Prompt 89 - primeval
Title: Instruction in Pleasure
Author: my_sam_dean
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Jo/Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 89 - primeval
Warnings/Notes: I own nothing Supernatural. Warnings for expicit sex, threesome, first time. Dean and Jo teach Castiel how to give and receive pleasure.
"You called?" Castiel looked confused when Dean answered the motel door with Jo in the doorway behind him. "I think I got a message. I'm not sure. I can leave."
"I've got to teach you how to use your cell," Dean mumbled to himself. "Yep, I called. Come in."
Cautiously, Castiel stepped around Dean and stared at his feet when Jo looked his way. "What is it you needed?"
"You."
"I don't understand what you're expecting from me. Clearly, Jo can assist you with whatever you wish."
"She is assisting me--with you." Dean's eyes held a gleam that made Cas swallow hard.
"Yeah, Castiel." Jo agreed.
He saw the warmth on Jo's face and wondered what was causing it. Quickly, he glanced back down to the floor.
Dean chuckled. "Don't look so scared, Cas. You'd think you'd never met us before."
"I have met you and Jo, but I still don't understand your emergency."
"Never said there was a crisis. Just wanted you here."
Castiel was frustrated with Dean avoiding his questions. "Again, why?"
"Let me take this." Jo's slender hands slipped Cas's trench coat off his shoulders. "You'll be more comfortable."
His puzzlement showed as she laid his coat over the back of the chair.
"Cas." Dean's voice startled him and he was surprised to find Dean in what he referred to as personal space. "Breathe."
After a conscious effort to expel the air from his lungs and draw in new, he wondered why the automatic process had stopped.
"We're going to show you some of the best things about being human," Dean stared into his eyes as he spoke. "And, you don't have to do a damn thing."
One eyebrow raised, Castiel waited while Dean moved behind him and Jo appeared in his place.
Jo smiled.. "Hey, Cas. We're going to take good care of you." She loosened his tie and opened the buttons on his shirt. "I know you probably didn't work out in heaven," she ran a hand across his chest, "but, wow. I like what I see."
Still speechless, Cas stood like a statue while Dean unbuttoned his cuffs. Jo shucked her shirt and displayed her white lacy bra.
"Want to do the honors?" She asked. "Have you ever?"
He stared at her dumbly.
"Answer the nice lady, Cas," Dean whispered in his ear.
"I'm--I am unfamiliar with your garment." It wasn't quite an answer but the best that he could do.
"I'll help you learn." She unclasped the hooks and slid the straps down her arms. Grasping his hands in hers, she held them to her breasts.
"Feel her shape. Rub your thumb over her nipple and see what happens."
Cas obeyed Dean and dragged his thumb over a dark circle. He heard Jo's sharp intake of air but didn't see her. He was preoccupied with watching her pebble beneath his touch.
The sound of a zipper got the fallen angel's attention, especially when he realized his slacks were falling down his thighs. He moved to grab the waistband, but Jo held onto him.
"Don't. You. Dare." She prodded his other hand to touch her as its partner's was.
"I'd listen to her," Dean advised as he reached around to palm Castiel through the thin material of his boxer briefs. "Never a good idea to make a woman mad."
Closing his eyes, Cas whimpered. Dean's naked body pressed against his back. When he slid the material of the underwear down, Dean avoided touching where Castiel throbbed.
"It's only fair to help a lady. Look at her, Cas. Isn't she beautiful? Slide her panties down for her. Don't worry, she's not shy."
The tips of his ears burned as he fumbled with the satiny material. When she had stepped out of them, Cas stood from where he'd been kneeling. One of Dean's arms held him close as he rested his head on Cas's shoulder.
"Go ahead. You can touch. She'll like that." Dean's voice tickled his ear.
Jo's hands rested by her side as Castiel's shaky hand extended in her direction. She nodded her encouragement and gave him a small smile as she shifted to allow his hand between her legs.
He slid a finger through her wetness and repeated the movement when she made a sound deep in her throat.
"Rub a little so you can feel her center." Dean moved his hand until he was cradling Cas's member but not grasping it. "I'm sure she'll lie down to make it easier for you."
The bed creaked when Jo reclined against the headboard with one knee bent and resting to the side.
"That's an invitation if I've ever seen one." Dean made a humming noise as he pressed against Castiel's firm backside. "If you hesitate too long, she'll think you don't want her. Go."
Dean urged him on as he laid his head on Jo's chest and watched as his fingers disappeared around her mound. She moved her legs further apart when he pushed inside her. Not needing extra instruction, he withdrew and changed the position of his hand before entering her again. She ran her fingernails through his hair and he found himself pillowed on her breast as her reaction to his touch fascinated him.
Behind him, the bed springs protested as Dean spooned him and shifted his top leg forward. His fingertips joined Castiel's as he gathered some of Jo's lubrication.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Dean ran a slicked digit down his shaft and behind Cas's scrotum. He pressed slightly as he circled his finger on his way back toward his target. "Add another finger. She wants it. Can't you see how she's squirming for your attention?"
Cas heard Jo's heartbeat getting louder. He spread his fingers as he explored her, making her shiver. Dean sucked on his neck as he teased the very stimulated man's hole.
Lost in the combined sounds of their ragged breathing, Cas closed his eyes and reveled in the sensitivity of his skin as he made Jo moan. He'd never known what humans felt when they made love and was thankful for the pleasure Dean and Jo were sharing with him.
