Kinky Wednesday

[sansdatelimite]

So, I asked, and you guys wanted, so I guess I’m bringing back Kinky Wednesday. :)

As always, the rules are the same. I have the right to say ‘no, I can’t/won’t write this’ and ask you to choose a different prompt. There will probably be some sort of context, because I don’t really have the shameless part of shameless porn down, but there will be

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[tiptoe39]

Dean/Cas with some sort of body oils or lotions or stuff ~ rubdown, aromatherapy, massage ~ etc. XD

1/2

[sansdatelimite]

“Trust me”, Dean says, sliding Castiel’s shirt off of his shoulders and mouthing at his jaw. “Just relax

2/2

[sansdatelimite]

It’s not entirely true, Castiel has a fair idea of the physical reaction his body elicits in Dean. He presses back against Dean, a low whine escaping him at the contact, and he wiggles and squirms until he can get his hand between him and the mattress. It’s a struggle to fumble to undo his belt, to push at his slacks until he can get naked and - hopefully - Dean will, too

Re: 2/2

[tiptoe39]

hngnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng you kill me dead and i love every minute of it. OM NOM NOM BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYS. So sensual and sexy and fuuuuck.

LOVE IT. THANK YOU. <3

[swishyclang]

One-sided Cas/robo!Sam, voyeur.

[sansdatelimite]

This isn’t right, this isn’t Sam. By rights, Castiel shouldn’t even be here, but here he is, and this is quite possibly the closest he’s ever going to get. This isn’t Sam, Castiel has to remind himself, but that’s probably the only reason he’s ever going to see this, see all of him. It’s why he can’t leave, not now.

If Sam knows Castiel is there, he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t make any move to stop. He just digs his heel into the mattress and arches up into his fist with a bitten off curse, his cock an angry red and swollen as Sam strokes it with quick, rough jerks. His skin is glistening with sweat, his jeans sticking to his thighs where he only shoved them down far enough to get at his dick and the sounds he’s making are bordering on painful.

And Castiel knows he should leave, that he should get the Hell out of here before it’s too late. His hands are sweating though, his mouth is dry, his heart is jackhammering in his chest and he can feel something hot and urgent coiling through his system and sitting heavily in his gut. All

[swishyclang]

I know I already squee'd at you on Twitter, but here I am again to say: Eee! I love the hopeless atmosphere and the potential for future angstings :). I repeat: you please me, my dear!

[kijikun]

Balthazar/Lisa, Wing grooming

[sansdatelimite]

She’d only wanted to see his wings. Chin resting on his shoulder, settled warmly in his lap with his hands on her hips, fingers curling and stroking just under the hem of her jeans, all Lisa wanted was to see Balthazar’s wings. She wasn’t expecting the sleek, sandy feathers and their sharp edges, or the look of fragility to them. She’s seen angels, when she was little and went to church with her mom and sister still, but this is nothing like she’d imagined

[ember_firedrake]

Brad/Nate, biting

1/2

[sansdatelimite]

It starts off easy, chaste almost, with Brad scraping his teeth over Nate’s jaw, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt of his skin before placing a soft kiss. Here, he’s not allowed to leave marks, but Nate’s breath still catches in his throat with every drag of Brad’s lips and teeth and tongue. Nate makes soft, delicious noises that go straight to Brad’s groin and he’d never even consider passing up, possessive bite marks or not

2/2

[sansdatelimite]

“Please,” Nate says, his voice cracking

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[ember_firedrake]

\o/

Thank you! I really loved this, the biting was hot (nnnggghhh), but I also loved the undercurrent of desperation. Beautiful. :)

[zekkass]

Sam/Gabriel, showersex

[sansdatelimite]

They really aren’t the right size for this, either of them. Sam’s too tall to stand under the spray, and as slight as Gabriel is, holding onto him while he’s naked and wet is almost impossible. He slips through Sam’s fingers with a taunting grin until Sam shoves him bodily against the wall and holds him there, bracketing him in with arms on either side of Gabriel’s head, a knee between Gabriel’s thighs.

“Stop fucking around,” Sam says, bending down to kiss Gabriel. He’s too tall to kiss Gabriel properly without Gabriel on his tippytoes, especially when the floor is wet and he runs the risk of slipping and smashing his head on the tile.

For once, Gabriel just gives in though, leaning up to kiss Sam and it’s dirty and dominating, Gabriel’s nails biting into Sam’s bicep as his teeth nip at Sam’s lips. “Don’t you mean start fucking around?” He asks innocently

[swishyclang]

I know I should probably wait until the OP's commented, but dude! So awesome. Love your characterisations (not to mention the accurate descriptions of awkwardness on attempting shower!sex with such a height difference).

[zekkass]

Mmmm, v. nice! As swishyclang said, I love the height difference details, and the rest - hot. Hot hot hot. <3