50 First Times Times 48, 49, and finally 50! (I skipped 47. Didn't have it in me. Sorry!)
I know I have been away for a very long time. I hope everyone is doing well. I am currently finishing this up so I no longer feel like it is hanging over my head in the hopes I can move on and write some more. I hate leaving things unfinished.
All my love to you all!
Title: Time 48
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Gabriel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 473
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - first time having sex where it WASN'T crazy, rushed, oh god it's the end of the world, sex.
Time 48
Dean keeps waiting for his phone to ring, for Sam to come bursting through the door, for an explosive flash of light, an explosion…something.
So far, things are good. In his experience that is seriously weird.
“Are we really going to do this?” He asks softly even as he nuzzles his nose up the side of his partner’s cheek.
The fallen archangel looks just as confused as Dean feels. Gabriel’s got his forehead all scrunched up and his eyes keep darting all over the room like he’s expecting something horrible. “You mean have sex?”
“I know we’re having sex,” Dean sighs. “I mean are really doing it without, like, the threat of death?”
“I didn’t think you were that kinky, Dean.”
It says a lot about Dean’s state of mind that the snark pouring out of his…boyfriend…is what finally makes him relax. “Shut up and kiss me, Feathers.”
Gabriel smirks, but then there’s kissing. Dean loses himself in hot, wet drag of Gabriel’s tongue against his own. He’s distracted by the gentle touches when they usually only have time for frantic groping. By the time they’re naked and curled together on the bed Dean’s feeling like a virgin all over again.
It’s been so long since he felt safe; since he felt this good.
He wonders what it must be like for Gabriel after a millennia of hiding and running for his life. Dean thinks the answers might be hidden in the hiccupping gasps escaping his lover as Dean purposefully drags out his movements and slows down his touches.
They have time. They finally have time to do this right.
Gabriel’s shaking apart as Dean finally prepares him. The slick slide of Dean’s fingers leaving him trembling and whimpering against Dean’s neck.
“I love you,” Gabriel blurts as Dean slides slowly inside. “Oh…I love you.”
Dean doesn’t even try to hide his smile. Gabriel has the nerve to sound surprised.
“I love you, too,” Dean murmurs as he finds his rhythm. He’s going so slowly he hurts. But it’s worth it to have this, to have something.
He’s lost so much. Dean was starting to think that was all life was about…losing. But now, in this moment, he’s found something wild and quicksilver free in this man beneath him. Maybe they get more than just tonight, maybe they get forever. Dean doesn’t know.
This chance is going to have to be enough, for both of them.
Title: Time 49
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 528
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - First time bondage. Dean is willing to give up control completely.
Time 49
He’s bound and blindfolded.
Let’s face it, for Dean, this is nothing new.
Well…except the sheets are clean beneath him and the ties that bind him aren’t making his wrists bleed. So that’s an improvement.
He sucks as a sub.
It’s something he was worried about from the moment Gabriel mentioned it. It was one of those side comments that the ex-angel was always making. One of those things that seems like a joke until about five hours later when Gabriel’s showing you the silk he wants to tie you down with.
Frankly, Dean’s not sure why he didn’t just yell “Hell no!”
“That’s a lie,” Gabriel murmurs as he swipes a hand down Dean’s quivering flank. “You did tell me there was no way you would do this. But here we are.”
Maybe there’s some of that angel shit left in his head somewhere. Dean doesn’t know.
He jerks against the bindings again. He doesn’t know how long he’s been here waiting for Gabriel to do something, to do anything.
Dean finally huffs in frustration and collapses into the mattress feeling the knots and tension in his body built up from years of scratching and fighting to survive slip away. He shivers at the kiss Gabriel presses into the center of his back.
“There you go,” Gabriel whispers sounding proud and in control. “Finally. I’ve got you now.”
Dean shocks himself as the first sob leaves him breathless. He doesn’t even know when the tears started but they wrack his body. It’s so loud. He doesn’t understand how he can be crying so loudly.
He’d been expecting a beating; something brutal and physically painful in a way he understands, can cope with. But instead Gabriel takes him under with soothing strokes and long drags of his fingernails across his back and down the insides of his thighs.
Gabriel massages him, strokes him, at one point wraps his arms around Dean and rocks him gently as he cries himself out. When Gabriel takes him, and take Dean he does; it’s with deliberate movements designed to keep Dean from guessing his next move. He leaves Dean anchored securely by Gabriel’s body, by Gabriel’s will.
When he’s finally allowed to orgasm he feels like he flies right out of his body.
When Gabriel brings him back up out of the space he’s dropped himself into Dean curls into his side and sleeps like he hasn’t slept since he was child.
The next day he spends an hour staring at himself in the bathroom mirror with a lopsided grin. He has no idea where all the marks on his body came from.
When he finally wanders back out into the hotel room Gabriel touches every single one of those marks and smiles a secret smile that Dean can’t help but return.
Title: Time 50
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 580
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - Dean's first time bottoming for Castiel.
Time 50
“I don’t think you’re supposed to be this tight.” Cas comments in that flat, deadpan voice he uses when he’s panicked but doesn’t want anyone to know.
