Warning: M
He felt thoroughly humiliated and at the same time just so damn bored.
Dean wasn't allowed to leave his little fenced in area, which sucked and rocked at the same time. Bad side, he didn't have his usual freedom to do whatever he pleased; upside was he didn't have to see that Balthazar bastard again.
But the week after he first moved in, Dean was ecstatic to see Castiel enter the dark room with the leash in hand.
Castiel hadn't been sleeping in the room the past two nights that led Dean to suspect he had been in someone else's, namely Balthazar's.
"Been a good boy, Dean?" he asked, a small smile in his voice.
He was speaking to the human. That meant he could answer without getting a lash to his ass or thighs. "Sure have. Not like I can do anything in this box of yours."
It was sarcastic and sardonic and Dean winced slightly the second after he finished speaking. Had that been a smart move?
Castiel didn't respond, he just stared at the human boy a little longer. "Not a science project; don't know why you're staring," he said, turning his head to the side and glaring at the window on the far side of room that let in the dark moonlight. He felt a familiar stab of regret—he couldn't control himself it seemed when it came to Castiel. He always felt like he needed to fight back, be the dominant figure in the situation when he clearly wasn't.
"Would love it if you showed me some respect, Dean. I adopted you from the military academy; I can send you right back," the angel threatened.
A short gasp slipped past Dean's lips and he immediately regretted the embarrassing noise. "You—you can't do that." Can you?
A smile crossed Castiel's lips. "Don't you see, boy? I can do whatever I want. Whenever I want." Castiel smiled manically. "I've brought your leash. You need to eat or you'll get weak."
Dean had grown up with the reflex of shouting "I'm only human!" whenever someone challenged him with an unfair sort of situation. In this case, the words were bubbling up in his throat; Dean wanted to scream out that he was a human—naturally his kind before the apocalypse had run the world (as Castiel knew) and that he didn't deserve to be treated like an animal. A pet.
"I did not say you could stand up, Dean," Castiel ground out, clenching his hand around the leash. Dean hadn't noticed it, but he was stood up to his full six-foot height. He wasn't done growing, but already he was nearly eye-level with the angel. A small smirk dashed across his lips before he sank back down onto his knees and palms.
"'M sorry, Cas," Dean spoke familiarly, most disrespectfully in fact. Castiel was thankfully lenient with what Dean said (in general, some times he deserved a hard spank for his utter contempt) and hadn't really snapped yet. It was a win for Dean.
"You're not, but I'll pretend I trust you," Castiel said in agitation, kneeling down and clipping the leash to Dean's collar, looking briefly into the human boy's eyes. They were a lovely jade green colour; looking oddly innocent in the moment that Castiel must've caught Dean off guard. He cleared his throat awkwardly and stood up. "I'll walk you to the kitchen, please don't act like an animal."
This made Dean feel the gall to laugh out loud. "Sure thing, Cas."
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"Oh! Cassie, you brought your ferret with you!" Balthazar cried in excitement, ignoring the two humans on either side of him and turning around in his seat at the dining room table.
Dean growled angrily and Castiel placed a comforting hand on his slave's bicep. "Please don't bring yourself down to the lowest common denominator," Castiel said politely as if he thought that might defuse the indignant electricity in the room between Dean and Balthazar.
"I'm sorry you see it that way, love. I'm just speaking what I see," he continued in that cocky voice of his, opening his mouth so that an Asian slave called Kevin could lift a spoon of yogurt into the angel's mouth. "Thank you, darling," he spoke affectionately and petted the human's hair.
"Dean, come here," Castiel demanded, holding the leash out and giving a harsh tug in the direction of the kitchen. Dean stuck his tongue out childishly at the blond British angel before he hurried off in towards the owner of the leash. "If you'd like to begin to take your responsibilities in this household, I'd be willing to show you some of the jobs that would be suitable."
Dean stared long and hard at the angel. Did this mean… No more cage?
"Unless you prefer the dark room…?" Castiel cocked a brow.
But if Dean wasn't trapped in the dark bedroom all day, which would mean that he would have to do laborious jobs for Castiel and… ugh… Balthazar. That was not something that he would wake up with a smile and chipper excitement for.
He doubted any of the other slaves felt that way. Not even once.
But looking at Kevin now who was getting his dark feathery hair patted and rubbed affectionately, Dean saw the pleased expression on the human's face. Kevin liked what he did. At the same time, the boy on the other side of Balthazar—Adam—looked like he wanted to tear the other human's ears off using his teeth.
Castiel snapped his fingers. "Dean."
"Oh, uhh…" Dean muttered. Had he made up his mind yet?
