"I can't believe I let him talk me into this..." Dean huffed at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, his lower half more or less concealed by the black lace panties he was wearing.
Castiel decided to do some spring cleaning, it was the middle of summer, and had 'accidentally' stumbled upon a box Dean had hidden in the back of the closet. Something he only took out whenever Castiel was at work.
The box sorta, kinda, maybe fell off the shelf and the contents sorta-kinda spilled out onto the floor. Castiel went to pick it up and stopped when he realized what had fallen out.
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"Dean!" Castiel called from the bedroom, he had gathered up the box along with it's not so hidden contents.
Dean came charging into the bedroom, in full 'protect mode' staring wildly around the room until his gaze landed on Cas and the box.
"W-what'cha got there, Cas?" Dean tried to hide the shock in his voice, going for non-chalant and missing it by a fucking mile. Thankfully Castiel hadn't noticed.
"I was doing some cleaning and this fell out of closet... I don't know where it came from," Castiel replied, genuinely and adorably confused.
"It's mine... Guess I didn't hide it good enough," Dean smiled faintly, clearly unable to lie to his boyfriend, he was an open book when it came to Cas.
"Why would you hide something like this?" Castiel cocked his head to the side, the way he did whenever he didn't understand something. Dean's cheeks flushed as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Cause it's embarrassing... I didn't want you, well, finding it," Dean explained with a shrug, he had been honest with Cas ever since he'd helped him come out as bi but some things were still hard to talk about.
"You thought I would judge you? Dean, lots of guys enjoy wearing lingerie... Some guys enjoy seeing them wear it," Castiel was blushing now, and Dean couldn't help but notice.
"I mean... Wait, what did you just say?" Dean stared wide eyed at Castiel, his brain catching up on what he just heard from Cas.
"I saw some of the things in here and... I'd like to see you... wear them," Castiel stuttered, his cheeks going from a rosy pink to almost stop sign red. Dean quirked a sly smile at him.
"Forgive me, that was a little out of line..." Castiel squeaked shoving the box into Dean's hands, Dean grabbed it and tossed it onto the bed.
He caught Castiel by the hips and pushed him up against the wall beside the closet, his hands coming around to settle over Castiel's jean-clad ass.
"If you wanna see me in them, who am I to deny you?" Dean whispered into Castiel's ear, pressing their bodies together as he caught him in a teasing kiss.
Stepping away, Dean snatched up the box he'd thrown on the bed and disappeared into their bathroom, leaving Castiel flustered and confused.
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So that's where Dean was now, in the bathroom staring at himself in the mirror above the sink, the lacy fabric hugging his hips, his semi-hard erection sticking up out of the elastic band.
Cas had no clue what he'd gotten himself into. Dean found a rush of confidence whenever he wore a pair of panties, and spurred on by Cas' little confession only added to that. He could only imagine how Cas would react.
Dean did a little turn in the mirror, smirking when he got a view of his toned ass barely concealed by the lacy panties. Yeah, Cas was not prepared for this.
As Dean exited the bathroom, he spotted Castiel sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed waiting for him to return. He smiled when Castiel noticed him, his cheeks flushed red.
"Oh my god... You look incredible, babe," Castiel gasped leaning forward on his hands, taking in the sight of Dean standing in the bathroom entrance.
Dean couldn't help the blush creeping up his neck into his cheeks, he secretly had a praise kink that Cas was unaware of. It was almost too much, given his current situation.
"C'mere baby, I wanna see how they feel on you," Castiel shifted to sit on the end of the bed, gesturing for Dean to come closer.
Dean crossed the floor towards him, stopping just short of Castiel's reach. He suddenly felt a little self conscious, even though it was just Cas, his sweet, loving, understanding boyfriend.
"Please... You look so pretty," Castiel put his hands out, encouraging Dean to take the last few steps towards him. He couldn't help the growing arousal he felt seeing Dean in his black lace panties.
"Would it help if I undressed?" Castiel asked, grabbing at the hem of his shirt and slowly pulling it up over his head, tossing it to the floor, he then started to undo his jeans when Dean stepped in between his legs.
"Let me do that," Dean spoke quietly, his nimble fingers undoing the button and pulling down the zipper. Castiel leaned back onto his elbows and wiggled his hips as Dean tugged his jeans off his legs.
Castiel sat back up and wrapped an arm around Dean's waist, pulling him closer as Castiel's other hand sought out Dean's cock through the lace panties, feeling the thin fabric against rock hard arousal made Cas even harder.
"Cas... Please..." Dean whimpered, pressing himself into Castiel's hand, the feel of the lace rubbing his cock driving him crazy. He could probably come like this, just from Cas touching him.
"Tell me what you need, baby... You like me touching you here?" Castiel's voice lowered with his arousal, his hand squeezing Dean through his panties, making Dean moan.
