Summary: You and Castiel know each other for five years and you never had occasion to see his wings so you simply ask him to show them to you.
Pairing: Castiel x Reader
Warinings:Ā very big wing!kink, smut (iām not sure if I can call it that, because itās just touching Cas hahs)
A/N:Ā | Again, sorry for every mistake I made, English isnāt my first language. |
I read a few good stories with a wing!kink, but I couldnāt find one where it were the main thing, so I decided that I will write one! I hope you enjoy!
@greenappleeyes @casbabydontgoineedyou @splendidcas @katymacsupernaturalĀ
āCassie, please, show them to me!ā you yelled at him, trying to catch him in the hall. You knew Castiel for five years now and never had the occasion to see his wings. He was your best friend, thatās what he was calling himself, and he never said āyesā, but you saw that he was angry with you for running after him for like two weeks now and he almost broke.
Well, you just wanted to see them. Maybe touch, to check if the feathers were soft, but hey! You needed 5 minutes to do this! And he still was running away like he was afraid of something, but either way, he didnāt wanted you to tell anything.
āCastiel!ā you stood in front of him, so he wasnāt able to just walk away again and pretend that you donāt exist. āPlease, Castiel. You know I wonāt do anything you donāt wish me to.āyou did your best puppy eyes that you learnd from Sammy. āBoys arenāt home, so we can do whatever we want and they wonāt jugde you, jugde us, and you are still⦠you.ā he furrowed his eyebrows at you. āI know, I know! But, Cas, please! You have the power to stop this. If I see them, I will stop asking, right?ā he looked annoyed and that was kinda funny, because he looked like mad baby-penguin and all you knew was that that was the most cute thing to see.
āJust for a moment, okay?ā he said low and you jumped, grabbed his hand and dragged him into your room, closing your door while smiling with exitement.
You sat on your bed and he stood right in front of you. That was this moment that you saw the power he had. He took off his trench coat and suit jacet, tossed both on a chair. He looked at you for a moment, and then, you saw that.
His wings were a lot bigger then you thought and a lot more destroyed. You knew that he healed them, but stillā¦
It didnāt changed anything, his wings were beautiful either way. And he saw it in your face. You were admiring them, your jaw dropped and your eyes shone. You shifted and stood up. Slowly coming closer, you extended a hand, but you moved it back and looked at your bed, smiling, and coming back to sit at it.
āCome here, Castiel.ā you patted the space in front of your bed and he sat there, looking over his shoulder to your face. āCan I⦠touch them?ā even Ā that you didnāt get the answer yet, you touched the feathers. They were softer than anything you had ever touched. They were⦠the most delicate thing in the whole universe. You felt his wings tense up and heard that he held his breath.
You stroked his right wing, from behind him, the top part, the down part. You tickled every feather that you could and then you did the same thing to the left wing. You saw beauty in them, but you saw scars, scabs, bruises and a lot of wounds too and that made your heart ache. You felt tears in your eyes, but as quick as they appeared, you made them disappear and it was okay to feel this way.
You moved your hand a little closer to where his wings grow into his back, but in that part where still were feathers, and you were pretty sure he just moaned; so you did that again, a little bit harder. You heard him again and couldnāt just let go of that beautiful sound. You started to stroke that place with your fingers, slowly, full of calm, just to try his tolerance for teasing.
ā(Y/N)ā¦ā he breathed, but it was like a trans for you, so you moved your hand to that part ā with just the down - that seemed to be even more delicate and his back arched like he wanted to escape from that overwhelmed pleasure, but didnāt want it to stop at the same time. You started to massage that point.
You felt him tense up again, even more. He started to moan, but it was different than you had ever heard; it was loud, but calm⦠You knew the diffrence, but you werenāt able to say it out loud. You wanted him to be even louder, so you started to do the same thing on his second wing with your other hand at the same time and that worked better then you expected.
He, as you wanted, became louder and he started to tremble and fidget. You did it a little harder and faster, worried that this could hurt him, and he just lost it.
His back arched again, his head fell on your shoulder and he practically melted into your touch. His eyes were closed and his lips parted. You added to your movements more presure and that made him scream your name, but you didnāt heard that with your ears, you felt it like you knew that he was screaming. You just knew that.
Castiel closed his mouth and eyes, and started to squrim. He was a mess with the most beautiful sex face you had ever seen. You couldnāt belive that you just made your best friend look like this, it was sending shivers to your throbbing core. You shift to create some friction, but it wasnāt enough, you needed a lot more.
You couldnāt hold yourself any longer and just started to leave wet, open mouth kisses on his exposed neck. Meanwhile you looked at his crotch and gasp at the sight. His trousers were too tight, because of that boner. He was really hard; you could see his exact shape. One of your hands left his wing and fell down to that bulgde, but right before you could touch him, he stopped your hand and moved it back to his wing.
āP-pl-please, d-d-d-donāt st-st-sto-stopā¦ā he moaned, it seemed to be really hard for him to form words and that hit you right in your sex. Your pace became faster and harder, and that broke him.
He really screamed. When he opend his mouth and eyes, bright blue light came out of him, his wings spread to its full size and he was squriming even wilder. If someone walked right now into the room, he would think that you just stabbed Castiel, but you saw diffrence. That light was a lot warmer and brighter than that one coming out of a murdered angel. The second one was that he was moaning really, really loud and it was clear for you, that it was pure pleasure.
Suddenly, you heard thunder outside. It sounded like it was just right above the bunker and you twitched, stopping every movement. It was pounding on the roof.
Few minutes later Castiel was still a little trembling, but his wings were invisible for you again. His eyes fell closed again and he was trying to catch his breath. You looked at his crotch again and he was still that hard, but there was no spot that you could consider as a cum. You got lost.
āCastiel⦠What the hell happened?ā you just asked; you needed to know.
He slide off of your shoulder and hugged your pillow, resting.
āI-I justā¦āhe still had problem with his breathing.āYou⦠justā¦ā you started to stroke his head and neck, he moaned quietly.āY-you made⦠m-my true f-fo-form comeā¦ā he spilled finally, but you just froze.
āHow could Iā¦?ā you moved back your hand a little ashemed.āWas that⦠okay? Did I made you feel good?ā
He opend his eyes, hardly, and look at you barely seeing, and he nodded. His eyes closed again, but he tried and opend them for longer.
āIt was⦠It was m-my first time. An-angels are d-doing this r-rarely⦠I did-didnāt kn-know h-how a-amazing it f-feels.āhe stuttered really hard. It made you smile, but looking at him like this, with his hard cock so evident⦠It was making you too horny to think or just forget.
āCasā¦ā you whisperd, not wanting to ask for sex, but really in need for it.
āI know, (Y/N), I kn-know. I-I just need a little rest⦠I pro-promise you that I w-will return every-everything, but-but please, lie down with m-me for a mo-moment.ā he moved his hand to you and forced you to lie down beside him.
Casā promise made you smile, but then, he snapped his fingers and you both were just in your underwear, under Ā duvet. His erection pressed to your ass, his hand found itās place on your clothed core and that closeness made you tremble.
You couldnāt wait 'till he wakes up.