SPN: What Fun!
Title: What fun!
Author:
chef_geekier
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lucifer/Castiel
Claim: Castiel/Lucifer and Jimmy/Nick
Theme: 14: Big Ball of Fluff
Prompt(s): Love
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine - they belong to the Bible and the CW.
Summary: Lucifer's sure that his lover is going to think him a freak. Castiel, however, has an interesting reaction to Lucifer's forked tongue.
Word Count: 1,411
Warnings: Forked tongue, blowjob, wing!kink.
Note: Blame spiders_stars - she asked for something based on a clip of Lucifer sticking out his forked tongue. And then there was this.
~*~
Lucifer sighed as he studied his reflection in the mirror. On the one hand, things were good. Ever since his reconciliation with his brothers, Lucifer had been able to maintain his vessel via his restored Grace, so that it was no longer rotting. Something that his lover was very pleased about.
On the other hand, spending so long in the same vessel meant that some of his more... unusual characteristics were bleeding through. While he was no longer being punished for his rebellion, it seemed that God, as a certain Winchester would put it, was still a dick.
“Lucifer,” a low voice called from the attached bedroom. “Come out. I have seen you in all of your incarnations. I'm not leaving.”
That stubbornness was one of the things that Lucifer most admired about his lover, and at the same time found the most frustrating. He sent a final glare Heaven-wards, and stepped out of the bathroom.
Sitting on the bed, cross-legged and naked, was Castiel. The younger angel looked only mildly impatient, though his Grace was flickering with concern and fear. Lucifer immediately felt slightly guilty for making him worry, and looked down.
“I've been in this body for too long,” he admitted. He felt the concern spike, though now there was a large amount of curiosity mixed in.
“What do you mean?”
“I... have you noticed some... traits of your own appearing on the vessel you inhabit?” Lucifer switched tracks.
“Of course,” Castiel nodded. “Though that is more because it is my body than anything else.”
“What?” Lucifer looked up again, startled. “But surely...”
“Jimmy died a long time ago,” Castiel waved a hand, clearly trying to get back to the original question. “The first time Raphael killed us. I had Jimmy's permission to keep using the body, but I left him in Heaven where he would be safe. Now, stop distracting me. What is wrong?”
Knowing that there was no way out of this - once Castiel latched onto an idea, he wouldn't give it up - Lucifer closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
“...Oh,” he heard Castiel say, sounding only curious. “I hadn't considered that that was possible. Are you in pain?”
“No,” Lucifer risked opening his eyes, to see Castiel watching him intently. “It's just... one more thing to mark me as a monster.”
“Oh really?” Castiel's voice had lowered even further, and Lucifer felt his borrowed heart start beating faster as the young angel leaned forward and started crawling gracefully towards the foot of the bed. “Because I can think of all sorts of fun things to do with a tongue like that.”
“You've been spending time with Dean again, haven't you?” Lucifer asked, even as he felt himself hardening. When Castiel looked at him like that, it always meant good things.
“Yes. Are you complaining?” There was just a hint of cheekiness in the tone, as Castiel reached out and grasped the buckle of Lucifer's belt, pulling him closer with it.
“Hm... no, not complaining,” Lucifer finally smiled down at his lover. He placed a hand on the back of Castiel's head as the young angel quickly undid Lucifer's belt and trousers, pushing them down easily. Underwear and shirt quickly followed, and then Castiel was tilting his head back, baring his throat and begging for attention without saying a word.
Unable to resist such a plea, Lucifer bent down and kissed his lover, hands starting to caress the pale body as his forked tongue slid between willing lips. The reassurance he really needed was given when Castiel's wings erupted into existence, trembling and reaching for him. The appendages wouldn't have shown if Castiel didn't want him, since they were such an intrinsic part of mating. He willed his own to come forth, with a little more restraint, and was soon laying Castiel back on the bed, climbing up to continue the biting kisses.
Pulling back a little, Lucifer went straight to Castiel's chest, licking at the muscles there. It was interesting taking in the taste that was Castiel via two tongue tips. It was also extremely interesting to see the younger angel's reaction. While Castiel has always been responsive to touch, now he was gripping Lucifer's shoulders hard enough to leave marks, head tilted back as he moaned low and loud.
“Lu...” Castiel managed to regain control of his vocal chords somewhat. “Please!”
With his lover pushing him down so insistently and begging so prettily, Lucifer quickly gave in and moved lower, licking at skin along the way only briefly. He was still surprised at how eagerly Castiel bucked into him, keeping contact for as long as possible.
“So responsive,” Lucifer whispered, making sure to exhale along Castiel's hard cock. “All for me. You wouldn't let anyone else touch you like this, would you?”
“If you don't fucking touch me I might-” Castiel's growl of annoyance turned into a contented groan as Lucifer latched onto the tip of his cock, sucking and licking in all sorts of new and interesting ways.
With a bit of effort, Lucifer managed to stick his tongue out further and manipulated it so that he was licking up both sides of Castiel's cock at the same time. The split in his tongue wasn't long enough to encircle the member completely as he bobbed his head, but he was giving it a damn good try. Given the sounds falling from Castiel's lips, the effort was greatly appreciated.
