Castiel sighed dramatically and picked up his phone, colorful charms clinking together, to find no new messages from his boyfriend, Dean Smith. He wasn’t surprised –he knew Dean was busy at work, but he wanted something to relieve his boredom. He was on his winter break from college, and his barista job was still only part time. He lacked sufficient hours to keep him occupied while he was out of school with Dean at work and all his friends scattered too far from him over vacation.
He dragged his laptop closer and booted the sticker-covered machine up, deciding to check his email and watch Netflix. When he pulled up his inbox, his blue eyes brightened with joy as he saw an email entitled “Delivery Confirmation” at the top, addressed from one of his favorite sex shops that did custom sets. A few weeks ago, he’d placed an order from them in secret, wanting it to be a surprise for Dean. He jumped out of his seat excitedly, barely remembering to toss on some leggings, boots, and a sweater before heading down to the mailroom in the loft building’s lobby.
Castiel skipped down the halls, and grinned happily when he saw Benny working.
“Hello, Mr. Lafitte.” He purred sweetly, stopping abruptly and bending over the desk.
The scruffy, gentle bear of a man startled and blushed slightly –Castiel loved riling him up –before composing himself. “Hey there, Cas.” He responded. “You lookin’ for that big box I saw come in about an hour ago?”
Castiel nodded, slight shiver running up his spine at Benny’s thick Cajun accent. If Dean were with him, he’d never let it go once they left his earshot. He ribbed Cas relentlessly about constantly bouncing between flirty tramp and shy virgin around the man.
“Alright, I’ll grab that, hold on one second.”
Castiel watched him get up, and tracked him wide-eyed and unashamedly as Benny’s thick back and thigh muscles flexed beneath his clothes as he stooped to rifle through the packages before picking up Castiel’s box and handing it to him.
“Late Christmas present?” He asked.
Castiel turned back to his shameless mode, eyes twinkling as he pushed his hip exaggeratedly to the side to rest the box against. “No, I bought myself a present.”
“Oh? You did?” He chuckled.
“Yes. Well, it’s for me to wear, and Dean to enjoy.” He winked salaciously before scampering off, leaving Benny burning pink and stammering behind him. “Have a good day, Mr. Lafitte.” He called over his shoulder.
Once he was back in their loft, Castiel opened the package carefully, not wanting to damage anything inside on accident, and laid it all on the bed. He looked over his purchase with glee. It was perfect –well made, adorable, and soft, and the colors looked even better in person. Dean was going love him wearing this. He took some pictures to put on his blog later. He placed the packaging in their recycle bin, burying it under what was already in there on the off chance Dean would somehow see the bin before him and the surprise would be ruined, and began washing up to prep himself and put his surprise on.
When he was done, he was squirming, cock hardening slightly at the physical and emotional thrill being caused by his new outfit, and texted Dean.
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