Here we go birdies, chapter 2
Warnings - Smut. Yes there is sex in this chapter. Boy on Boy smut. I ain't gonna sugar coat it by saying Yaoi or some shit this is GAY SEX. Bondage, Sub/Dom play. Some angst from a certain blue eyed fellow
Castiel's hands ran along the sides of the quivering body under him. Up underneath, along a heaving abdomen to toned pectorals. It was there that his fingers found what they sought. The nipples were hot and erect. He pinched them slightly, earning him a throaty gasp. his fingers moved then to the contrasting cold of the clamps drawn tight around those nipples. Castiel grasped the clamps them, pulling them until that gasp became a moan.
He canted his hips forward, burying himself deeper into the other man's body. He pressed his chest along that smooth back. One hand played with the chain connecting the nipple clamps, tugging at them lightly as the other pressed down that abdomen again to the straining erection between the other man's legs.
Cas brought his mouth up beside the man's ear, biting the lobe before saying. " Should I allow you to come?"
" Yes." Breathed the man
" Yes what?" This time, pulling at the chain nipples caused a yelp.
" Yes Sir."
" hmm." Castiel smiled against the man's ear, his fingers pressing at the base of his erection. " Should I touch you? Do you deserve to have me pleasure your cock or should I make you come from my dick alone?"
" Please." The man whined piteously.
The smile Cas wore became a grin. " Please what?"
" Touch me. Please touch me. Please come in my Ass. GOD Sir, Please just move. Fuck me, stroke me till we come." The man paused when Castiel did not move. " Please sir." he whined.
" Good Boy..." Cas breathed. His hand encircled the man's weeping erection as he pulled his hips back only to slam back into him. He fucked him hard and fast, Milking the man's cock until he came hard against the sheets under them. Castiel thrust once, twice and came on the third thrust after, burying himself deep.
Whipped-boi98: Wow...
Angel_of_Thursday: ?
Whipped-boi98: You are really good at the whole role play thing. Felt like I was really there.
Angel_of_Thursday: I read a lot, but I suppose I should thank you for the compliment.
Whipped-boi98: I came really hard just from Jacking and reading your responses. Can I add you to my friend's list?
Angel_of_Thursday: No.
Whipped-bo98i: ...
Angel_of_Thursday: I am sorry. I guess you require more of an explanation. I have a friend on this forum that I usually role play with, and I will be unavailable when he returns.
Whipped-boi98: I C. Well, If you are ever in need again...
Angel_of_Thursday: Yes I may contact you again... Good Night.
Castiel really hated to be a dick. He supposed that it was a little ridiculous to wait the return of his friend on the BDSM forum he frequented, but he couldn't help it. He was such an avid reader off of the forum and he really wasn't much for this... Internet short speak. It really broke the flow for him. this 'whipped-boi98' had been decent at the game, but still wasn't up to par.
With a sigh, Castiel logged off of the forum and went to check his e-mail. Nothing but junk mail. He went to a coffee shop tools and machine's web site so he could look longingly after one of the new type of industrial frapachino machines. It was nice, but he couldn't justify it when the one he had still worked perfectly.
He closed the window then pushed his chair back from the desk to go brush his teeth and prepare for an early bed.
The next day was the same as the last. The same boring people came into the shop. Everyone but one spunky redhead buying their 'usual' drinks. Charlie worked down the street at the 'Green Briar Bakery'. She was in every day to display the cakes and treats that Castiel had displayed in his small desert counter. It was a good deal that he had going with the bakery. He was a coffee shop first and they only served simple coffee and tea. Castiel purchased baked goods from them at a discounted price and they got free advertisement out of it.
" You are looking more glum than usual friend." Charlie stated as she set down the bags of treats on Castiel's counter.
Cas frowned, standing up from getting her a take out cup. " Why do you say that?"
" You were frowning before you frowned at me." She teased, reaching across the counter to poke his nose." Cas waved her hand away.
