[fic] Anonymous: That is Not a Yoke
[ Het: Meg/Castiel ]
Title: That is Not a Yoke
Writer: Anonymous
Status of work: complete
Characters and/or pairings: Meg/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]Some D/s (femdom), hint of mild body modification (nerve endings), training, brief reference to Meg's body being a vessel
Length: About 3k
Summary: No summary given, but the concept is that Meg has decided to train Castiel with an endgame of getting him Dean.
Reccer's notes: Let's start with some interesting porn. Why this one? Because Meg's voice, that's why. She's self-serving, hedonistic loveliness here. Because Castiel is utterly delicious, offering up submission to her out of his own desire, not just for what it might get him (both now and later), but also to please. He's not sweet, however, and there's a definite edge to their interactions (not just when he uses his teeth). While Dean, and the end-goal, is relevant to the story, it's not slash-via-Meg; she's a distinct, strong presence here, and she and Castiel are genuinely enjoying each other without needing the spectre of Dean to get anyone's engine revving.
[Short excerpt]
“Holy shit. Clarence.”
Castiel used just a hint of teeth; blasphemy made him pissy.
Meg ground back down against his face.