“How the fuck would you know!” Dean snaps before he can stop himself and then winces as Cas jerks his finger out of Dean’s ass as fast as he can.
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this,” Cas offers as he folds back into himself like he’s done something horrible and thinks he deserves to be punished. “Things were fine the way they were. It was a bad idea.”
“Dating me was a bad idea, Cas,” Dean huffs before rolling over and reaching out to drag his boyfriend up to snuggle. “Pretty much the worst idea you ever had. But since you went ahead with it, you’re kind of stuck with me now. It’s not your fault I can’t relax.”
“I must be doing it wrong.” Cas mumbles into Dean’s neck and so help him Dean can’t stop the chuckle that bubbles up inside him.
“You’re barely doing anything,” Dean snorts. “How could you possibly be doing it wrong?”
“Fuck you.” Cas blurts as he tenses up in Dean’s arms.
“That’s what we’re here for.” Dean smiles as Cas tries to shove him off the bed only to drag him back close and kiss him again. “Try again,” Dean whispers as he guides Cas’ trembling hand back around his body. “Please.”
It’s not exactly something they write about in romance novels at first. Dean’s still tense and Cas too nervous.
“You like this?” Dean gasps as Cas slides in a third finger, so slick, he feels so stretched.
“I love this,” Cas gasps out. He sounds stunned and overwhelmed. It sounds like he’s drowning. Dean looks over his shoulder and sees Cas’ gaze fixated on where his fingers are diligently working his way into Dean’s still somewhat resistant body.
And yeah, that’s really all kinds of hot.
Something changes, the air’s charged and Dean’s slow to respond body suddenly eases, Cas’ fingers slide deeper and brush over something that makes Dean shake and moan.
Cas moans with him, deep and rough, like he does when Dean’s deep inside him and gripping him tight.
“Okay,” Dean gasps out, “enough of the previews. Move this onto the main event.”
He’s a little shocked when Cas doesn’t comment. But then there’s scrambling behind where he’s kneeling and Cas is all but licking his way up Dean’s spine before lining himself up with shaking fingers and whimpering as he pushes slowly inside.
Dean exhales, biting his lip as the strange feeling of being filled for the first time. It’s not bad, it’s not really fantastic either. But Dean can feel Cas gripping his hips, can hear his panting breaths as he tries to hold himself together.
It’s good. It’s powerful. It’s them and because it’s the two of them together it’s wonderful.
Cas’ control snaps and Dean loses himself in the way this person he loves feels as he comes inside Dean’s body. He’s doesn’t come, not that first time. It doesn’t matter.
Cas finishes him off with a hell of a blow job.
All my love to you all!
Title: Time 48
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Gabriel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 473
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - first time having sex where it WASN'T crazy, rushed, oh god it's the end of the world, sex.
Time 48
Dean keeps waiting for his phone to ring, for Sam to come bursting through the door, for an explosive flash of light, an explosion…something.
So far, things are good. In his experience that is seriously weird.
“Are we really going to do this?” He asks softly even as he nuzzles his nose up the side of his partner’s cheek.
The fallen archangel looks just as confused as Dean feels. Gabriel’s got his forehead all scrunched up and his eyes keep darting all over the room like he’s expecting something horrible. “You mean have sex?”
“I know we’re having sex,” Dean sighs. “I mean are really doing it without, like, the threat of death?”
“I didn’t think you were that kinky, Dean.”
It says a lot about Dean’s state of mind that the snark pouring out of his…boyfriend…is what finally makes him relax. “Shut up and kiss me, Feathers.”
Gabriel smirks, but then there’s kissing. Dean loses himself in hot, wet drag of Gabriel’s tongue against his own. He’s distracted by the gentle touches when they usually only have time for frantic groping. By the time they’re naked and curled together on the bed Dean’s feeling like a virgin all over again.
It’s been so long since he felt safe; since he felt this good.
He wonders what it must be like for Gabriel after a millennia of hiding and running for his life. Dean thinks the answers might be hidden in the hiccupping gasps escaping his lover as Dean purposefully drags out his movements and slows down his touches.
They have time. They finally have time to do this right.
Gabriel’s shaking apart as Dean finally prepares him. The slick slide of Dean’s fingers leaving him trembling and whimpering against Dean’s neck.
“I love you,” Gabriel blurts as Dean slides slowly inside. “Oh…I love you.”
Dean doesn’t even try to hide his smile. Gabriel has the nerve to sound surprised.
“I love you, too,” Dean murmurs as he finds his rhythm. He’s going so slowly he hurts. But it’s worth it to have this, to have something.
He’s lost so much. Dean was starting to think that was all life was about…losing. But now, in this moment, he’s found something wild and quicksilver free in this man beneath him. Maybe they get more than just tonight, maybe they get forever. Dean doesn’t know.
This chance is going to have to be enough, for both of them.
Title: Time 49
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 528
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - First time bondage. Dean is willing to give up control completely.
Time 49
He’s bound and blindfolded.
Let’s face it, for Dean, this is nothing new.
