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When Castiel calmly slipped into consciousness, he felt surprisingly well rested and strangely relaxed. He could feel the soft, warm yet still obviously foreign sheets, light and heat from the sun on the side of his face and he couldn't hear anything, anyone. No one breathing and he could tell he was waking up alone. He should be used to it he thought, but he thought it would be different, that he would be different. Apparently he was wrong and he was once again waking up to an empty bed. It was this realisation that he was alone forced his eyes to slowly fluttered open. He turned to look over his shoulder just to be sure though he already knew he was right, he heart sank and he felt sick, in a way that he would never admit to. Squeezing his eyes shut tight for a moment to bury these feelings before he planned on getting dressed and leaving as fast as he could.
Just as he was about to open his eyes, he heard the bedroom door open, suddenly deeply embarrassed thinking it was Sam, he held his breath as opened them.
What he saw made him feel something that would never be possible to write down. Cas' blue eyes fell to Dean's green orbs. The smaller man could not stop the smile that spread across his face as a sense of relief washed over him, he was not alone.
"Morning baby." Dean greeted him with his own huge smile, two mugs in his hands. Cas couldn't find words he just lay in bed sheet around his waist as smiled broadly as he watched Dean approach him in just his boxers, it was a good sight.
He sat on Cas' side of the bed and put two coffees on the side and gave his lover a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"I didn't know what you like for breakfast so I thought coffee will do until I get you in the kitchen."
Cas still had yet to speak, a pang of worry erupted in Dean and his heart sank and the thought of Cas regretting him.
"What are you thinking? I'm starting to get worried over here." Cas looked up to Dean and smiled before wrapping his arms around him they held each other in a warm embrace, Dean knew it was something Cas needed so he waited until Cas pulled away.
"I thought I was waking up alone again." He whispered into Dean's neck. When they had parted Dean carded his fingers through Cas' bed tossled hair.
"I could never do that to you." He nodded at him though something inside still niggled that Dean's words were not the truth. He quashed his insecurities to simply bask in the joy of what happened last night and the fact that Dean didn't leave in the night. They lay naked in the spoiled bed for an hour and a half, they talked, shared glances and gentle touches and Dean could not seem to get his head around how wonderful it was to have someone in his bed this way. It was a new thing for him, and he really did love it. Cas too was smiling deeply, goosebumps appeared over his arms when with the tips of his finger tips, Dean lightly traced his skin from his shoulder to his collar bone and ghosted over his lovers neck with a few gentle kiss, he felt complete and safe for the first time. Cas looked to the time and sighed, didn't want to leave but he knew he had too.
"I have to go." He told him and tried to roll of the bed, Dean did not like that idea so he wrapped an arm around Cas' waist to moved to smaller man back into his side and began kissing up his neck.
"What no, why?" he whispered in-between the kisses that were becoming increasingly heated. Cas' mouth had gone dry and suppressed a moan, not letting Dean win.
"I have classes today." He told him stoically as he turned around to look him in the eye.
"Stay, I'll teach you things." Dean said with a smirk that Cas couldn't help but return.
"I'm sure, but I have to pass. Beside don't you have work?"
"I guess." He sighed, not wanted either of them to leave just yet. Cas reached over to the side of the bed and retrieved the butt plug, they took out when Dean woke at 3 am and could get back to sleep.
"Don't forget Dean." Smirk still in place, handing it over. Dean almost blushed, he hadn't known Cas was truly serious, he thought it was sex talk or something the mere thought of being made to wear it for Cas' amusement was thrilling, but he also knew not much work would get down.
"God Cas, if I do that I'll be hard all day." He almost moaned his words as he took it of Cas and looked at it, picturing it and already feeling that spark of turned on.
"That's the plan." His voice dropped at least two octaves, his blue eyes seemed to get darker too, it did terrible things to Dean's head, and dick.
"You're killing me here." He sighed out knowing he was not going to be saying no to Cas.
"Good boy." He praised him and set a soft kiss to his dry lips.
"Thank you sir." Dean answered with, a small smirk playing at his lips, remembering those words from last night, and only realising how he loved saying them.
