It was 3am in the morning, Cas had barely gotten any sleep. He was on his way back to his room from the loo when he heard a noise coming from Eleanor's room. He stopped and tilted his head towards the door.
It was a soft buzzing. He stepped closer to the door and he can hear heavy breathing and muffled groaning.
Those noises sounded familiar to him, he can remember hearing those noises coming from the babysitter and the pizza man on Dean's laptop.
Cas' heart skipped a beat as an unfamiliar wave of jealousy washed over him. Was Eleanor seeing someone? Was he in there with her?
He lifted his hand to knock but stopped when he heard Eleanor moaning his name.
His head tilted to the side, eyebrows furrowed in frustration unsure of what to do. He didn't know why he was feeling this way. He opted out of knocking and tip toed back to his room closing the door quietly behind him and leaning his head back against the door closing his eyes.
Why would Eleanor be calling his name if there was someone else in there with her?
Cas sighed in frustration as he felt a sensation between his thighs.
He looked down at himself. He was sporting a raging erection and he knew just what to do to get rid of it remembering what the babysitter did to the pizza man.
Cas sat on the bed and loosened the pull strings on the sweat pants Eleanor had loaned him. Palming his member he closed his eyes and began stroking himself, up and down, his thumb smearing the pearly beads already forming at the sensitive tip, his breath hitched and his heart racing.
He squeezed himself tighter and pumped his fist faster, thinking about the noises Eleanor was making in her room. Her husky voice full of yearning and lust calling his name. That is what turned him on, she turned him on.
His body tensed and started to tremble as the sensations of his first orgasm took hold of him. Pumping his fist faster and faster, he put his other fist in his mouth to stop himself from groaning out loud. His eyes shut tight as his seed spilled over his hand and thighs.
Cas came down from his high, his breathing coming out in ragged breaths. He used the t-shirt he was wearing to wipe himself. He then wadded it up and hid it in his duffle bag at the foot of his bed. He laid back on the pillows and fell fast asleep.