"I'll show you the basics and you can make your decision later." And with that, Castiel showed Dean how to prepare a simple breakfast that the angel had on most mornings. It was nothing too hard, just a bowl of fruit, a cup of coffee, and a croissant. Thankfully Dean didn't have to make the croissant; Castiel had a live in cook for that. But for smaller scale kitchen jobs, the slaves took over.
The angel walked into the dining room and sat down, allowing Dean to pick up the tray and carry it carefully into the other room where, thankfully, Balthazar and his harem of humans had left.
Dean set the silver tray down beside Castiel on the table, lifting the plate and bowl and silverware before the angel, and then proceeding to pick up the mug of coffee. A wild idea popped into his head.
The mug was set on the edge of the table, purposefully of course, and what with gravity, it toppled over and the steamy hot liquid dropped into Castiel's lap.
The angel cried out. "Shit! Dean! It's hot Dean, you little—!" He jumped up and slammed the mug on the table, unbuttoning his expensive black slacks and pulling them down his long creamy legs to reveal his stained gray briefs.
The human boy tried his damnedest to not snicker, but holy hell the angel's little dancing fit was driving Dean insane.
"On your knees, Dean!"
Dean's eyes bulged; he knew he was in for it. "What!? I didn't mean to Cas, I swear!"
"Knees, Dean. Now." The dark haired angel pointed to the hardwood floor by his feet. Dean furrowed his brow as he dropped down to his knees, expecting Castiel to walk around him and slide his jeans down to give him at least five hard lashes to the back of his thighs.
Castiel instead yanked down the front of his briefs, revealing his throbbing hard member right in Dean's face. The younger man's breath caught and he stared wide-eyed at the cock not three inches from his nose.
"Suck," the angel ordered.
Dean's jade green eyes looked from the penis to Castiel's face. "You kinky fuck."
Blue eyes burning with rage and lust glared holes into Dean's own pair. He slid a harsh hand into Dean's military short hair and squeeze, pulling backwards. "Open your fucking mouth!"
He didn't know why he did, but Dean complied, opening those gorgeous cupid bow shaped lips and that was enough encouragement for Castiel to thrust his hips forward and fuck into his slave's mouth. The first plunge hit the top of Dean's throat, making the boy gag. Ignoring the painful sound, Castiel's lips formed a hard line and he rolled his hips into the brunette boy's mouth again.
"Clumsily spilling the coffee and then blatantly lying? Lying is a mortal sin, Dean."
Dean had the impudence to smirk. "You're the psycho that likes hot liquid spilled onto your cock."
Castiel yanked hard on Dean's hair, as if pulling the boy back into the reality of the situation—Castiel clearly had the upper hand.
"You were erect!"
"Shut up, slut," Castiel barked. With his free hand, he thumbed Dean's lower lip harshly and parted his boy's lips, allowing himself to fuck back in. This time he wouldn't allow the brunette to speak.
Of course that didn't mean Dean wouldn't try. "Fooogk ruu!" he barely made out.
Inside his mouth, Dean wrapped his tongue around the underside of Castiel's cock. He was a natural. Unless… "It's clear that this isn't your first time with a cock in your mouth, boy."
Dean looked up and met Castiel's ice blue eyes with a hard glare. A scarlet red blush flared up on his cheeks and suddenly the boy's front teeth clipped the angel's head. Castiel cried out with pleasure.
"What? Are you going to lie to me again?" Castiel asked, titling the boy's head back and slowing down his thrusts. "Once more and I'll find another hole in your body to fuck into."
At this, Dean's eyes went wild and—unlike the anger and humiliation Castiel expected to see in the brunette's eyes—the younger boy's eyes appeared to roll back into his head and he began to take pleasure in sucking the angel off.
A low growl emanated from the dark haired angel and his feathers bristled. They were itching to erupt from his back. "This I can work with, Dean."
Dean hummed onto Castiel's dick, sending shocks of electricity down the angel's spine. He hollowed out his cheeks and really sucked, sending another wave of pleasure to wash over the raven-haired angel. Dean was now making addictive slobbery noises and Castiel didn't feel confident that he could keep going at this rate. A few more times Castiel rutted into Dean's mouth before he exploded in his face, pulling his cock out and stroking himself through his orgasm. Dean hastily replaced his master's hand with his own, opening his mouth and catching the streaks of cum.
Castiel was seeing red. He couldn't handle how hot this was. The human connected their eyes as he licked Cas' cock clean.
If only Dean had presented this skill a week ago, the two would be getting along much better.
Beta'd by the sexy and wondrous Vanya Starwind! Plus a big thank you to Ryane-Foxx for the really supportive reviews for the past two of my stories i think ;D
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