Both men shared a hard, yet chaste kiss before Dean swung his legs over the side of the bed and made his way to the bathroom. He took a shower, relieved himself and brushed his teeth, before he took the butt plug in his hand. Looking at it alone gave shoots of excitement through Dean's body as he thought about wear it was going to be all day and the fact that no one would know.
He took a small bottle of emergency lube from bathroom cabinet, behind the spare tooth brushes. Warmed the sticky mess with his fingers and stretched himself out a little, after a few minutes he stopped wanting the black plastic inside him already, not caring that it may not be stretched enough he slowly pushed it into his ass. He groaned like a bitch in heat relishing the burning feeling of being stretched.
When he went back to the bedroom, Cas standing in middle of room, still naked, this took Dean aback a little as he thought he was gonna get dressed and go college.
"Come here, hands by your sides, eyes down." Dean did, dick instantly paying attention when Cas put on his gravely alpha voice, so fucking sexy.
Cas slowly stepped close to him and ran his fingers down Dean's cheek. The larger man looked up at the unexpected gentle move, this caught Cas' eye. "Did I say look up?" That. Voice.
"No, sir" he stumbled out, already ridiculously turned on.
"Then keep your eyes on the ground you dirty little whore, I don't want to look at you." Dean did what he was told, then Cas did something that Dean wasn't sure was a punishment for looking up or a reward for looking down because it felt so intensely wonderful. Cas took both of Dean's nipple and twisted them painfully then licking one while rolling the other between his fingers, swapped sides, and sunk his teeth into one while sucking, Dean was moaning at the sudden sensation that made his knees wobble slightly. "It's in?"
"Yes sir." Voice hoarse and bursting with lust.
"How does it feel?"
"Good s- oh god!" Cas but pressed the button as Dean spoke, humming away in his ass vibrating against his prostate. They were silent for around five minutes as Cas stopped and started the plug at random intervals, teasing Dean so much he was rock hard, dripping and shivering, constantly moaning.
"Shut up." Cas snapped turning off the plug, "If you make another sound, I'm getting the gag." The thought of the gag alone made another desperate moan escape Dean's lips.
In response Cas gave Dean's ass one hard smack before getting the gag from the floor and putting it around Dean.
"Too tight?" he whispered and his lover shook head. "Good" Cas quickly gave Dean a kiss on the on the nose before he resumed playing with the man.
Without warning Cas put the plug on whist twisting his nipples sharply for few seconds before turning it off and ripping the sudden pleasure away from him. Dean almost fell to his knees, and practically screamed at the loss.
Cas circled him a few times, Dean was getting a little embarrassed at being so hard but also kinda loved how Cas' eyes were on him and him alone.
He stopped behind him. Ran his long lithe fingers up and down his ass and over plug, after a few more stokes he took the plug in his hands and started slowly pumping it in and out of Dean's willing hole. As the speed got faster he held Dean's throat with his free hand, in return Dean rested his head on Cas' shoulder, biting so hard into the gag he momentarily wondered what it was made off to be so strong, though that thought was soon chased off after he twisted the plug and his other hand tightened around his throat, not so much he couldn't breathe, but enough so he couldn't ignore it, enough so he knew who was boss.
"You're going to feel this all day, feel what I do to you, what you want me to do to you." He rumbled into Dean's ear and he squirmed upon hearing his words. He was so desperate for more he wanted to thrust back into it but Cas hadn't said he could, so he didn't. "You're going to leave this in all day, every time you move it will brush against inside you. No matter how much you want to, you will not jerk off today. You understand fuck toy?"
"Yes, sir." Dean's eyes were unfocused and body both lax and tense, the idea that he couldn't toss himself off in the toilets at work if it got to much was so incredibly hot, he was going to be tease by his own movements all day and he couldn't do anything about it.
"You will not come again unless I say you can." Dean nodded, unable to form the words.
Without wasting another second on teasing and dragging it out, he forcibly bent Dean over the bed, turned it on and fucked him hard with the vibrating plug, while spanking him hard with his spare hand. After a few minutes Dean's hole was loose red and needy, his ass cheek was red and abused from Cas' hand and Dean himself was thrashing around slightly, screaming words muffled by the gag.
