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mulder200 October 28 2011, 18:18:13 UTC
Dean sighs, and then squeaks when Castiel starts sucking a mark into his neck. “He’s, uh, he’s an angel, Sam. I think he’s got more control.”

Sam just blinks. “Yes, that’s why he’s dry-humping you in front of me, because he’s the pinnacle of control.”

“I haven’t torn his clothing off yet,” Castiel growls, tugging on Dean’s shirt.

Sam shakes his head, and the fear grows stronger. “Dean.”

Dean nods. “It’s okay, Sam,” he says, and Sam swallows. “I trust Cas. Trust my judgment here, Sam.”

LOL! Poor Sam! Then again, the image of Cas all horny and desperate for sex with Dean is a very hot image.

“Cas,” Dean groans, his hips still moving, “I want… Fuck, Cas. I want you to fuck me ( ... )

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phate_phoenix October 28 2011, 19:48:59 UTC
Heehee! Glad you enjoyed it!

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