Castiel X Reader

Sam, Dean and I were working a case in Washington, DC doing some research at the local library. Dean and me searched through a ton of lore books while Sam worked the computer as his laptop was down at the moment. I got so frustrated I couldn't think. I've been starting at the same page for over half hour now. I couldn't stop thinking about Castiel. He was so Chuckdamned clueless. Every time he's around, he was always staring at me and when I would catch him staring he would quickly look away. Sometimes he would always stand close to me, playfully leaning against me, or draping an arm over my shoulder. The back seat of the Impala was very roomy, yet Cas always sat close to me, sometimes putting his head on my shoulder his hand lightly brushing against mine. He smelled so good, like sea breeze and rain with a hint of freshly mowed grass. It was suffocating yet intoxicating. Pure torture. I needed to confront him.

"Earth to (y/n)" Dean said snapping me out of my thoughts. "We got a lead, are you ok?"

"Ugh guys I don't feel so good." I lied feigning a headache. "Maybe you should sit this one out." Sam offered. I gave a false groan in response. "Come on we'll take you back to the motel." Dean said closing the book he was reading and getting up. Sam came over and helped me up, even though he didn't need to and the three of us left the library. It was pouring out so Dean brought the car around while Sam waited with me under the shelter of the building. Sam opened the door for me and I quickly slid in the backseat, then he went around to the front and got into the passenger side. The motel was only a half mile away so we got there fairly quickly. Dean waited in the car while Sam helped me to my room to make sure I was settled. "Will you be alright, should I call Cas?" (yes) "No! It's ok I'll be fine."

"Okay get some rest we'll be back soon" (please don't) "Okay! Be careful"

"We will."

As Sam left and locked the door behind him, the pained look disappeared from my face and I strolled into the bathroom, stripping my clothes off. I turned on the shower and stepped under the warm spray. I felt a little bad for letting them go alone, but I desperately needed a break.

I stood there for a long time, just letting the water flow over me. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the cool tile as thoughts of Castiel flooded my mind. I moaned softly as my hands cupped my breasts pulling and tugging my nipples, then travelled down between my legs flicking at my clit, my core already slick with my juices and not because of the running water. "Mhmm Castiel I need you, I need you to fuck me now" I whispered under my breath, his name coming out in a hiss as I began rubbing harder and faster. I was close to my orgasm when I heard a knock on the bathroom door. "(Y/n)?"

"What the f...Speak of the devil. In this case, Angel." I turned the shower off and stepped out wrapping a towel around my body. "Damn it! I told Sam not to call him." I thought to myself as I opened the door and stepped out into the room. And there he was, in all his angelic glory.

"Hello, Castiel!"

"(Y/n) are you ok? I heard your prayers"

"Wait what?"

"You prayed for me"

"And what did you hear exactly?" I asked walking slowly towards him.

"You needed me to..." He trailed off looking down, turning a light shade of pink. "Well?" I asked. He looked back up at me through hooded eyes.

"You are aroused"

He made it a statement rather than a question. I began circling closer him like a predator to it's prey. "This is your fault you know that. You're always in my space. Touching me, leaning on me. Do you have any idea what you do to me Castiel? The torture you put me through for making me want you so badly?"

"I-I'm sorry (y/n) it was never my intention to harm you." He said, nervously pulling at the tie around his neck which suddenly looked like it was choking him. "Then what? What do you want from me Cas?"

"I-I am attracted to you. Whenever I am around you I feel the need to be close to you, t-to touch you."

I was taken aback for a moment when realization hit me. "You want me too." I stated matter -of- factly.

"Yes!"