Bottomiest Angel In The Garrison

Just another bottom!Cas blog, because there can never be enough of those.

[checkertrees]

ok…no offense…but Cas deserves to be pampered and praised so much. He deserves to be lovingly spread out in the bed and rimmed to within an inch of his life until he’s shaking and trembling with overstimulation, Dean’s fingers pressing against his prostate and his lips pressing obscene kisses to Cas’s swollen, sloppy rim.

[artsyunderstudy]

idjits

[sketching-fox]

Just teasing a little with a cropped Destiel image. To be SFW! >:D

Post with the full picture here:

https://sketching-fox.tumblr.com/post/185554010812/full-version-nsfw-here-link

[blessyourhondahurley]

Need

Since he and Cas got together, it’s like he’s fifteen again, libido-wise. When they don’t have anything else keeping them busy, the two of them will go at it four or five times a day. Sometimes all it takes is a stiff breeze and a stray thought and Dean’s out of his mind with lust, has to drag Cas to their bed and rub up against him until they’re both gasping out their peaks.

Dean’s crested forty. His days of raging boners and embarrassing dreams should be in the distant rear view, and his refractory period should be getting longer, not disappearing altogether. He’s asked Cas more than once if he’s doing something – if somehow, despite giving up his grace, he still has enough mojo left to bewitch Dean’s cock. So far the ex-angel has refused to confirm or deny, an enigmatic smile on his face.

But it’s the opposite of a problem. Unlike the first time Dean had to feel this way, he doesn’t have to hide his morning wood from his dad and little brother or figure out how to jack off in a motel shower without leaking any incriminating sounds. Now when he wakes up hard and wanting, he can pull Cas against him, sleep-warm, soft, and naked. He can settle that plush ass into the cradle of his hips and push in where Cas is still loose and sloppy from the night before. He can fuck his baby hard and deep and fall back into a doze with his dick still buried to the hilt. He can wake up a few hours later and do it all again.

They’ve got a lot of years to catch up on.

(on ao3)

[kooblues]

okay, well if we really wanna get down to it:

cas loves, loves, loves getting eaten out by dean. he loves the noises dean makes when he pushes his tongue deeper inside him. loves how sloppy it is. wet and messy and loud, because dean gets so into it he sometimes forgets how to breathe before resurfacing and gasping for air. he’s so impatient, too. tries to go slow in the beginning, wants to tease cas, just breathe light kisses where cas is needy and waiting, but gets so turned on he licks deeper and harder into him in no time at all. he loves how dean grabs cas’ thick thighs, spreads his cheeks as he moans into cas’ hole. loves how he can feel dean growing desperate to hear cas make just as much noise as he does.

cas makes a lot of noise. he always does and dean knows. most of the time it starts out as muffled whimpers into the pillow, burying his face in it until he can’t take it anymore, until dean gets vocal and tells cas how perfect he is for him all spread out, until dean’s hands wander and land on his hips, his back, one hand on his neck grounding him, squeezing softly as he kisses the dimples on cas’ lower back.

that’s when cas lets out a downright filthy groan and flips himself around, dislodging dean for just a precious second, setting his feet on the mattress and looking at dean with so much adoration and love, face red and sweaty. disbelieving every single time they do this. how this is such raw and intimate act, how the only person he’d ever be comfortable with doing this, is dean. how dean gazes right back, how it should look obscene and dirty from where he’s kneeling between cas’ spread legs, but doesn’t. how dean knows exactly what cas needs in these moments, how he knows cas needs his hands in dean’s, holding on tight as dean goes back to work.

cas loves how dean can tell when he’s getting close, just from his tongue inside him, when he tenses up, starts whispering and begging. when dean tells cas to run his long fingers through dean’s hair so dean can finally wrap a hand around his own cock and stroke in time as he gently pushes one finger inside cas, still licking and kissing around his hole, never stopping. how he finds his sweet spot so easily, rubbing slowly but relentlessly, just the way cas loves it the most. how dean’s urgent, low groan as he comes messily all over their comforter and cas’ thigh is the thing that finally drives him over the edge. how they stay like that for a minute or two. but get clingy the moment the aftershocks settle, dean crawling up cas’ body to share a filthy, long kiss before they both settle, too lazy and happy to clean up. cas loves how they both fall asleep next to each other, touching everywhere and how he knows he gets to have this intimacy and trust and pleasure with dean for years and years to come.

[the-smut-life-chose-me]

[bottomcaslabyrinth]

Dean’s giant sandy coloured wings flared up and sharpened as he pinned the smaller angel hard against the cold ground and rutted against his plump backside.

