Dean just groaned inarticulately as Castiel knelt behind him, rubbed the tip of his cock against Dean’s entrance until, with an impatient growl, Dean shoved backward, taking the first couple of inches in a sudden slide of heat and pressure that made Castiel’s hips buck, pushing him deeper. Dean stilled then, panting, but Castiel could feel muscles pulsing around his cock, pulling him in, so he didn’t fight it. He pushed in deep, one long, smooth thrust, and Dean opened to him, took him in and held him tight. It was always thus with Dean, a perfect fit when they moved together, when he sank into Dean’s body and it felt like going home. It was always perfect, but never the same. This time he watched the elastic leave red lines on Dean’s pale skin, felt the panties tight against the underside of his erection, listened to the sounds Dean made, a little different in pitch than usual, a little more wrung out and urgent. Wearing that little slip of fabric made it good for Dean, and Castiel didn’t truly understand why, but it was good for him as well.
“Watch,” Castiel said, reaching beneath Dean and palming his cock through the panties and Dean moved onto his elbows so he could see the play of Castiel’s hand on his satin-encased dick.
Castiel couldn’t get a good grip through the panties, so he stroked over Dean’s cock, squeezing his balls, running his fingers up and down his length, teasing at the head, thumbing the slit through wet fabric.
“You are,” he said as he rubbed in time with his thrusts, “beautiful like this. Do you see?” Dean moaned in response, pushing back to meet his rhythm. “Do you believe me, Dean?” Dean shuddered, his body drawing in, tensing. Castiel could feel him balancing on the edge, ready to tip over with the slightest push.
Castiel squeezed Dean's cock, fucked into him hard, fast, and Dean cried out once, and then again, hips jerking, cock jumping in Castiel’s grip as his come, warm and wet, soaked the fabric under his hand. Dean tightened around Castiel until he could barely thrust, until he couldn’t not come, every fiber of his being needing to pour itself into Dean.
“Oh God,” Dean groaned into the pillow, sounding completely wrecked “Oh my God. Cas. Oh my God.”
It was long moments before Castiel opened his eyes. They were lying flat on the bed and he was still on top of Dean. He moved back carefully, but Dean only sighed as Castiel’s cock slipped free. Dean rolled over onto his back, looking at Castiel out of nearly closed eyes. His face was flushed, his hair a mess, sweat shone on his skin, and the panties he was wearing were soaked through, dark with wetness and clinging to his skin. He was, as Castiel had been trying to tell him, absolutely beautiful.
First: LENGTH IS ABSOLUTELY WELCOMED IN THIS CASE *fans*
and oh gosh I can't. You broke my brain with how good this was (also when I started reading it I was freezing but right now not anymore. Thanks for that too. ;) ) and OH YES THE PINK SATIN PANTIES. I absolutely loved that you went for Cas's POV and your take on his reactions - it made perfect sense that he wouldn't really get why wearing the lingerie would be a big deal. And oh gosh how he gets what Dean wants *dies* also Dean was spot-on too - I mean, obviously he'd be embarrassed some in the beginning. And oh gosh no this was so hot I couldn't. I love how the both of them are so completely into it even if not necessary for the same reasons. (aside - I love that Castiel was watching Dean back when he did the panties thing for the first time.) And ugh Cas wanting Dean to tell him what he wants out loud was just - hi, I'll be in my bunk. I might have died also at Cas manhandling Dean into the bed and at the point when he found out that Dean had already prepped himself. If I went on I'd probably quote the entire thing back at you but really, I loved every comma of it, thanks so much! There's really nothing like good, delicious crossdressing porn.
I have always wanted to do something with those panties in Dean's past, so it was fun to get to play around with that. I love writing those two and it had been a long time. I'm so glad you liked it!
Agreed, cross-dressing porn is always a good thing!
“Watch,” Castiel said, reaching beneath Dean and palming his cock through the panties and Dean moved onto his elbows so he could see the play of Castiel’s hand on his satin-encased dick.
Castiel couldn’t get a good grip through the panties, so he stroked over Dean’s cock, squeezing his balls, running his fingers up and down his length, teasing at the head, thumbing the slit through wet fabric.
“You are,” he said as he rubbed in time with his thrusts, “beautiful like this. Do you see?” Dean moaned in response, pushing back to meet his rhythm. “Do you believe me, Dean?” Dean shuddered, his body drawing in, tensing. Castiel could feel him balancing on the edge, ready to tip over with the slightest push.
Castiel squeezed Dean's cock, fucked into him hard, fast, and Dean cried out once, and then again, hips jerking, cock jumping in Castiel’s grip as his come, warm and wet, soaked the fabric under his hand. Dean tightened around Castiel until he could barely thrust, until he couldn’t not come, every fiber of his being needing to pour itself into Dean.
“Oh God,” Dean groaned into the pillow, sounding completely wrecked “Oh my God. Cas. Oh my God.”
It was long moments before Castiel opened his eyes. They were lying flat on the bed and he was still on top of Dean. He moved back carefully, but Dean only sighed as Castiel’s cock slipped free. Dean rolled over onto his back, looking at Castiel out of nearly closed eyes. His face was flushed, his hair a mess, sweat shone on his skin, and the panties he was wearing were soaked through, dark with wetness and clinging to his skin. He was, as Castiel had been trying to tell him, absolutely beautiful.
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and oh gosh I can't. You broke my brain with how good this was (also when I started reading it I was freezing but right now not anymore. Thanks for that too. ;) ) and OH YES THE PINK SATIN PANTIES. I absolutely loved that you went for Cas's POV and your take on his reactions - it made perfect sense that he wouldn't really get why wearing the lingerie would be a big deal. And oh gosh how he gets what Dean wants *dies* also Dean was spot-on too - I mean, obviously he'd be embarrassed some in the beginning. And oh gosh no this was so hot I couldn't. I love how the both of them are so completely into it even if not necessary for the same reasons. (aside - I love that Castiel was watching Dean back when he did the panties thing for the first time.) And ugh Cas wanting Dean to tell him what he wants out loud was just - hi, I'll be in my bunk. I might have died also at Cas manhandling Dean into the bed and at the point when he found out that Dean had already prepped himself. If I went on I'd probably quote the entire thing back at you but really, I loved every comma of it, thanks so much! There's really nothing like good, delicious crossdressing porn.
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Agreed, cross-dressing porn is always a good thing!
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