He's Got a Gift
Title: He's Got a Gift
Pairing: Dean/Cas with a side of Sam, Dean/Cas/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Cas is awesome. Dean wants Sam to see just how awesome Cas is. And the angel is more than willing.
AN: So this is the last of my wincestiel reserve. The last one got a really good response, which makes me extremely happy. But comments are love, so you should leave me some of those. The more specific, the better.
It was St. Patrick’s Day, and all Dean wanted was to get really, really drunk. Sam was on board for this plan, and Cas was going to get drunk whether he wanted to or not. It no longer took an entire liquor store for this to happen, but Dean had still maxed out one of his fake credit cards to buy enough booze to get him there.
They found a hotel as far out of town as they could, and Dean set up a system to ensure the best night possible for everyone. If he was actually going to take the time to celebrate a holiday entirely for drinking, he was going to do it right. The strongest stuff went to Cas first, because he needed it the most. Dean saved a bottle of the good scotch for himself, and Sam could have whatever he wanted because Dean was just happy he agreed to this.
With Dean playing bartender, they were all pretty wasted by midnight. Even Cas was slowly swaying in his chair. His voice got deeper and looser when he was drunk. It always made Dean laugh. Cas stood up, bracing himself on the table, and came around to lean into Dean’s side. He lost his balance and ended up tumbling into Dean’s lap. He looked very confused for a second, but then reached for Dean’s glass and took a sip. Dean smacked the back of his head.
“Hey! I gave you a whole bottle of the 110 proof rum to yourself. Keep your hands off my scotch.”
“But it tastes better,” Cas said, practically pouting.
Sam laughed. “At least he’s got good taste.”
“Yeah, well that’s my good taste he’s drinking, and there’s not a whole lot left.”
Cas leaned into Dean and nuzzled his head. Instinctively, Dean responded to the touch by rubbing his hand up and down Cas’ thigh. The angel tipped his head back and closed his eyes.
“Hey, ew, guys, stop it.”
“Oh, come on. You like it. I mean, Cas is awesome. He does this thing with his tongue when he blows you, it’s like, well I don’t really know what it is, but it fucking rocks. And when he kisses... His fucking mouth man. It’s just. Cas, show him!”
Cas slowly lifted his head up and opened his eyes to look at Sam. Then he heaved himself from the chair and pitched forward, catching himself on Sam’s chair. He stared at Sam some more before leaning in and grabbing Sam’s face to kiss him. He had to brace himself awkwardly to hold Sam and not fall over, but he was giving his all to the kiss, and it gave Dean a nice view of his ass, so it didn’t really matter. Sam flailed at first, surprised by the face full of Cas, his brother’s boyfriend and all, but the kiss was really pretty good. He put his whole body into it, or as much as he could while he was standing and Sam was sitting. He bit at Sam’s lip with just the right amount of pressure. When he pulled off, Sam was a little out of breath. But Cas stayed right there in his space, so close Sam’s eyes couldn’t focus on him properly.
“See what I mean?” Dean asked. Sam was still too surprised to speak, but his head nodded for him. He reached out and pulled Cas back in, this time actually responding to Cas’ teeth and lips.
“That mouth,” Dean said. “The things he can do with it.”
Then there was a hand at Sam’s crotch, rubbing and squeezing, and he gasped and leaned away from the kiss. Cas stared at Sam, just kept staring and Sam wondered if this was what Dean felt like all the time, Cas staring at him. Then Cas got on his knees.
“He’s going to show you. It’s so fucking hot, when he gets you in his mouth. He can go so deep.”
Sam was pretty sure this was wrong, something about Cas being an angel and Cas being Dean’s angel, but Dean was goading them on beside him and Sam’s pants were open before he realised that this was actually happening. Cas’ mouth slid over his dick and Sam would blame his surprised moan on the fact that he was drunk, and not that Cas took him all the way in one go, without any warning. Sam couldn’t even remember the last time he got a blowjob. It was probably Jessica and he was firmly Not Thinking About That while there was an angel sucking him off like he was born to do it. He couldn’t seem to keep quiet, and that’s something, because he almost never made noise in bed, but now he kept letting out little ‘oh, oh, oh!’ noises like he was the chick in some porno.
He didn’t even notice that Dean had gotten up and was standing beside him until Cas slid his mouth off of Sam’s cock and turned to suck on Dean’s instead. Sam was disappointed that it seemed like his turn was over, but it didn’t take long for Cas to turn back to him, this time sucking hard and bobbing his head fast like he was trying to get Sam off right then and there. It worked. Sam grabbed Cas’ head with both hands and clenched them in his hair while he came. As soon as he was spent, Cas pulled off and was back to Dean, licking up the bottom of his dick and practically worshipping it. Putting aside that it was his brother, it was actually pretty hot seeing Cas like that, and Sam had never thought of the angel that way before. Dean was right, he was fantastic with his mouth.
Dean couldn’t seem to stop talking, rambling streams of encouragement as Cas took him in.
“Yeah, mmm that’s it, come on, yes, oh, good, good, oh Cas yeah.” Sam laughed. He couldn’t help it. It was so like Dean to not be able to shut up, even during sex. Dean opened his eyes and looked at Sam long enough to flip him off before grabbing Cas’ head and shouting ‘Fuck!’
When Cas let Dean slide out of his mouth, Dean helped him to his feet and gathered him into a hug. He tilted his head against the angel’s and smiled and Sam was drunk enough to admit that it was really fucking cute, and not crack a joke, because Dean was only showing this affection around Sam because he was drunk as well, and Sam didn’t want to ruin it. Instead, Sam just put his dick back in his pants and had another drink.