Black-feathered wings pressed against him then, and Lucifer stretched his own wings up to caress and play with Castiel's. The dark feathers seemed to bleed into each other, until it was almost impossible to tell which wing belonged to which angel. Glancing up, Lucifer was struck by how lucky he was right now - not only was he back in God's good books, but he had a gorgeous, willing lover writhing in his bed, begging for his attentions.
Deciding not to tease much longer, he pressed his wings harder against Castiel's, closing his eyes at the pleasure the feeling brought. He continued to bob his head, licking and flicking with his tongue, finding that having the split enabled him to hit more of Castiel's hot-spots at once. While one hand remained on Castiel's hip, thumb gently caressing the soft skin there as he held his lover to the bed, his other hand crept down and stroked against the small opening.
A thought covered his fingers in lube - thank you Gabriel for that tip - and he pressed one into his smaller lover. It never took much effort to prepare Castiel, but this time Lucifer wasn't interested in going that far. He just wanted to find that lovely little bundle of nerves, adding to the pleasure that Castiel was feeling.
“Lu!” Castiel shouted once he found it, and Lucifer knew he wasn't going to last. With so much focussed attention, it was a wonder that the little one had held out this long.
With a final upward stroke of his tongue, Lucifer felt Castiel shudder beneath him and quickly started sucking on him properly. A heartbeat later, Castiel was moaning in bliss as he came in Lucifer's mouth, back arching and hips gently pulsing against the hand holding him down.
Lucifer swallowed easily, milking Castiel until the little angel collapsed back onto the bed, wings trembling at the overwhelming feelings. Pressing one last kiss to Castiel's hip, Lucifer crawled up the bed until he was hovering over his lover. Castiel wasted no time in grabbing Lucifer's shoulders and pulling him down for a kiss, welcoming the forked tongue still covered in his own semen into his mouth.
Lost in contentment, it took a moment for Lucifer to realise that Castiel had managed to wrap their legs together, clearly trying to position himself for penetration. Huffing out a laugh, he pulled back and gazed fondly down at Castiel.
“Still want more? You're never satisfied.”
“Shut up and get in me,” Castiel shot back easily. “Your turn now.”
Unable to argue, Lucifer smiled as he reached down again to ensure he wouldn't hurt his little one.
“I love you,” he whispered into Castiel's ear. He felt the pulse of Castiel's Grace answer him before the angel vocalised it.
“I love you too. Idiot.”
Author:
chef_geekier
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Lucifer/Castiel
Claim: Castiel/Lucifer and Jimmy/Nick
Theme: 14: Big Ball of Fluff
Prompt(s): Love
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine - they belong to the Bible and the CW.
Summary: Lucifer's sure that his lover is going to think him a freak. Castiel, however, has an interesting reaction to Lucifer's forked tongue.
Word Count: 1,411
Warnings: Forked tongue, blowjob, wing!kink.
Note: Blame spiders_stars - she asked for something based on a clip of Lucifer sticking out his forked tongue. And then there was this.
~*~
Lucifer sighed as he studied his reflection in the mirror. On the one hand, things were good. Ever since his reconciliation with his brothers, Lucifer had been able to maintain his vessel via his restored Grace, so that it was no longer rotting. Something that his lover was very pleased about.
On the other hand, spending so long in the same vessel meant that some of his more... unusual characteristics were bleeding through. While he was no longer being punished for his rebellion, it seemed that God, as a certain Winchester would put it, was still a dick.
“Lucifer,” a low voice called from the attached bedroom. “Come out. I have seen you in all of your incarnations. I'm not leaving.”
That stubbornness was one of the things that Lucifer most admired about his lover, and at the same time found the most frustrating. He sent a final glare Heaven-wards, and stepped out of the bathroom.
Sitting on the bed, cross-legged and naked, was Castiel. The younger angel looked only mildly impatient, though his Grace was flickering with concern and fear. Lucifer immediately felt slightly guilty for making him worry, and looked down.
“I've been in this body for too long,” he admitted. He felt the concern spike, though now there was a large amount of curiosity mixed in.
“What do you mean?”
“I... have you noticed some... traits of your own appearing on the vessel you inhabit?” Lucifer switched tracks.
“Of course,” Castiel nodded. “Though that is more because it is my body than anything else.”
“What?” Lucifer looked up again, startled. “But surely...”
“Jimmy died a long time ago,” Castiel waved a hand, clearly trying to get back to the original question. “The first time Raphael killed us. I had Jimmy's permission to keep using the body, but I left him in Heaven where he would be safe. Now, stop distracting me. What is wrong?”
Knowing that there was no way out of this - once Castiel latched onto an idea, he wouldn't give it up - Lucifer closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
“...Oh,” he heard Castiel say, sounding only curious. “I hadn't considered that that was possible. Are you in pain?”
“No,” Lucifer risked opening his eyes, to see Castiel watching him intently. “It's just... one more thing to mark me as a monster.”
