A/N: Alright so this is going to be a collection of 28 kink-related one shots. They'll be mostly Destiel, but there will be some Samifer, Sabriel, and yes, Wincest sprinkled in. If some of those pairings or the kinks I do aren't your thing, I'll clearly state the pairing and kink at the top of each story so that you can skip over the ones that don't appeal to you. Most of them will also be established-relationship, so that I don't have to worry about writing 28 awkward 'first-time' emotions. Okay, I think I'm done now, so onward to the kinks!
Summary: Alright so to start things out here's some good old fashion Destiel wing!kink. After a few months of being together, Dean asks Castiel to see his wings. I know, I know it's been done so many times before, but it's my first wing!kink so I decided to start easy. Enjoy ;) P.S. The title is from the song by The Cure.
Doing The Unstuck
It had been exactly four months, two weeks, five days, eleven hours, thirteen minutes, and twenty-eight seconds since Dean and Castiel had been sleeping together before Dean got up the courage to ask Castiel something that he had wanted to ask since that first night.
They were on their bed and had gotten rid of all of their clothing except for their boxer's and T-shirts when Dean broke the kiss and sat up, "Hey, Cass?"
"Yes?" Castiel hummed softly, sitting up next to Dean.
Dean shifted nervously, "Can ask you something?"
"Anything," Castiel told his lover honestly.
"Do you think that maybe I could…?" Dean trailed off, biting his lip. "Maybe…see your wings?"
Castiel tilted his head, "You wish to see my wings?"
Dean nodded," Yeah, I mean you said that an angel's wings are basically like their junk so I figured since you've seen mine enough times…But I mean, it's not like an 'I showed you mine so now you have to show me yours' thing or anything like that. I just really want to see what they look like and feel like and…stuff. And I mean, you don't have to show me if you don't want to, but I think it would be kinda nice and fun and uh…intimate." Dean sighed, remaking eye contact with Castiel, not having been aware of breaking it during his rambling.
Castiel smiled, reaching out to cup Dean's jaw, "I'd be more than happy to allow you to view and even touch my wings, Dean."
Dean's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, "Can you show me now?"
"Of course," Castiel pulled his shirt off and rolled his shoulders back a few times. "Close your eyes for a moment."
"Okay, yeah," Dean breathed, closing his eyes with a grin still plastered across his face.
Castiel smiled at his hunter as he willed a pair of wings into existence. He shifted them experimentally, adjusting their shape, size, and color a few times before nodding to himself, "You can open your eyes now, Dean."
Dean opened his eyes, gasping at the sight of two sleek black wings coming out of Castiel's back. Castiel shifted them, flaring them out to span out about three feet on each side. Of all the things to say, Dean naturally said the stupidest, most insulting and therefor, most Dean-like thing possible, "They're smaller than I was expecting."
Castiel flinched, but nodded, knowing that Dean hadn't meant to insult him. "I scaled them down a bit from their actual size. I thought that you would find them more appealing if they were small enough for you to easily handle."
Dean's eyes widened as his words caught up to him, "Shit, I didn't- wait so I can actually touch them?"
Castiel chuckled softly, nodding and turning to give Dean full access to his wings.
Dean slowly reached out and ran a hand over the ridge of Castiel's left wing, causing Castiel's breath to catch in his throat. "They're so soft and…pretty," Dean mumbled, combing both of his hands through the thick feathers.
"Thank you," Castiel sighed under Dean's affection, a shutter running through his body, starting at the base of his spine and traveling up through the tips of his wings.
Dean grinned, "Is this turning you on? Me touching your wings while telling you how fucking amazing they are?"
Castiel whimpered as Dean continued to stroke his wings, "A bit, yes."
Dean leaned in closer to nibble and kiss at the small patch of skin between the bases of Castiel's wings, keeping his left hand buried in his angel's feathers while reaching the other around to rub Castiel's erection through his boxers.
"Oh, Dean," Castiel moaned, leaning back into his hunter's touch.
Dean continued to grin, kissing and sucking his way along one of Castiel's wings, allowing his hand to explore the silky softness of the other. "Mm, they're just so…awesome," He whispered against the feathers. "You know, they look pure black at first, but when you get closer they have this midnight blue mixed in everywhere."
Castiel mewled, his head rocking back on his shoulders, "I've never let another being touch my wings before. I must say that I find the experience quite pleasurable."
"Baby, you have no Idea how pleasurable this is about to get," Dean purred, reaching his right hand into Castiel's boxers. He took Castiel's leaking cock into his hand, taking a moment to smear his pre-come over the tip before he began stroking it firmly. "Shit, Cass, you're so fucking hard right now."
Castiel cried out, his back arching and eyes squeezing shut as he coated Dean's hand and the inside of his boxers with his come.
Dean froze, pulling back, "Babe, did you just…?"
Castiel Panted and leaned back into his hunter, "Yes."
"That quick?" Dean chuckled, trying to lighten the suddenly heavy mood.
"Yes, Dean," Castiel told him, sounding defensive and slightly embarrassed. "As I said an angel's wings are like a human's genitalia. That being said, imagine having three penises and that two of them are being stroked while the third is being orally stimulated…Then multiply that feeling by ten."
Dean shivered at the thought, rocking his cloth-covered cock forward against Castiel's ass, "Fuck, Cass, I love it when you talk nerdy to me."
