"We don't have to be if you don't want to, I'm happy with what I already have..." Dean announced looking up and noticing Castiel shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other.

Castiel had brought him to the lingerie store inside the mall downtown, but now that Dean was looking through a display table of panties and thongs, Castiel was looking around nervously.

"No, it's fine, I wanted to buy you new stuff... It's just..." Castiel cleared his throat, his cheeks flushing when Dean picked up a dark pink thong and held it up to check the size.

Castiel stepped around the display to stand closer to Dean, his cheeks turning a darker shade of pink as Dean picked up a pair of crotchless panties. Dean could've sworn he heard Castiel groan.

"Are you gettin' turned on right now?" Dean whispered, glancing over at Castiel only to notice the growing tent of Castiel's jeans, he had to clear his throat to cover up the noise of surprise trying to force it's way out of him.

"You picturing me in all these sexy panties, baby?" Dean whispered in Castiel's ear as he inched closer to him, holding up a pair of white lacy panties with a floral pattern.

Dean was being a bratty tease and he knew exactly what all this was doing to Castiel, but he would gladly suffer the consequences of his actions when that time came.

Castiel bit his lip, giving Dean a nod in response, he couldn't believe just being in this store with his boyfriend looking at panties was giving him a hard-on. Dean's teasing only made it worse.

"Yeah, what about these?" Dean held up a pair of black silky ass-less panties with an intricate lace pattern in Castiel's face, smirking when his cheeks turned red as a strangled noise escaped him.

"That's it..." Castiel growled, grabbing Dean by his wrist, his hand still clasped around the pair of panties and began leading them across the store. Dean's eyes went wide when he realized Castiel was dragging him towards a changing room.

"Uh Cas... We can't be in here..." Dean hissed quietly, afraid someone might hear him as he prayed nobody had seen the two of them disappear together into the changing room. Castiel simply locked the door before turning around to advance on Dean.

"You're not getting away that easily, I'll just have to make sure you stay quiet like a good boy... Yes?" Castiel spoke softly, pushing Dean backwards against the plastic bench behind him until he was seated.

"All that teasing and you thought you'd be free of punishment?" Castiel inquired hooking a finger under Dean's chin, tilting his head back to make him meet Castiel's gaze, he reached over and took the pair of panties from Dean's hand.

Dean swallowed, his heartbeat quickening as a thrill of arousal went through him. He never took himself as the exhibitionist type, but he suddenly felt incredibly turned on by the thought of an innocent employee catching them.

"Someone's a little eager, hmm?" Castiel teased, running his thumb along Dean's bottom lip, smiling when Dean obediently parted his lips. Castiel felt himself get even harder at the innocent sight.

He wasn't sure where this was coming from, but imaging Dean in various panties had certainly brought it out of him. Thoughts of the previous night coming to him weren't helping.

"Yes, sir..." Dean answered without a thought, green eyes staring up at Castiel with obvious lust for him, eager to please him. He squeezed his thighs together in a poor attempt to alleviate the ache between them.

Castiel brought his free hand down to the front of his jeans and quickly undid the button, sliding down the zipper, he fisted his erection and pulled it out. Dean's eyes went wide as the flushed head of Cas' cock brushed his lips.

"See what you've done to me... Now be a good boy and..." Castiel was cut off, forced to suck in a breath as he felt Dean wrap his beautiful lips around his aching cockhead. He carded his fingers through Dean's soft hair, tugging slightly to encourage him.

Dean moaned around Castiel's cock, taking more of him into his mouth with little struggle, his arousal spurring him on. If this was his punishment he certainly wasn't going to complain.

"Such a good boy," Castiel praised as he watched Dean begin to bob his head, his mouth sliding up and down the length of him, Dean's tongue flattening against the vein that ran along the underside of his cock.

Castiel took a step back, his cock slipping from Dean's mouth with a wet pop, a string of saliva dangling from the tip to the corner of Dean's mouth.

"Stand up," Castiel instructed as he bent slightly at the waist to pull his jeans back into place but not bothering with the fly or button.

Dean stood up from his seat, groaning at the feeling of his throbbing erection straining against his own jeans.

