He shifts his hands from the small of my back to the hem of my shirt to slip it over my head. I chuckle at him while he struggles to take his shirt off. He gives me a side glance smirk, "You're gonna pay for that."
"Name your price, Winchester," I whisper into his ear before moving down to kiss the corner of his jawline.
"You know exactly what I want," he breathes heavier, and I can feel his erection against my leg, "And I know you want it too."
I scratch my teeth on the stubble below his jawline, and proceed to suck on his neck. His hands clasp on my love handles and he brings himself to a slow grind under me. I move back to his mouth, delicately gliding my tongue across the edge of his lower lip. He pulls back slightly with a look of delight and gave a small smilish huff, "Cas... Wow," he leans back in, and intertwines his tongue with mine.
He removes one hand to grapple at taking his boxers off and throw them to the side before removing mine with slightly more grace. He places his hand back on my side and flips over so that he is on top of me, and giving me his classic Dean grin, he kisses my face only to run his hands down my torso to my hips. I swell under his touch, and he immediately takes me in his mouth, gliding beautifully back and forth. Under such pleasure, I grapple at the sheets around me and force my head back, into the pillow. Using all my strength, I try to hold back as long as I can, but after what seems like forever I can't contain myself and let everything go. Dean moans in pleasure from my coming, and takes a deep swallow. Releasing his grasp, he pulls himself back up to face me, "God you taste so good," he breathes before interlocking his lips with mine once again.