"Can I come?" "Please sir." "please!" "Can I come!" "I need to come" "I'm gonna oh god." Cas suddenly stopped, making Dean collapse onto the bed shaking at the closeness of his release. He began to rub himself against the covers, this received one more slap grabbing his attention.
"Stand up" Dean did, quivering at the orgasm that he was so close too, escaped him. "What do you think this is Dean? What make you think a stupid desperate whore like you can come before me." Dean gulped at his words, a little unfocused from Cas' actions on him but liking wear this was heading, "On your knees." Dean's was mouth suddenly dry from the thought of his mouth around his lover, and sunk instantly to his knees. Cas took of the gag, grabbed Dean by hair and pulled him to his cock, pushing until Dean was gagging and held him there, making Dean's eyes roll back, at the force being used, feel hairs breaking and the pain pushed him over edge and came on the floor. sulliver was running down his chin and was all over his chest and the floor, tears down his cheeks and cheek tinted red. Dean continued getting throat fucked until Cas was ready to come,
"Turn around, on your knees, forehead to the floor." Cas grunted out, Dean didn't know what was happening but wanted to find out.
He was kneeling in front of Cas, ass in the air, he knelt behind him, removed the plug and spread his cheeks, Dean's heart hammered heavily in his chest thinking he was about to be fucked. Instead he roughly pushed in two fingers as he pumped his own dick, this time Dean could not resist and started thrusting back onto his fingers. When he was seconds from coming, he removed his fingers and rested his dick at Dean's puckered entrance, coming inside his ass, Dean moaned along with him, when he was done the man gave the hole a sweeping lick before replacing the plug.
Cas laid down next to Dean who was obediently still in the position he was told to be in, both sweaty and breathing heavily,
After the initial glow of his orgasm faded a little, Cas turned his head to look over as Dean who was still knelt on the floor, forehead on the carpet in-between his palms that were too against the floor, he breathed heavy into the carpet, he looked beautiful. Cas ran his fingers through sweaty hair before propping himself on an elbow and just starred taking him in for a few moments.
"Now you have to walk around with my come inside you all day." Dean bit lip, trying not to embarrass himself further by moaning at that. "You came without permission Dean." Cas let that settle in the air for a few moments before continuing "I don't have time to punish you now, but I will not forget this." They held each others gaze for a few seconds. "Come on." He helps Dean to stand on still slightly unstable legs. "Lets have a shower, get clean and ready for the day." Dean was still unable to speak, nodded and rested forehead to Cas' for a moment, before Cas led Dean to the shower by the hand.
They helped wash each other, the gentle touches had returned. They were both hard but were too saited to want to ruin the gentle tenderness of the moment. They both tried to ignore their lover, who was in front of them naked, wet and turned on, it was hard for both of them. But they managed it.
They left Dean's at the same time, butt plug firmly in place. They shared a loving kiss and embrace before they parted; Dean to work and Cas to college.
Dean got to work on time and had the biggest dopiest smile of his face.
"Hey Bobby." He greeted him as he walked into his office and handing a coffee over to him, smile still in place.
"You look like a love struck teenager." Bobby grumbled into the cup as he took a sip.
"Huh," Dean said, he wouldn't describe himself as that, yeah he's smiling like an idiot but he's happy, he's fooling around with a fucking awesome guy who's opening his eyes to so much, his knew his heart was already lost. Okay so maybe a little like a teenager.
"Just don't let it effect your work." He nodded and left go sort some paper work for a car that is coming in, in the next half hour.
"Dean," Bobby called, and Dean stuck his head around the corner back into the office. "I'm glad you're happy." Dean's smile got bigger, he rested his head on the doorframe for a moment and recalled all the reasons he was.
"Me too." He sighed and then promptly left, the look Bobby gave him, for sounding like a thirteen year old girl, was equally hilarious and terrifying, though strangely he wasn't even embarrassed about it. As Dean turned to leave quickly, the plug shifted slightly inside him putting Dean's nerves on edge, he stopped his movement stifled the moan and continued to walk, slowly to the paper filed work top he called a desk.
Dean was right, the whole day he was at least half hard. Every moment he felt the plug, and whenever he felt the plug he thought of Cas' come still in his ass, as he went hot thinking about it. He desperately wanted some sort of release, but remembered what Cas had told him so he held off, it really was killing him.
