Denial (Dean/Castiel, Prompt 30, Table 7)
Title: Denial
Author x_shadowwings_x
Character(s)/Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Theme: Theme #7 (Get your kink on) This won’t hurt I swear
Prompt(s): 30 begging
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: Dean and Castiel sadly do not belong to me. If they did, they’d be in a steady relationship by now.
Summary: Castiel likes to be dominant in the bedroom
Castiel slid the cock ring over Dean’s cock and slid it down to the base. Dean watched him, mouth agape, pupils dilated so much, his irises disappeared in a sea of black as Castiel’s deft fingers finished pushing the cock ring down to the base of Dean’s dick. The angel pushed at Dean until the hunter had turned away to lean against the wall behind him, one forearm braced against the garish wallpaper as support.
Castiel pushed into Dean’s slick hole, groaning at the pressure of the hunter’s tight channel enclosing his dick and he started rutting against his lover slowly, fingers gripping Dean’s hips harshly for balance. Dean felt Castiel’s breath hot against the back of his neck as the angel’s movements evened out and his rhythm stabilized. Dean moaned, wished that he could touch himself, but every time he reached up to wrap fingers around his cock, Castiel pushed his hand away with a sharp - no.
Dean whined, and wished he could at least take the cock ring off, so that he could achieve climax sooner rather than later. Castiel twisted fingers into the flesh of his ass when Dean tried, voice commanding as he ordered Dean to leave the cock ring in place.
Dean begged, he whined, pleaded with Castiel to let him remove the ring, yet still Castiel refused harshly, torturing Dean’s flesh with deft twists of his fingers and harsh slaps with the flat of his hand to Dean’s body and ass. Dean groaned, braced his forehead against his forehead and moaned loudly, pleasure a long drawn out note in hid body without hope of immediate release as he usually did. He whined when he felt Castiel leaning into him. pressing a swift kiss to the nape of Dean’s neck when the hunter had remained silent for a while.
Dean opened his mouth to beg again, but he was distracted by the feel of Castiel’s seed spurting hot and thick inside him, the angel's voice a hoarse scream as he climaxed behind him. Dean felt the relentless pressure fall away as Castiel’s soft member slid easily from his ass, before he was allowed to turn around again.
Castiel watched as though asking him for something without ever indicating as to what it was he wanted. Finally Dean opened his mouth to speak, wondering if the angel wanted to hear him beg again.
“Please, Cas,” Dean pleaded, embarrassed by the girlish whine working in his throat as he reached down to grapple with the cock ring denying him his release. “Please, just let me go, remove it. Please, Cas, please. Let me - “
“Fine,” Castiel said, with his usual tender look of amusement settled deep in his eyes to warm his gaze.
He reached down and pressed the quick release catch on the cock ring and pulled the silicone ring away, standing back as Dean finished himself off, achieving climax with a satisfied smile. Dean was grinning happily at the angel, holding his arms out for a hug. Castiel smiled and settled into Dean’s arms, laying his head contentedly against the hunter’s shoulder.
“I’m sorry I got harsh with you,” Castiel murmured against the hunter’s sweaty shoulder.
“You kidding me, right? The sex is better when you’re all mighty smitey,” and Dean chuckled against Castiel’s soft dark hair.
Castiel didn’t reply; instead he just sighed happily against his lover’s shoulder and turned his face up to place a kiss upon his hunter’s responsive mouth ...