Castiel undid Dean's jeans, pushing them down and smirking when he noticed Dean was wearing a pair of red silk panties. A devious thought crossed his mind, kneeling down before Dean, pressing his hot mouth against Dean's cock through his panties.

"Such a naughty, teasing thing," Castiel whispered pressing kisses along the length of Dean's cock, leaving a trail of wetness across the front of his panties. Dean shuddered at the feeling of Castiel mouthing him through the lacy fabric.

"Only for you, daddy..." Dean gasped, his eyes shut tight to the overwhelming stimulation from Castiel's mouth. Castiel leaned back on his haunches and looked up at Dean, bewildered at this admission.

"Is that so?" Castiel leaned forward again, pressing his nose into the fabric of Dean's panties, inhaling deeply. He wasn't going to stop to question this new development.

"Yes daddy..." Dean moaned quietly, tilting his hips as Castiel continued to mouth his cock through his panties. Castiel hummed in response, licking Dean from the base to the tip of his cock.

"Please, I deserve it for being a tease..." Dean begged, panting as beads of sweat formed on his brow. He was so close to coming, and like the night before, wanted Castiel inside him when he came.

Castiel grabbed Dean by the hips, turning him around until his ass was inches from Castiel's face. Dean whimpered when he felt Castiel's fingers tug his panties to the side, exposing his puckered asshole.

"You love when daddy punishes you?" Castiel ran the pad of his thumb over Dean's hole, smirking when he shuddered from the feather light touch. He spread apart Dean's cheeks, slowly drawing his tongue over his hole.

"Fuck, yes daddy... I need to be punished..." Dean moaned out a bit loudly, trusting back against Castiel's tongue. Castiel suddenly stood to his feet, taking the pair of panties he'd stuck into his back pocket and stuffed them into Dean's mouth.

"What did I say about being quiet?" Castiel warned when Dean glanced over his shoulder, mouth filled with the lacy panties, he looked like he was about to cum on the spot, his cheeks flushed red.

"Stay quiet and maybe this'll be less a punishment and more a reward," Castiel ran a hand over Dean's ass, his fingers brushing over his hole. Dean nodded, unable to find his voice. Castiel smiled, kissing Dean on the cheek.

Castiel returned to kneeling behind Dean, hands grasping his ass, parting his cheeks once more as he pressed his tongue into the fabric of his panties against Dean's twitching hole. Dean let out a moan now muffled by the panties in his mouth.

Castiel thrust his tongue, pushing just inside Dean's rim, the fabric of the panties adding to the sensation he felt. Dean's knees shook slightly, his breathing becoming shallow little puffs from his nose.

Castiel lapped at Dean's quivering hole, his right hand coming up Dean's hip and over his thigh until it wrapped around Dean's achingly hard cock through his panties to stroke him in short, quick motions.

Dean mumbled something that sounded like 'please let me come' around the panties in his mouth, followed by muffled cries as Castiel stroked him faster, his tongue darting in and out of him. Fuck he needed to cum.

"You wanna come for daddy?" Castiel's voice vibrated against Dean's hole as it tried desperately to clench around his tongue. Castiel quickened his pace on Dean's cock, his thumb teasing his leaking slit.

Dean threw his head back, arching his back as he thrusted into Castiel's hand, forcing his ass further onto Castiel's tongue in his hole as he came with a muffled shout. Castiel stroked him through his orgasm until his jerky movements stilled completely.

Castiel stood, turning Dean around in his arms as he removed the panties from his mouth and kissed him deeply, smiling against his lips. He helped Dean pull his jeans back on before quickly doing up his own.

"Thank you... Love you, Cassie," Dean murmured softly, leaning against Castiel's side for support as his legs had turned to jelly. Castiel wrapped an arm around his waist and chuckled.

"I love you too, sweetheart," Castiel responded pressing a kiss to Dean's cheek. He made sure the two of them were decent and in order before unlocking the changing room door, guiding Dean back out into the shop.

"Let's go buy you those panties you wanted," Castiel smiled, tucking the pair he'd stuffed in Dean's mouth into the back pocket of his jeans. Dean simply nodded, allowing Castiel to lead him back over to the display tables.