When he sat down for lunch however he could not hold back anymore, thankfully Bobby was away picking up a car, so he missed the filthy groan Dean let out when he sat down and the plug shifted and was pushed a little deeper. An extremely dirty, risky and poorly thought out idea came into his mind. Without thinking, too horny and hard from being teased all day he went over to the table.
He perched his body on one of the corners, at like a shameless sex driven whore start rock, nudging the plug moving it faster and deeper than it had all day, his moans filled the room at his actions. His hands gripping the sides of the table so hard his knuckles were white, he did it so he wouldn't touch himself, because that wasn't aloud, this? Cas didn't say anything about this.
He stopped rock and started to bounce a little, attempting to stimulate thrusting, it felt so good, but it wasn't enough, it gave him no release and merely turned him on even more.
Dean came to a halt, eyes closed, moan stuck in his throat and sweat glistening on his forehead. He was about to open his eyes when a surge of vibration ripped through him, it was so unexpected he almost came right then. The vibrations didn't stop and he couldn't stop himself from wanting to resume the rocking, he couldn't though because it dawned in him what was happening and his eyes hoot open. He saw Cas standing there, control in one hand, brown bag in the other, eyes dark and smirk in place.
"Don't stop Dean." With their eyes still locked Dean nodded and started to rock on the corner, helplessly moaning. "You couldn't wait could you?" Cas said as he walked into the room placed the bag on the floor, he began stopping and starting the plug just to see Dean's reactions. "You're so desperate for it, you couldn't last more that a few hours before you tried to get off."
"I'm sorry." He gasped out, Cas' teeth were suddenly sinking into the material of his shirt and the skin underneath, that was above his stiff erected left nipple, his rocking stuttered and moaned in response.
"I'm sorry what, you filthy fuck toy." Cas growled into his ear as he hair the mans hair.
"Sir. I'm sorry sir." He mumbled out, eyes clenched shut as he got the right angle again and couldn't stop the words leap from his mouth. "Oh god, fuck!"
"That's right. Faster Dean." He demanded, that fucking voice was even deeper than this morning, dripping with even more want Dean could hardly take hearing it. He looked for Cas, and reached out helplessly for his lover.
"Cas?" Cas was instantly in front of his hands lace at the fingers around Dean's neck, waiting for him to speak. "Spank me?"
"You can count on it, I've still got to punish you from this morning." Dean lit up slightly, he knew Cas said to ask if he wanted anything, but he didn't know he would really do it, its exciting him even more to see Cas eyes sweeping up and down his body and he continue desperate little movements against the table. "Bend over the table and pull your pants down." Dean did so without a word, Cas could see the handle of the plug in-between his cheek, the vibrating continuing, making his legs shake slightly. "So beautiful." He muttered running a hand up and down his cheeks. "Do you want to keep the plug in?" he genuinely asked, not wanting to push Dean on his first spanking session, first of many.
"Yes please sir. God yes." He smirked, his own cock uncomfortably tight against his jeans.
"Shut up, you don't get to talk to me." He spoke as he took his cock out and started to rub himself as he spoke. "You're going to count each one, and don't forget my name." Dean nodded and down came his hand.
"One, sir." He gritted out. The first one collided with Dean's ass with a loud sound of skin hitting skin, but he knew it didn't hurt, it was superficial, the first few were always lighter so ease his ass and the blood flow into it to avoid so much bruising. His hand soon came down again, harder this time. "Fuck, two sir." Dean spoke louder this time, rocking forward more than the force of the slap alone, in an attempt to give his dick friction. The hand came down harder again. "th-three, sir."
This went on until the room was filled with needy moans and gasps and Cas was rubbing himself against the crack of Dean's ass and the plug, though making sure he can still spank a desperately unravelled Dean. Cas moved around leaving Dean sprawled across the table so he could come in his mouth before continuing his assault of Dean's ass, at the same time licking around the vibrations of the plug to the rim of his hole. They were of spank number 27 when Dean began shouting.
"Fuck! Fuck sir, can I come?!"
"No." he growled before pulling his to standing position so his come would land on the table. "Now you can." When Dean finally felt a hand on his dick, it only managed a twist before Dean exploded his came all over the lunch room table.
