Looks like a bite mark or something."
In his response Dean scoffed and shrub his shoulders, "Don't be stupid Sammy. it's just a bug bite."
"Bug bite my ass!" Sam thought to himself. Looking at his book trying not to burst out laughing.
End.