Pairing: Dean/Cas with a side of Sam, Dean/Cas/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Cas is awesome. Dean wants Sam to see just how awesome Cas is. And the angel is more than willing.
AN: So this is the last of my wincestiel reserve. The last one got a really good response, which makes me extremely happy. But comments are love, so you should leave me some of those. The more specific, the better.
It was St. Patrick’s Day, and all Dean wanted was to get really, really drunk. Sam was on board for this plan, and Cas was going to get drunk whether he wanted to or not. It no longer took an entire liquor store for this to happen, but Dean had still maxed out one of his fake credit cards to buy enough booze to get him there.
They found a hotel as far out of town as they could, and Dean set up a system to ensure the best night possible for everyone. If he was actually going to take the time to celebrate a holiday entirely for drinking, he was going to do it right. The strongest stuff went to Cas first, because he needed it the most. Dean saved a bottle of the good scotch for himself, and Sam could have whatever he wanted because Dean was just happy he agreed to this.
With Dean playing bartender, they were all pretty wasted by midnight. Even Cas was slowly swaying in his chair. His voice got deeper and looser when he was drunk. It always made Dean laugh. Cas stood up, bracing himself on the table, and came around to lean into Dean’s side. He lost his balance and ended up tumbling into Dean’s lap. He looked very confused for a second, but then reached for Dean’s glass and took a sip. Dean smacked the back of his head.
“Hey! I gave you a whole bottle of the 110 proof rum to yourself. Keep your hands off my scotch.”
“But it tastes better,” Cas said, practically pouting.
Sam laughed. “At least he’s got good taste.”
“Yeah, well that’s my good taste he’s drinking, and there’s not a whole lot left.”
Cas leaned into Dean and nuzzled his head. Instinctively, Dean responded to the touch by rubbing his hand up and down Cas’ thigh. The angel tipped his head back and closed his eyes.
“Hey, ew, guys, stop it.”
“Oh, come on. You like it. I mean, Cas is awesome. He does this thing with his tongue when he blows you, it’s like, well I don’t really know what it is, but it fucking rocks. And when he kisses... His fucking mouth man. It’s just. Cas, show him!”
Cas slowly lifted his head up and opened his eyes to look at Sam. Then he heaved himself from the chair and pitched forward, catching himself on Sam’s chair. He stared at Sam some more before leaning in and grabbing Sam’s face to kiss him. He had to brace himself awkwardly to hold Sam and not fall over, but he was giving his all to the kiss, and it gave Dean a nice view of his ass, so it didn’t really matter. Sam flailed at first, surprised by the face full of Cas, his brother’s boyfriend and all, but the kiss was really pretty good. He put his whole body into it, or as much as he could while he was standing and Sam was sitting. He bit at Sam’s lip with just the right amount of pressure. When he pulled off, Sam was a little out of breath. But Cas stayed right there in his space, so close Sam’s eyes couldn’t focus on him properly.
“See what I mean?” Dean asked. Sam was still too surprised to speak, but his head nodded for him. He reached out and pulled Cas back in, this time actually responding to Cas’ teeth and lips.
“That mouth,” Dean said. “The things he can do with it.”
Then there was a hand at Sam’s crotch, rubbing and squeezing, and he gasped and leaned away from the kiss. Cas stared at Sam, just kept staring and Sam wondered if this was what Dean felt like all the time, Cas staring at him. Then Cas got on his knees.
“He’s going to show you. It’s so fucking hot, when he gets you in his mouth. He can go so deep.”
Sam was pretty sure this was wrong, something about Cas being an angel and Cas being Dean’s angel, but Dean was goading them on beside him and Sam’s pants were open before he realised that this was actually happening. Cas’ mouth slid over his dick and Sam would blame his surprised moan on the fact that he was drunk, and not that Cas took him all the way in one go, without any warning. Sam couldn’t even remember the last time he got a blowjob. It was probably Jessica and he was firmly Not Thinking About That while there was an angel sucking him off like he was born to do it. He couldn’t seem to keep quiet, and that’s something, because he almost never made noise in bed, but now he kept letting out little ‘oh, oh, oh!’ noises like he was the chick in some porno.
He didn’t even notice that Dean had gotten up and was standing beside him until Cas slid his mouth off of Sam’s cock and turned to suck on Dean’s instead. Sam was disappointed that it seemed like his turn was over, but it didn’t take long for Cas to turn back to him, this time sucking hard and bobbing his head fast like he was trying to get Sam off right then and there. It worked. Sam grabbed Cas’ head with both hands and clenched them in his hair while he came. As soon as he was spent, Cas pulled off and was back to Dean, licking up the bottom of his dick and practically worshipping it. Putting aside that it was his brother, it was actually pretty hot seeing Cas like that, and Sam had never thought of the angel that way before. Dean was right, he was fantastic with his mouth.
Dean couldn’t seem to stop talking, rambling streams of encouragement as Cas took him in.
“Yeah, mmm that’s it, come on, yes, oh, good, good, oh Cas yeah.” Sam laughed. He couldn’t help it. It was so like Dean to not be able to shut up, even during sex. Dean opened his eyes and looked at Sam long enough to flip him off before grabbing Cas’ head and shouting ‘Fuck!’
When Cas let Dean slide out of his mouth, Dean helped him to his feet and gathered him into a hug. He tilted his head against the angel’s and smiled and Sam was drunk enough to admit that it was really fucking cute, and not crack a joke, because Dean was only showing this affection around Sam because he was drunk as well, and Sam didn’t want to ruin it. Instead, Sam just put his dick back in his pants and had another drink.