Well…except the sheets are clean beneath him and the ties that bind him aren’t making his wrists bleed. So that’s an improvement.
He sucks as a sub.
It’s something he was worried about from the moment Gabriel mentioned it. It was one of those side comments that the ex-angel was always making. One of those things that seems like a joke until about five hours later when Gabriel’s showing you the silk he wants to tie you down with.
Frankly, Dean’s not sure why he didn’t just yell “Hell no!”
“That’s a lie,” Gabriel murmurs as he swipes a hand down Dean’s quivering flank. “You did tell me there was no way you would do this. But here we are.”
Maybe there’s some of that angel shit left in his head somewhere. Dean doesn’t know.
He jerks against the bindings again. He doesn’t know how long he’s been here waiting for Gabriel to do something, to do anything.
Dean finally huffs in frustration and collapses into the mattress feeling the knots and tension in his body built up from years of scratching and fighting to survive slip away. He shivers at the kiss Gabriel presses into the center of his back.
“There you go,” Gabriel whispers sounding proud and in control. “Finally. I’ve got you now.”
Dean shocks himself as the first sob leaves him breathless. He doesn’t even know when the tears started but they wrack his body. It’s so loud. He doesn’t understand how he can be crying so loudly.
He’d been expecting a beating; something brutal and physically painful in a way he understands, can cope with. But instead Gabriel takes him under with soothing strokes and long drags of his fingernails across his back and down the insides of his thighs.
Gabriel massages him, strokes him, at one point wraps his arms around Dean and rocks him gently as he cries himself out. When Gabriel takes him, and take Dean he does; it’s with deliberate movements designed to keep Dean from guessing his next move. He leaves Dean anchored securely by Gabriel’s body, by Gabriel’s will.
When he’s finally allowed to orgasm he feels like he flies right out of his body.
When Gabriel brings him back up out of the space he’s dropped himself into Dean curls into his side and sleeps like he hasn’t slept since he was child.
The next day he spends an hour staring at himself in the bathroom mirror with a lopsided grin. He has no idea where all the marks on his body came from.
When he finally wanders back out into the hotel room Gabriel touches every single one of those marks and smiles a secret smile that Dean can’t help but return.
Title: Time 50
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Dean/Cas
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 580
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first times - Dean's first time bottoming for Castiel.
Time 50
“I don’t think you’re supposed to be this tight.” Cas comments in that flat, deadpan voice he uses when he’s panicked but doesn’t want anyone to know.
“How the fuck would you know!” Dean snaps before he can stop himself and then winces as Cas jerks his finger out of Dean’s ass as fast as he can.
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this,” Cas offers as he folds back into himself like he’s done something horrible and thinks he deserves to be punished. “Things were fine the way they were. It was a bad idea.”
“Dating me was a bad idea, Cas,” Dean huffs before rolling over and reaching out to drag his boyfriend up to snuggle. “Pretty much the worst idea you ever had. But since you went ahead with it, you’re kind of stuck with me now. It’s not your fault I can’t relax.”
“I must be doing it wrong.” Cas mumbles into Dean’s neck and so help him Dean can’t stop the chuckle that bubbles up inside him.
“You’re barely doing anything,” Dean snorts. “How could you possibly be doing it wrong?”
“Fuck you.” Cas blurts as he tenses up in Dean’s arms.
“That’s what we’re here for.” Dean smiles as Cas tries to shove him off the bed only to drag him back close and kiss him again. “Try again,” Dean whispers as he guides Cas’ trembling hand back around his body. “Please.”
It’s not exactly something they write about in romance novels at first. Dean’s still tense and Cas too nervous.
“You like this?” Dean gasps as Cas slides in a third finger, so slick, he feels so stretched.
“I love this,” Cas gasps out. He sounds stunned and overwhelmed. It sounds like he’s drowning. Dean looks over his shoulder and sees Cas’ gaze fixated on where his fingers are diligently working his way into Dean’s still somewhat resistant body.
And yeah, that’s really all kinds of hot.
Something changes, the air’s charged and Dean’s slow to respond body suddenly eases, Cas’ fingers slide deeper and brush over something that makes Dean shake and moan.
Cas moans with him, deep and rough, like he does when Dean’s deep inside him and gripping him tight.
“Okay,” Dean gasps out, “enough of the previews. Move this onto the main event.”
He’s a little shocked when Cas doesn’t comment. But then there’s scrambling behind where he’s kneeling and Cas is all but licking his way up Dean’s spine before lining himself up with shaking fingers and whimpering as he pushes slowly inside.
Dean exhales, biting his lip as the strange feeling of being filled for the first time. It’s not bad, it’s not really fantastic either. But Dean can feel Cas gripping his hips, can hear his panting breaths as he tries to hold himself together.
It’s good. It’s powerful. It’s them and because it’s the two of them together it’s wonderful.
Cas’ control snaps and Dean loses himself in the way this person he loves feels as he comes inside Dean’s body. He’s doesn’t come, not that first time. It doesn’t matter.
Cas finishes him off with a hell of a blow job.