Author: my_sam_dean
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Jo/Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 89 - primeval
Warnings/Notes: I own nothing Supernatural. Warnings for expicit sex, threesome, first time. Dean and Jo teach Castiel how to give and receive pleasure.
"You called?" Castiel looked confused when Dean answered the motel door with Jo in the doorway behind him. "I think I got a message. I'm not sure. I can leave."
"I've got to teach you how to use your cell," Dean mumbled to himself. "Yep, I called. Come in."
Cautiously, Castiel stepped around Dean and stared at his feet when Jo looked his way. "What is it you needed?"
"You."
"I don't understand what you're expecting from me. Clearly, Jo can assist you with whatever you wish."
"She is assisting me--with you." Dean's eyes held a gleam that made Cas swallow hard.
"Yeah, Castiel." Jo agreed.
He saw the warmth on Jo's face and wondered what was causing it. Quickly, he glanced back down to the floor.
Dean chuckled. "Don't look so scared, Cas. You'd think you'd never met us before."
"I have met you and Jo, but I still don't understand your emergency."
"Never said there was a crisis. Just wanted you here."
Castiel was frustrated with Dean avoiding his questions. "Again, why?"
"Let me take this." Jo's slender hands slipped Cas's trench coat off his shoulders. "You'll be more comfortable."
His puzzlement showed as she laid his coat over the back of the chair.
"Cas." Dean's voice startled him and he was surprised to find Dean in what he referred to as personal space. "Breathe."
After a conscious effort to expel the air from his lungs and draw in new, he wondered why the automatic process had stopped.
"We're going to show you some of the best things about being human," Dean stared into his eyes as he spoke. "And, you don't have to do a damn thing."
One eyebrow raised, Castiel waited while Dean moved behind him and Jo appeared in his place.
Jo smiled.. "Hey, Cas. We're going to take good care of you." She loosened his tie and opened the buttons on his shirt. "I know you probably didn't work out in heaven," she ran a hand across his chest, "but, wow. I like what I see."
Still speechless, Cas stood like a statue while Dean unbuttoned his cuffs. Jo shucked her shirt and displayed her white lacy bra.
"Want to do the honors?" She asked. "Have you ever?"
He stared at her dumbly.
"Answer the nice lady, Cas," Dean whispered in his ear.
"I'm--I am unfamiliar with your garment." It wasn't quite an answer but the best that he could do.
"I'll help you learn." She unclasped the hooks and slid the straps down her arms. Grasping his hands in hers, she held them to her breasts.
"Feel her shape. Rub your thumb over her nipple and see what happens."
Cas obeyed Dean and dragged his thumb over a dark circle. He heard Jo's sharp intake of air but didn't see her. He was preoccupied with watching her pebble beneath his touch.
The sound of a zipper got the fallen angel's attention, especially when he realized his slacks were falling down his thighs. He moved to grab the waistband, but Jo held onto him.
"Don't. You. Dare." She prodded his other hand to touch her as its partner's was.
"I'd listen to her," Dean advised as he reached around to palm Castiel through the thin material of his boxer briefs. "Never a good idea to make a woman mad."
Closing his eyes, Cas whimpered. Dean's naked body pressed against his back. When he slid the material of the underwear down, Dean avoided touching where Castiel throbbed.
"It's only fair to help a lady. Look at her, Cas. Isn't she beautiful? Slide her panties down for her. Don't worry, she's not shy."
The tips of his ears burned as he fumbled with the satiny material. When she had stepped out of them, Cas stood from where he'd been kneeling. One of Dean's arms held him close as he rested his head on Cas's shoulder.
"Go ahead. You can touch. She'll like that." Dean's voice tickled his ear.
Jo's hands rested by her side as Castiel's shaky hand extended in her direction. She nodded her encouragement and gave him a small smile as she shifted to allow his hand between her legs.
He slid a finger through her wetness and repeated the movement when she made a sound deep in her throat.
"Rub a little so you can feel her center." Dean moved his hand until he was cradling Cas's member but not grasping it. "I'm sure she'll lie down to make it easier for you."
The bed creaked when Jo reclined against the headboard with one knee bent and resting to the side.
"That's an invitation if I've ever seen one." Dean made a humming noise as he pressed against Castiel's firm backside. "If you hesitate too long, she'll think you don't want her. Go."
Dean urged him on as he laid his head on Jo's chest and watched as his fingers disappeared around her mound. She moved her legs further apart when he pushed inside her. Not needing extra instruction, he withdrew and changed the position of his hand before entering her again. She ran her fingernails through his hair and he found himself pillowed on her breast as her reaction to his touch fascinated him.
Behind him, the bed springs protested as Dean spooned him and shifted his top leg forward. His fingertips joined Castiel's as he gathered some of Jo's lubrication.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Dean ran a slicked digit down his shaft and behind Cas's scrotum. He pressed slightly as he circled his finger on his way back toward his target. "Add another finger. She wants it. Can't you see how she's squirming for your attention?"
Cas heard Jo's heartbeat getting louder. He spread his fingers as he explored her, making her shiver. Dean sucked on his neck as he teased the very stimulated man's hole.
Lost in the combined sounds of their ragged breathing, Cas closed his eyes and reveled in the sensitivity of his skin as he made Jo moan. He'd never known what humans felt when they made love and was thankful for the pleasure Dean and Jo were sharing with him.