“Oh really?” Castiel's voice had lowered even further, and Lucifer felt his borrowed heart start beating faster as the young angel leaned forward and started crawling gracefully towards the foot of the bed. “Because I can think of all sorts of fun things to do with a tongue like that.”
“You've been spending time with Dean again, haven't you?” Lucifer asked, even as he felt himself hardening. When Castiel looked at him like that, it always meant good things.
“Yes. Are you complaining?” There was just a hint of cheekiness in the tone, as Castiel reached out and grasped the buckle of Lucifer's belt, pulling him closer with it.
“Hm... no, not complaining,” Lucifer finally smiled down at his lover. He placed a hand on the back of Castiel's head as the young angel quickly undid Lucifer's belt and trousers, pushing them down easily. Underwear and shirt quickly followed, and then Castiel was tilting his head back, baring his throat and begging for attention without saying a word.
Unable to resist such a plea, Lucifer bent down and kissed his lover, hands starting to caress the pale body as his forked tongue slid between willing lips. The reassurance he really needed was given when Castiel's wings erupted into existence, trembling and reaching for him. The appendages wouldn't have shown if Castiel didn't want him, since they were such an intrinsic part of mating. He willed his own to come forth, with a little more restraint, and was soon laying Castiel back on the bed, climbing up to continue the biting kisses.
Pulling back a little, Lucifer went straight to Castiel's chest, licking at the muscles there. It was interesting taking in the taste that was Castiel via two tongue tips. It was also extremely interesting to see the younger angel's reaction. While Castiel has always been responsive to touch, now he was gripping Lucifer's shoulders hard enough to leave marks, head tilted back as he moaned low and loud.
“Lu...” Castiel managed to regain control of his vocal chords somewhat. “Please!”
With his lover pushing him down so insistently and begging so prettily, Lucifer quickly gave in and moved lower, licking at skin along the way only briefly. He was still surprised at how eagerly Castiel bucked into him, keeping contact for as long as possible.
“So responsive,” Lucifer whispered, making sure to exhale along Castiel's hard cock. “All for me. You wouldn't let anyone else touch you like this, would you?”
“If you don't fucking touch me I might-” Castiel's growl of annoyance turned into a contented groan as Lucifer latched onto the tip of his cock, sucking and licking in all sorts of new and interesting ways.
With a bit of effort, Lucifer managed to stick his tongue out further and manipulated it so that he was licking up both sides of Castiel's cock at the same time. The split in his tongue wasn't long enough to encircle the member completely as he bobbed his head, but he was giving it a damn good try. Given the sounds falling from Castiel's lips, the effort was greatly appreciated.
Black-feathered wings pressed against him then, and Lucifer stretched his own wings up to caress and play with Castiel's. The dark feathers seemed to bleed into each other, until it was almost impossible to tell which wing belonged to which angel. Glancing up, Lucifer was struck by how lucky he was right now - not only was he back in God's good books, but he had a gorgeous, willing lover writhing in his bed, begging for his attentions.
Deciding not to tease much longer, he pressed his wings harder against Castiel's, closing his eyes at the pleasure the feeling brought. He continued to bob his head, licking and flicking with his tongue, finding that having the split enabled him to hit more of Castiel's hot-spots at once. While one hand remained on Castiel's hip, thumb gently caressing the soft skin there as he held his lover to the bed, his other hand crept down and stroked against the small opening.
A thought covered his fingers in lube - thank you Gabriel for that tip - and he pressed one into his smaller lover. It never took much effort to prepare Castiel, but this time Lucifer wasn't interested in going that far. He just wanted to find that lovely little bundle of nerves, adding to the pleasure that Castiel was feeling.
“Lu!” Castiel shouted once he found it, and Lucifer knew he wasn't going to last. With so much focussed attention, it was a wonder that the little one had held out this long.
With a final upward stroke of his tongue, Lucifer felt Castiel shudder beneath him and quickly started sucking on him properly. A heartbeat later, Castiel was moaning in bliss as he came in Lucifer's mouth, back arching and hips gently pulsing against the hand holding him down.
Lucifer swallowed easily, milking Castiel until the little angel collapsed back onto the bed, wings trembling at the overwhelming feelings. Pressing one last kiss to Castiel's hip, Lucifer crawled up the bed until he was hovering over his lover. Castiel wasted no time in grabbing Lucifer's shoulders and pulling him down for a kiss, welcoming the forked tongue still covered in his own semen into his mouth.
Lost in contentment, it took a moment for Lucifer to realise that Castiel had managed to wrap their legs together, clearly trying to position himself for penetration. Huffing out a laugh, he pulled back and gazed fondly down at Castiel.
“Still want more? You're never satisfied.”
“Shut up and get in me,” Castiel shot back easily. “Your turn now.”
Unable to argue, Lucifer smiled as he reached down again to ensure he wouldn't hurt his little one.
“I love you,” he whispered into Castiel's ear. He felt the pulse of Castiel's Grace answer him before the angel vocalised it.
“I love you too. Idiot.”