" Its nothing... just an off day." In truth, Cas was very lonely. He frequented a BDSM forum sure, but electronic liaison's were very different than the real thing. The problem was, despite the fact that he plated a Dom on the forums, he was very shy in real life. To the point where people had mentioned that he came off as aloof.
It was easy to be friendly while he was selling coffee and doing his job. but as soon as the conversation moved further than that, he choked up and really wasn't sure what to say or do. It was one of the reason's he loved books so much. He could have coffee, dinner or lunch with a book. Take one to bed even and never have to think of anything to say to it.
Charlie said he was an Introvert. Cas thought he was just too damn shy.
Charlie pursed her lips at him knowing he was lying. They had known each other for two years now and she had this way of just reading him. " What do you say we have dinner at the Roadhouse tonight? We can get our drink on, I can blab to you about the new video game I am playing and you can blab to me about the book you are reading."
Despite himself, Cas smiled. " That sounds nice."
" Good. its a date then. Just no getting fresh." she wiggled her finger at him and it made him laugh. It had long ago been established that they would be nothing but friends. She was into girls and he was into men. simple. That didn't mean that they didn't flirt for fun once and a while.
" You haven't told me what you wanted yet."
" ooh... One of those caramel frappe things with soy or whatever."
Castiel snorted and proceded to make the drink. He looked up when he heard the bell ring on the front door and froze. It was Dean. Why did he have to show up now when Charlie was here? She knew him well enough that when he stuttered or... Cas would never hear the end of it.
" Morning Cas!" Dean called as he walked in. Cas brought Charlie's coffee to her and nodded to Dean.
" Morning." It looked like Dean had showered since the day before. Not that he looked unclean before. He simply looked fresher now, his green eyes were bright in the morning light. Cas cleared his throat, realizing he had been staring. " What can I get you?" he asked, ignoring Charlie's raised brow.
Dean leaned one elbow against the counter and grinned at Castiel. " Whatever you gave me yesterday will be fine. That was one fantastic cup of coffee. I am used to that shit they sell in diners."
Castiel thanked his lucky stars that he actually remembered what the bow legged man took and set to making it.
" Sooo." Charlie started taking a cautious first tip of her coffee before deciding it was still too hot. " Who might you be. We don't get very many new people around here." Castiel was hoping that she would be too preoccupied with talking to notice the faint blush he could feel on his cheeks.
" I just moved into town actually." Dean told her.
" And you already know Castiel by nick name. hmm, you move faster than The Enterprise at Hyper-speed."
Dean said nothing and Cas couldn't decide if he was relieved by that fact or if it just made him more anxious. He had the drink ready and handed it to Dean.
This time he was not imagining things... Dean definitely lingered taking the drink. His fingers closing down on Castiel's forcing him to stay there a moment before Dean's hand slid up and took the cup. To Cas' horror, Charlie saw the whole thing.
" t-two" He cleared his throat. " two fifty please..." Dean pressed the money into Castiel's hand and gave a little wink before turning to leave, raising the drink up in a form of a wave. " Thanks Cas, see you tomorrow." And then he was gone and Cas could breathe again.
When he was done, Charlie turned to him with a wicked grin. " WHAT was that?" she demanded.
" what was what?" Cas asked with a raised brow. maybe if he played dumb, she would let it go. he had no such luck.
" This 'Dean' he has you all twitterpated."
" Twitterpated?"
" Twitterpated, you know all hot and bothered."
Cas blushed. " Do you blame me?" he asked in defence.
" No I really don't." she told him with a wink. so... are you going to make a move?"
" Probably not."
Charlie frowned. " Why not?"
" I highly doubt he is into the things I am into..."
" The BDSM stuff?"
Castiel hushed her, looking around even though there was no one in the store. " Yeah..."
" You never know... I am sure he would just LOVE being pushed down-"
" Charlie, shouldn't you be getting back to work?" She finally got the hint.
" We can talk about this more tonight at dinner." She told him with finality.
Castiel sighed. " Fine..." What had he gotten himself into?
And so the plot thickens. Muahahah. I am sorry if my Charlie is a tad off. I haven't written her before. .. Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think. I take requests!