"Yes, yes... More... Oh god, more," Dean begged as Castiel stroked him through the panties, the friction of Cas' hand and the lacy material on his cock was almost too much.
"I love hearing you beg," Castiel praised running his thumb around the head of Dean's cock, feeling him shudder at the gentle touch. Dean was putty in his hands, Castiel was loving this.
"Fuck me, Cas... Please..." Dean was thrusting into Castiel's hand, he could feel himself on the edge of coming and desperately wanted Cas inside him when he came.
"You want me to fuck you in your panties, make you come inside them... Hmm?" Castiel gave Dean's cock a teasing squeeze, leaning up to kiss him roughly.
"God yes... Make me soil my panties, baby," Dean moaned into the kiss, thrusting faster against Castiel's hand. He loved it when Cas talked dirty, especially now. He had to bite his lip to keep from coming right then.
Castiel stood from the bed, turning Dean around so that he now faced the bed and pushed him onto the mattress, giving him a light smack on the ass that made him moan.
Castiel stripped off his boxers, kicking them across the room as he moved to kneel behind Dean on the bed, running his hands over Dean's hips and along his sides.
"So beautiful, so soft... Mmm," Castiel hummed reaching around Dean's chest and running his hands down his stomach, coming to rest just above his pelvis. Dean writhed and shuddered under his touch.
"I can't wait to fuck you in your pretty little panties, baby," he groaned kissing the back of Dean's neck, nipping at a spot above his shoulder causing Dean to moan.
Castiel pressed his erection up against Dean's ass, the tip rubbing against his balls through his panties, sending tingles up Dean's back.
"Fuck... I need you in me, now," Dean all but demanded, thrusting his ass into Castiel's hips, causing his cock to slid in between his cheeks. He smiled when he heard Cas grunt at the sudden friction.
"Well then..." Castiel grinded against Dean's ass, smacking it playfully. He wasn't far from coming just from their foreplay, but he needed to contain himself till he was inside Dean, and he wanted to make Dean soil his panties.
"Hand me the lube," Castiel instructed. Dean reached out, grabbing the bottle off their nightstand and handed it back to Cas. Castiel set about coating his fingers in lube, dropping the bottle to the floor.
He used his clean hand to pull Dean's panties aside, taking his fingers and ever so gently sliding them inside Dean's puckered hole. The both of them groaned at the feeling of Cas' fingers slipping in effortlessly.
"You feel amazing, baby," Castiel grunted slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of Dean, rubbing his fingertips against his prostate while carefully working him open.
"Oh god, Cas... Ooh fuck," Dean whimpered, shoving his face into a pillow, he was hard beyond belief and the feel of Cas' fingers was making him see stars he was so aroused.
"I'm gonna make you come so hard," Castiel removed his fingers, moving to grab Dean by the hips as he aligned himself up with Dean's ass. In seconds, he was halfway inside him.
"Fuck me, I wanna come... I n-need to come, please Cassie baby," Dean begged as Castiel began thrusting into him, the head of his cock slamming into Dean's prostate.
"Gonna make you feel so good," Castiel growled, nails digging into the soft flesh of Dean's hips as he pounded him into the mattress. Castiel was on the very edge of coming but he wanted Dean to go off first.
"So pretty for me, so good for me... Wanna make you come for me, see you ruin your pretty panties," Castiel praised, leaning over Dean's back, kissing along his spine.
"I'm gonna...!" Dean cried out, rocking his hips up into Castiel's thrusts, his cock twitched and bounced inside his panties, the friction and feel of Cas inside him made him come untouched.
The front of his panties were completely covered, some of it dripping onto the bed beneath him he came so hard. Castiel wasn't far behind, being squeezed by Dean riding out his orgasm.
"Dean!" Castiel growled as his orgasm shot through him, filling Dean as he came almost as hard, his hips stuttering as he emptied everything inside him.
The two of them collapsed in a heap against the bed, sweaty, panting and covered in a sticky mess. Both grinning like idiots as Castiel carefully pulled out and they rolled over to face each other.
"That was... Holy crap, babe," Dean was breathless, smiling at Castiel beside him. He was blissed out of his mind at having been thoroughly fucked.
"I am buying you all new panties tomorrow," Castiel kissed Dean lovingly, caressing his cheek. Dean felt himself blushing at Cas' promise.
"Thank you," Castiel kissed him again and again, Dean's blush deepened even more at the affection. Though he was vaguely confused.
"For what? I should be thanking you..." he chuckled cuddling closer to Castiel, burying his face into the crook of his neck.
"Thank you for sharing that with me, I can't wait to do it again," Castiel spoke quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of Dean's head, wrapping his arms around him.
Dean pressed a line of kisses along Castiel's neck and chest, he felt Castiel's eager response filling out against his thigh, chuckling when he heard him whimper.
Dean couldn't wait to do it all over again, and he was excited for Castiel to take him shopping tomorrow, getting to pick out all new panties.
