Horny Bitch of a Deity
Title: Horny Bitch of a Deity
Fandom: Supernatural
Prompt: Sex Pollen for hc_bingo
Medium: fic
Wordcount: 595
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Crack
Summary: Dean gets sprinkled on. Dean/Castiel
As far as Dean is concerned there is too much supernatural shit that can control and manipulate the human world. He’s not sure how a menial deity of sex ended up in fucking Podunk, Michigan, literally the name of the town is Podunk, but he’s floating around sprinkling his “sex pollen” everywhere like some horny bee. Now, from what Sam has researched, the pollen breaks down inhibitions and causes an insatiable need to fuck someone they’re extremely attracted to, sometimes repressively so, until they do it or die. The only problem is it doesn’t take previously established relationships into account or, you know, free will.
The deity stalks Dean into the hotel room, but Dean doesn’t have the weapon to destroy him yet.
“Why are you so worried, Dean?” The deity snickers, “Worried you’re going to want to fuck your brother or that angel that’s always around.”
“No,” Dean states.
“Then you won’t mind if I toss some on you,” the deity chuckles; Dean tries to dodge the deity, but a little of the powder lands on him and immediately absorbs into his skin.
The deity quickly disappears and Dean can feel his libido rise. He needs to find the person he’s attracted to before he explodes and dies.
“Dean,” Cas says, popping into the room.
“Shit,” Dean swears, when he feels the lust in his stomach rise two-fold, “Cas, I’m sorry, but…”
“But what, Dean?”
“We need to fuck.”
“What?”
“The horny bitch of a deity got to me.”
“You mean we need to have sexual intercourse.”
“Yes.”
“But I thought it was someone you were sexually attracted to.”
“Yeah, well…”
“Oh.”
“Shit, Cas, I need to now.”
“Okay. It’s all right, Dean. Everything will be all right.”
Dean moves forward and crushes his lips to Cas’s. He explores Cas’s mouth; Cas is clearly inexperienced, but it’s almost charming. Dean pulls off his clothes and starts unbuttoning Cas’s. They’re naked and Dean stares at Cas. Cas drops to his knees and pulls Dean’s throbbing cock into his mouth. He hollows his cheeks and swallows Dean down. When he pulls back, Dean’s dick twitches with all the saliva glistening on his face.
“Cas, what the fuck?”
“I learned that from the babysitter.”
Dean chuckles, pulls Cas to his feet, and throws him onto the bed. He kisses down Cas’s chest, licks a nipple, tugs on the nipple with his teeth, and reaches down for Cas’s twitching erection. He’s never done this for another guy, but it can’t be that much different than doing it for himself, so he moves his hand fast and tight.
Cas comes with a surprised look and low groan. Dean moves to turn Cas onto his stomach. Cas stops him.
“I want to see you.”
“A romantic angel.”
“What can I say; your Earth has gotten to me. Everything can be exactly the same after this, Dean. There is no need to worry, please, do not worry.”
Dean grabs the lube he uses to jack himself off, drizzles it onto his finger, and pushes one inside of Cas who wriggles out of his stupor. He inserts another one and Cas grimaces.
“Sorry, baby.”
“Keep going, it’s not as easy to hurt an angel; we can reach above the pain.”
Dean grins, pushes in another finger, and moves them around inside of his angel. Dean looks at Cas’s hole stretched around his fingers, and leans his head down to lick at his stretched muscle. Cas cries out bucking his hips. Dean pulls back, spreads lube on his penis, and thrusts into Cas.
Fandom: Supernatural
Prompt: Sex Pollen for hc_bingo
Medium: fic
Wordcount: 595
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Crack
Summary: Dean gets sprinkled on. Dean/Castiel
As far as Dean is concerned there is too much supernatural shit that can control and manipulate the human world. He’s not sure how a menial deity of sex ended up in fucking Podunk, Michigan, literally the name of the town is Podunk, but he’s floating around sprinkling his “sex pollen” everywhere like some horny bee. Now, from what Sam has researched, the pollen breaks down inhibitions and causes an insatiable need to fuck someone they’re extremely attracted to, sometimes repressively so, until they do it or die. The only problem is it doesn’t take previously established relationships into account or, you know, free will.
The deity stalks Dean into the hotel room, but Dean doesn’t have the weapon to destroy him yet.
“Why are you so worried, Dean?” The deity snickers, “Worried you’re going to want to fuck your brother or that angel that’s always around.”
“No,” Dean states.
“Then you won’t mind if I toss some on you,” the deity chuckles; Dean tries to dodge the deity, but a little of the powder lands on him and immediately absorbs into his skin.
The deity quickly disappears and Dean can feel his libido rise. He needs to find the person he’s attracted to before he explodes and dies.
“Dean,” Cas says, popping into the room.
“Shit,” Dean swears, when he feels the lust in his stomach rise two-fold, “Cas, I’m sorry, but…”
“But what, Dean?”
“We need to fuck.”
“What?”
“The horny bitch of a deity got to me.”
“You mean we need to have sexual intercourse.”
“Yes.”
“But I thought it was someone you were sexually attracted to.”
“Yeah, well…”
“Oh.”
“Shit, Cas, I need to now.”
“Okay. It’s all right, Dean. Everything will be all right.”
Dean moves forward and crushes his lips to Cas’s. He explores Cas’s mouth; Cas is clearly inexperienced, but it’s almost charming. Dean pulls off his clothes and starts unbuttoning Cas’s. They’re naked and Dean stares at Cas. Cas drops to his knees and pulls Dean’s throbbing cock into his mouth. He hollows his cheeks and swallows Dean down. When he pulls back, Dean’s dick twitches with all the saliva glistening on his face.
“Cas, what the fuck?”
“I learned that from the babysitter.”
Dean chuckles, pulls Cas to his feet, and throws him onto the bed. He kisses down Cas’s chest, licks a nipple, tugs on the nipple with his teeth, and reaches down for Cas’s twitching erection. He’s never done this for another guy, but it can’t be that much different than doing it for himself, so he moves his hand fast and tight.
Cas comes with a surprised look and low groan. Dean moves to turn Cas onto his stomach. Cas stops him.
“I want to see you.”
“A romantic angel.”
“What can I say; your Earth has gotten to me. Everything can be exactly the same after this, Dean. There is no need to worry, please, do not worry.”
Dean grabs the lube he uses to jack himself off, drizzles it onto his finger, and pushes one inside of Cas who wriggles out of his stupor. He inserts another one and Cas grimaces.
“Sorry, baby.”
“Keep going, it’s not as easy to hurt an angel; we can reach above the pain.”
Dean grins, pushes in another finger, and moves them around inside of his angel. Dean looks at Cas’s hole stretched around his fingers, and leans his head down to lick at his stretched muscle. Cas cries out bucking his hips. Dean pulls back, spreads lube on his penis, and thrusts into Cas.