Kinky Monday

[sansdatelimite]

So, I’m in one of those moods again so it’s time for another Kinky Monday (stolen shamelessly from tiptoe39).

No real rules. If I can't/won't write something, I'll just tell you. There may or may not be any sort of context. There will be porn. You'll get at least 100 words out of me.

If you want to leave more than one prompt, knock yourself out. I just

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[sansdatelimite]

Dean stopped pretending he had any control in the situation a long time ago. He’s completely at the mercy of the two angels he’s trapped between, but for once, he finds he doesn’t care. He feels safe, surrounded completely by their bodies and Grace and wings, not that he’d ever admit it. That, and Dean likes the confusion and desperation of being torn between arching forward into Gabriel or shoving back against Castiel

[sansdatelimite]

“I am not,” Gabriel huffs out. He throws one arm out, flailing uselessly to tug at the dark feathers of Castiel’s wings, but he’s pinned to the bed and he can’t reach. “Cas, get - “ his words are broken off as Dean tugs at his feathers at the same time he thrusts hard, and Gabriel makes a strangled sound. “ - need you,” he finishes, whining