Castiel moaned at the feeling of Dean's cock against the crack of his ass. Suddenly the angel forgot all about having just experienced a mind-numbing orgasm and wanted nothing more than their clothes to be gone and Dean to be inside of him. "Dean…please…fuck me."
"Fuck," Dean groaned, releasing Castiel long enough for them both to get the rest of their clothes off. The angel leaned forward so that he was on all fours and smiled over his shoulder at Dean. The hunter smiled back, leaning forward and placing a kiss on the small of Castiel's back. "Shit," He mumbled pulling back, "I forgot lube."
"Feel towards the base of my wings, you should feel a small bump. That's one of my oil glands. Just…massage it a bit and it should suffice."
Dean carefully felt along Castiel's right wing until he felt a small bump. He massaged it between his thumb and forefinger for a moment and was rewarded with a squirt of translucent oil and a moan from Castiel. He moved his oil-coated fingers down to Castiel's entrance and gently slid one in, earning another moan from his angel. Dean smiled at the noises Castiel was making and added a second then third finger, while keeping his free hand on one of Castiel's wings so that he could continue stroking his feathers. "Fuck you're so hot right now."
Castiel practically purred in response, his wings and cock pulsating from Dean's attention.
Dean grinned and continued to work Castiel's entrance open. Finally when Dean's fingers began to stroke against his prostate Castiel had had enough.
"Dean, if you don't want me to come again before the 'main event', I suggest you stop teasing me," the angel spoke in a near growl.
Dean smirked, giving Castiel's prostate one last probe, loving the way it made his wings ripple. Satisfied, he removed his fingers, bringing them back to Castiel's oil gland. Once he had collected enough oil he moved it down to coat his own length. The second the oil touched Dean's cock he nearly came, "Oh my- fuck!"
"What's wrong?" Castiel asked, looking over his shoulder.
"Nothing it's just, oh," Dean gasped and moved his oil-free hand to grip the base of his cock as a spurt of pre-come squirted out onto the bed beneath them. "Tingles," He concluded.
Castiel nodded, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth, "Yes, I have heard that an angel's oil can have that effect on humans."
Dean nodded, catching his breath as the tingling began to subside, "Ready?" Dean asked, all of his cockiness back and in full swing as he lined his cock up with one hand while the other began stroking along the ridge of Castiel's right wing.
"Dean…"Castiel moaned, rocking his hips back.
Dean chuckled and pushed forward, his cock sinking easily into Castiel's entrance. "Oh, fuck!"
"What?" Castiel asked almost too innocently.
"I…" Dean trailed off with a moan. "Um, forgot that I used your oil as lube and…and I think I'm about to come."
"Then you better start moving. Now." Castiel rasped, grinding his ass back into Dean in encouragement.
Dean complied, placing both hands on Castiel's wings and began rocking his hips back and forth, pushing and pulling his cock in and out of Castiel's entrance, "Oh, oh, fuck, Cass, this is amazing!" Castiel moaned his agreement as Dean's orgasm continued to build. "Shit, Cass, babe, I'm so close. Oh, Cass I'm gonna come," Dean nearly sobbed in ecstasy, leaning forward to kiss and suck the back of his angel's neck. He lasted two more thrusts and then he was coming inside of Castiel so hard that he saw stars, moaning something that vaguely resembled the angel's name.
Even though Castiel had just came, the combined feeling of Dean's hands on his wings and Dean's cock pulsing and shooting come inside of him had him falling over the edge right along with his hunter, crying out Dean's name as his cock spurted his release onto the sheets beneath him.
The hunter groaned as he pulled his spent cock out of Castiel and collapsed onto the bed, landing on his stomach next to his angel. "Fuck. Just fuck," He sighed.
Castiel whimpered at the loss of his hunter then hummed in agreement to his statement, falling onto the bed next to his lover.
Dean closed his eyes in content and exhaustion. They shot open a second later when he felt something incredibly soft caressing his back. He turned his head towards Castiel and gasped as he took in the sight of Castiel with wings the size of the silhouettes he had seen the first night he met the angel. The new larger wings were the same color, just as soft, and just as beautiful as the smaller ones had been. "They're beautiful," Dean whispered, rolling over to his back and petting the wing above him.
Castiel smiled, moving to use Dean's chest as a pillow and shifting his wings to act as blankets. "I'm glad you approve."
"I approve no matter what size they are, Cass, because that was seriously the most amazing sex we have ever had- and that's saying something. Well, I mean, you know, other than the whole coming like virgins thing."
Castiel hummed, nuzzling further into his hunter, "It'll last longer next time," He assured.
Dean grinned, wrapping an arm around Castiel's waist. "Already planning on a next time? Damn, babe, have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"Yes, Dean, you have, multiple times," Castiel smiled placing a small kiss on Dean's toned chest. "But I love hearing it each and every time, nearly as much as I love you."
Dean smiled, placing a kiss in Castiel's messy hair, "Enough chick-flicking, let's sleep," He told his lover, planning on having 'next time' sooner rather than later.
The End
A/N#2: So that's the end of my first ever wing!kink. You like? Let me know in the reviews and you shall receive the next tale of kink ;) Review=next part. No review=the death of my muse. Now is that something you want on your conscience?
P.S. I already have a list of kinks, but there's always room for more so if you have any suggestions, feel free to suggest!
