Sub!Castiel x soft dom!afab reader
Castiel is feeling things he's never felt before. Things he thought he shouldn't feel as an angel. And you're more than happy to help him explore
Warnings: marking, oral sex (m recieving), pentrative sex, p in v, unprotected sex
All the boys were supposed to be out today. That's what they'd told you. Sam and Dean had taken Jack out on a hunt, and Cas was off with Bobby doing research.
You loved having the bunker to yourself. It gave you the opportunity to be more...free with your clothing choices. You loved and trusted your boys but you weren't keen on the idea of them seeing you walk around the way you were right now.
Panties and a t-shirt. No bra. And by God was it comfortable. No one was supposed to be back until the next morning, so for now you were relishing having the place to yourself.
You were wandering out of the kitchen with a beer, wanting to go back to the library to continue reading that book on witches you'd found. You were not expecting to see Castiel standing in the middle of the library, jaw dropped and face bright red as he saw you walk in.
Cas just stared, mouth opening and closing like he wanted to say something but he just couldn't get the words out. Your embarrassment quickly turned to amusement.
Your eyes drifted down to see that he seemed to have a bit of a problem in his pants.
"You doin alright angel?"
He raised his hands to rub his face and turn away.
"I'm sorry. I-I wasn't expecting you to have so little clothes on."
"You're more flustered than I am." You snickered.
He stayed turned away from you and you could see he was trying to adjust his pants. You set your beer on top of a bookcase and walked up behind him to lean over his shoulder and whisper in his ear.
"You having some trouble there angel?"
You heard his breath hitch in his throat at your low sultry tone and he turns his head to look at you with wide eyes.
"I've never-I dont..." His gruff voice was full of confusion. You looked down to see him trying to cover himself with his trenchant.
"I can take care of it for you." You offered sweetly.
You grinned and went around to face him and gently pushed him backwards so he stumbled into a chair.
He sat there, legs spread and wide eyed. His face covered in shock and nervousness. You kneeled in front of him and gently ran your fingers up and down the tops of his thighs.
"Will you let me show you just how pleasurable it is to have a human body?"
Cas hesitated, his eyes searching your own for a moment before nodding.
"I need words sweetheart."
A satisfied smile spread over your face as you let your hands slide down to glide over his inner thighs. He shivered as your touch went higher and higher.
Slowly you reached up to undo his belt and slowly tugged his pants down, murmuring at him to lift his hips for you, which he did immediately.
He watched you closely as you kissed up his thighs, letting out a gasp when you bit down on the soft skin of his inner thigh. You ran your tongue over the bite mark soothingly. You turned your attention to his other thigh, leaving bites and hickies all the way up.
"So sensitive." You murmured before sucking another hickey onto his thigh. Cas groaned loudly, his hands gripping tightly at the arm rests of his chair.
You leaned forward to press a kiss to his tip straining against his boxers. He sucked in a harsh breath at the action.
You gently eased him out of his underwear, enamored with the way his cock pulled free.
He whimpered when he felt your breath against it, watching intently as you licked a stripe from base to tip. He let out a strangled groan as you took the tip into his mouth, swirling your tongue around it.
You slowly took more of him into your mouth, watching his face contort with pleasure and his breath quicken.
You began bobbing your head as you took more and more of him in, eventually feeling him hit the back of your throat. He began messily thrusting into your mouth, the feelings overtaking him.
You reached up to guide his hand to your head and he immediately gripped your hair to start pushing you down on his cock. You choked a bit at first but quickly adjusted to his pace. His head lolled back as moans and groans loudly.
It didn't take long before his hips started to stutter and he tried to press you further onto his cock despite your face already being buried in his curly thick hair.
After a few more thrusts he finally emptied into your mouth, whimpering and moaning. You swallowed before gently pulling off.
Cas was panting heavily staring up at the ceiling, slowly he lowered his head to look down at you.
"You like that angel?" You grinned proudly.
"That was...unlike anything I've ever experienced."
You pressed a soft kiss to his thigh before reaching to pull his underwear back on, but he grabbed his wrists to stop you.
"You don't need to worry about me sweetheart."
"I want you to feel it too." His voice was gruff, tone full of want. His eyes were intent and his cheeks were still flushed. You softened, it was sweet of him.
You stood up and leaned in to kiss him, which he happily accepted. It didn't take long until your tongue was in his mouth, he sighed at the feeling. His lips moved against yours, he was inexperienced but he was still trying. And you found it adorable.
He reached his hands up to hesitantly rest on your waist and you moved to sit on his lap, your thighs on either side of his waist. He made a small noise of surprise but continued kissing you hungrily.
You gently started to grind your hips against his, and the simple action had him moaning again and rolling his hips up into you. You grinding against him with your soaked panties was enough to make him feel that desperation and need all over again.
You'd started moaning yourself, the friction was immensely pleasurable, especially as you felt him grow hard again. God it was delicious.
You pulled back and started kissing his neck, sucking hickies onto his skin as you ran your fingers through his hair. You started to grind harder against him, enjoying the sweet breathy moans it pulled from him.
He knew he sounded pathetic, absolutely drunk on you despite being a warrior of heaven. But he really didn't care. The only thing he cared about was you and the things you were making him feel in that moment.
"More. Need more." He rasped out.
"Oh my sweet angel. I'll give you more." You whispered in his ear before nibbling his earlobe. He moaned in response, his hands tightening his grip on your waist.
You tugged your panties to the side and gently guided him to your entrance before sinking down onto him, gasping at the feeling. His fingers dug into your hips so hard you were certain there would be bruises.
You settled fully onto him, hands running through his hair.
"This what you were wanting Cas?" Your tone was teasing.
Slowly you started to move on him, rolling your hips, finding the tempo that'd have both of you moaning and stuttering incoherently. His hands tugged your shirt off and he toyed with your breasts, pinching at your nipples and groping you.
And God was it good. He dragged against you in a way you'd never experienced before, and the way you fluttered and clenched around him had him crying out into your shoulder.
Over and over you murmured words of praise, encouraging him as he desperately fucked up into you.
It really didn't take long to reach your climax, clamping down on him as you cried out into his shoulder. He desperately kept going, trying his best not to release until you'd completely finished. And when you'd fallen limp against him he thrust into you a few more times before you felt heat fill you.
You both sat there for a few moments, panting as you held onto each other. Slowly you eased yourself off of him.
"Can you get me a wet washcloth please?"
He grunted and nodded, maneuvering you so you were sitting in the chair. He stood and pulled up his pants before walking off and coming back with a warm wet washcloth and kneeled down to clean you up. He froze though, enamored with the way his cum was dripling out of you.
Your voice pulled him out of his stupor and he stuttered an apology before gently cleaning you up and helping you put your shirt on.
When he was done you stood up unsteady and he quickly moved to pick you up and carry you to your room.
"This isn't necessary." You chuckled.
"Of course it is." His tone made it clear there was no argument to be made.
"Well thank you." You pressed a kiss to his cheek and giggled when he blushed.
He set you down on your bed, bringing you a new pair of underwear.
"Thank you." He mumbled as he sat on the edge of the bed.
"You don't have to thank me," you chuckled, "I enjoyed it too."
"I just mean, thank you for giving me such a pleasurable experience. It's one I will never forget. And...I glad it was with you."
You practically melted at his words and hugged him from behind, "Let me know if you ever want to do it again."
You had a feeling he'd be coming to your room a lot more frequently.
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