"fuck." He breathed out as he rode through his orgasm. Sighing fondly as Cas finally pressed the button of the vibrations to stop.
"Stick your tongue out." Dean was too blissed out to argue so did without question. With a hand around the nape of his neck, Cas pushed Dean's face to the table and ordered him to lick up his mess but not to swallow it, Dean did so happily. When he was standing straight again with his mouth open full of come. Cas dove his tongue inside gathering Dean's come for himself. They ended in an extremely heating tongue and come filled kiss before the need for air got the better of them.
Foreheads resting against each other they breathed deeply. After a while Cas stood back and looked at him, he was looking completely debauched, sweating, panting with swollen red lips from biting them and hair that screams sex, he was unravelled and apart in front of Cas and he thought him beautiful.
"So beautiful." Cas murmured again as he leaned in to kiss gently up Dean's neck.
"You really will be the death of me." Dean joked, hating how much his heart hurt when he looked at the guy he hasn't even known that long.
"Hope that's a good thing."
"It's a very good thing." He kissed Cas on the nose he looking around the room. "Oh god, this place stinks of sex." Cas couldn't stop the snort of laughter that erupted from him. "What will Bobby say?" Cas shrugged, placing the brown bag he placed on the floor when entering on the table and turned to leave. "Where are you going?" Dean hated how panicked he sounded, though thankfully Cas didn't mention it.
"Home. I just came to drop of a sandwich for your lunch, then I saw what you were doing and I couldn't resist, you're a very naughty boy Dean."
"You brought me lunch?" was the only part of that sentence Dean took in, it was so normal, so coupley, were they a couple, Dean decided that he liked the idea and smiled that his lover standing in the door way. "Thanks." Cas nodded back and turned again, Dean was not ready to say good bye just yet. "Will I see you tonight?"
"I am having a study session with Sam."
"When do you finish?" Cas was a little surprised but touched nonetheless, he loved that Dean wanted to spend time with him, because he wanted to spend so much time with Dean.
"Around eight."
"I could introduce you to star wars. If you wanted." Dean looking sheepish and shy at suggesting star wars was probably one of the cutest things Cas has ever seen.
"Yes. I'll bring the little umbrellas if you bring the beer."
"Deal." They both share a small laugh, it was surprisingly easy considering what they were doing not ten minutes ago.
Cas kissed him goodbye, and left. Dean realised he still had his pants around his ankles, and bent down to sort himself out, just as he didn't he heard Cas in the main garage.
"Oh, good afternoon Mr. Singer." Dean went white and rushed to the garage as he tried desperately hard to stuff his dick back into his pants. Though when he looked into it there was only Cas, standing there looking practically proud of himself.
"You little shit." Dean barked out, though there was not heat to it, ran to him and chased him up to the side of a car, holding Cas between him and the car they kissed deeply. Dean lowered his head and started kissing licking biting and sucking Cas' pale smooth neck.
"Mr. Singer." He squeaked out and Dean rolled his eyes at Cas' attempts of distraction.
"Not fooling for that again Cas." He smirked and was about to get back to business when he heard and familiar voice behind him.
"Dean." He spun around instantly.
"Bobby!" Bobby nodded to Dean and his eyes skating straight over to Cas. Despite knowing Bobby was harmless he couldn't help but shuffle a little in front of Cas, as a sign of protection.
"Cas?" He asked, ignoring Dean's actions and stepping forward hand out for a handshake.
"Yes sir." Cas replied politely, the word sir sounding weird on his lips, the thought of it making Dean blush a little
"You keep him happy." Bobby roughly spoke as he pointed to Dean, Cas' heart swelled at the protectiveness.
"Yes sir." They shared a look and a nod before he turned back to Dean, and gave him a look that Dean seemed to recognise as he smiled a little back.
"Just not on company time, Dean."
"Sure thing Bobby." Dean told him as he blushed, as he watched Bobby retreat to his office.
"I'll better go. I'll see you tonight." Cas told him, running a hand up his hand and squeezing the bicep gently before they sharing a good bye kiss.
"Can't wait. It'll be out second date." He whispered into his mouth as he gave his lover another kiss. They parted ways with smiles on their faces, both equally excited for their second official date.