Other male angels gathered around the dominance Display and watched as Dean thrust inside the blue eyed beauty beneath him with a growl.

The black Winged angel shuttered and moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure and spread this thick tanned thighs so Dean could gain better access to his sweet hole.

Angel mating reason could be Brutal, especially for someone as pretty as Castiel, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t have eyes for Dean.

The freckled angel left soft bites and harsh kisses across Castiel’s neck and shoulders before delivering a final desperate thrust and filling his tight channel with thick angelic cum.

Castiel groaned deeply, his thighs shaking in pleasure as he came hard across the floor and on his lean stomach.

Dean wrapped his arms around the smaller angel before he fell flat on his face and pulled him upwards to nuzzle his neck.

‘Mine’ Dean whispered possessively

‘Yours’ Cas smiled softly.

[cains-mane-deactivated20201213]

            |For Basia, who cheered me up and loves her some bottom!Cas. This                is for you, love <3

“Dean. Deaan. Deaaaan.” 

Cas was draped over the edge of the couch, reaching for the hunter who was sitting—well, slouching—on the chair beside him.

The angel looked adorably needy, grabbing at the half-asleep man’s shirt, trying to keep him awake. 

“Cas, face it, Dean’s out like a light,” Sam intervened. 

“But he will lose the drinking game!” Cas replied, bright eyes showing genuine worry. His words slurred together, making it hard for Sam and Gabriel to keep straight faces. It didn’t help that they were rather drunk themselves.

“Mmm…still ’wake guys.”

“Yeah, sure you are, Dean-O,” Gabriel teased. Then, hitting Sam on the knee, said, “Come on, Sam, let’s get outta here.”

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[puppocastiel]

Dean has Cas panting into the crook of his neck. He has Cas laying on top of him while he has two fingers teasing his right little hole. He’s absentmindedly watching tv while he plays around with Cas’s hole. Cas knows Dean wants him to be a good boy, so he muffles his cries in the skin of Dean’s neck. Dean plays with his hair with his other hand, and runs his comforting hand down Cas’s back when he starts to writhe.

[yourspecialeyes]

Dean and Cas are hit by a spell; Dean is suddenly caught up in the overwhelming, animalistic urge to mount his mate and just take him, while Cas suddenly feels like he wants nothing more than to submit and let his mate claim and fuck him. Established relationship.

[castielssexappeal]

I heard your dirty prayer.

For the winner of my giveaway: capturedean !! 

(X)

[ao3feed-destiel]

Uninhibited

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2rj5j0E

by thewinchesterlifestyle

Dean wasn’t expecting Castiel, a human Castiel, to be recovering from the unexpected loss of his grace for a second time.

Words: 3824, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Additional Tags: Bottom Castiel, Human Castiel, Demon Dean Winchester, Knight of Hell Dean Winchester, Top Dean, Handcuffs, Spanking, Fingering, Rimming, Teasing, Rough Sex, Size Kink, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Punishment, temporary human castiel, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dominant Dean, Submissive Castiel, Light Dom/sub, Barebacking, Orgasm Delay, Collared Castiel

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2rj5j0E

[bcttomcas]

Is your blog still active? X

In all honesty, not really. Who knows how long this has been sitting around in my inbox lol. I always intend to come back to this blog and my main one, but I probably won’t until I actually catch up on the show, which could be a few months. Sorry 😬

[eternalroommates]

moreloveforcas: week three ☆ gentle/kind/selfless cas or bamf/strategic/sassy cas 

i know we talk about Dean bottoming a lot— and lord help me if that’s not one of my favorite things to talk about— but i think Dean topping is also a subject worth broaching, especially since you know he’d be so careful and soft and tender as he enters someone else’s body (for the sake of convenience, let’s say ~Cas~). he’d hold Cas tightly against him, palms wide and comforting at the small of Cas’s back. and he’d drop so many kisses and make those tiny little hitching thrusts because it feels so damn good to be inside of someone he loves and Dean knows this is a gift and he cherishes it by going slow and breathing open-mouthed and reverent against Cas’s collarbones.

then after he settles in, Cas’ll whisper: “harder, Dean. come on.”

and then game over because Dean is also 180 pounds of Kansas boy muscle and he gives it so good and long and sweaty and hot, you can bet your ass he’ll have Cas screaming on his cock in half an hour tops~ (▰˘◡˘▰)

[calamity-annie]

just once i need to see cas’ halo

[vinnie-cha]

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