Along The Road

Wrong Number - CLOSED RP with angelus-cxstiel

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The kiss deepened slightly, and Dean relaxed into it. Kissing he could handle, even if it was another dude. And Castiel was, well, good at it. A thumb passed over his nipple and he gasped lightly before shuddering and moaning despite himself as it was pinched.

A hand splayed across his back and pressed him closer. Castiel pulled away from the kiss and Dean blinked his eyes open. Castiel was really close, and those blue eyes of his were absolutely stunning. Dean had never seen eyes like that before.

“Y… yeah, that’s fine.” Castiel bit his lip as his fingers rubbed against his back and Dean felt a curl of what he couldn’t deny was arousal go through him. “You don’t have to ask for every little thing, you know. I ain’t exactly a virgin.”

Castiel felt Dean relaxing into the kiss and couldn’t help but to give a content hum, he was quite proud of himself for being able to talk this man into letting him do his job. And the fact that Dean hadn’t been with a guy before was making him even more prideful.

The Dom allowed a grin to play across his lips as him and Dean met eyes, his hand travelling up the man’s back and rubbing the smooth skin. The other was gorgeous, and he could already feel himself getting aroused just by the thought of being the man’s first. The fact that the man had chosen him over two free girls was enough to get him going, in all honesty.

“I just wanted to be sure, Dean.” He responded, pushing Dean’s coat off of his shoulders and pulling it off of him, following that action with the removal of his shirt. He set the coat and shirt over the back of the couch and proceeded to reposition the other male, laying him on his back and positioning himself between his legs. He pecked Dean’s lips before moving on, trailing kisses over his cheek, then his jawline and down his neck, working down along his chest before his lips latched onto one of Dean’s nipples. His tongue working over the hardened flesh.

Castiel grinned slightly, seeming pleased for some reason Dean couldn't comprehend. His hand slid up Dean's back beneath his shirt and Dean could feel himself getting both more nervous and excited at the same time.

It was just... he really didn't know what to expect. His mind was providing all these ideas, images from porn he'd seen... But he'd only ever seen a girl sub. What the hell was someone supposed to do with a guy like that?

Dean nodded... he got it, and yeah, maybe for some people Castiel would have to ask, but honestly? Asking Dean every step of the way was just making him more nervous. Dean was one to go with the flow during sex, not analyzing things. Castiel pushed his coat off, and Dean rolled his shoulders as he helped by shrugging it off. Soon Dean's shirt followed and Dean watched as Castiel set the aside.

Castiel guided him to lay back, and Dean hesitated a moment before following. Castiel settled between Dean's bow legs and Dean felt his cheeks heat a bit at the position. A gentle peck was the only kiss he got before Castiel moved on, kissing his cheek, jawline... down his neck in a way that had Dean tilting his head back, a deep sound rumbling in his chest as Castiel kissed down his chest. Dean gasped lightly as Castiel's lips sealed around his nipple, his tongue moving across the hardened nub in a way that made Dean groan, the sound surprised as pleasure made his skin heat up and his cock give an interested twitch.

Dean had never known his nipples were sensitive... he'd never bothered touching them before. And girls would at the most trail their hands across the area before moving onto more prominent areas. So it was a bit shocking just how good it felt. Dean's hand reached up, fingers knotting in Castiel's messy hair as his eyes slipped closed.

#rp #and beyond #thedyingembers

And Beyond - CLOSED RP with thedyingembers

Arianrhod. Goddess of douchebaggery, as far as Dean cared. Pagan Goddess, should have been simple enough. But no, he'd steaked her ass just as her spell completed and Dean ended up knocked back so hard he'd blacked out.

What he'd woken to was a headache, a bruised back, and a forest. His brow furrowed. They'd been in a museum, how the fuck did he end up here? "Sam?" he called out, looking around. No Sam in sight. He groaned and got to his feet.

"Alright, where the hell am I supposed to be?" he grumbled. He pulled out his cell. No signal. He cursed, stuffing it back in his pocket. Of course. He set to walking around. Maybe he'd find something...

"SAM!!" Dean called out loudly, keeping his eyes open. After a few hours, he came upon some kind of run down shack. His eyes narrowed and he pulled out a gun, just in case. "Okay, creepy shack in the middle of mystery forest number seven... Nothin' suspicious about that," he mumbled to himself, moving cautiously to it.

Not What I Would Call "Harmonious" - CLOSED RP with kingoffallengrace

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Dean grinned, nodding. It was nicer, nicer than the shitty motel he had to go back to later, that was for sure. “I dun care, man,” he chuckled, stepping inside when bid. He stumbled in and followed after Nick to the kitchen.

He took the whiskey with a wide grin. “Awesome, thanks,” he tipped it back and hummed. It was good. Warmth went down his throat and joined with what was already in his belly. He was warm and happy and loose and he leaned against the counter. “Man, I haven’ been th’s drunk in… in I don’ even know,” he admitted, laughing. “To a good night!” he held his glass up before downing it shivering slightly before setting it aside.

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NICK was buzzing happily. Things were good. He slipped off his jacket and flannel and tossed them aside. Dean prompted a toast and Nick happily agreed, echoing the words before throwing back his own drink. He kept pouring more and more, and Nick just got drunker and drunker. It was a good feeling. Really good. And his company wasn’t half bad, either.

#rp #kingoffallengrace #harmonious

The night progressed and Dean got drunk enough he ended up stumbling around, bumping into things. His vision was spinning and his mind pleasantly numbed. If his stomach wasn't well trained in the ways of alcohol by this point, he would probably have blown chunks like an hour ago.

"Dudedude," he swallowed. "Dude." He clapped a hand on Nick's shoulder. "I don' think I should..." He waved a hand, not able to find the words. "Can I crash here? I'll be out 'fore you wake up." He smiled at Nick. "Pleeeeaaaaase?" he giggled a bit.

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Dean's eyes went right to the man's tongue, growing more and more interested with everything the other did. It was really unfair how attractive he was. Dean just prayed he wasn't completely straight. He could work with bi-curious. The man seemed to be studying him and Dean puffed up a bit, trying to look a bit bigger.

He nodded and when he spoke... oh fuck, that voice did things to him. He wanted to back Castiel right back into his office and drop down to his knees and make that voice sing for him. Dean smiled.

"Awesome. Come on, let's get the show on the road so we finish before class starts," he chuckled, turning and heading out the door. As they walked, Dean pointed out the various classrooms and introduced him to a few teachers. He showed him the cafeteria, the library, and finally...

"Welcome to my stomping grounds!" He held his arms wide, showing him the gym. "Well, here and the fields out back, of course. I'm the PE instructor."

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Prison!AU Anyone?

The Conman

And the Violent Criminal

The Car Jackers

The Mafia Boss

The Newbie Cop

#yes this #I want to play this #Like now #rp ideas

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A completely self-indulgent 48-second mesh of audio snippets. Because I’d hope that Cas would get a little feisty if Dean confessed his subtexty love.

You may want to use some headphones or earbuds here.

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*high pitched screaming* And am I the only one who hears a wrapper about ¾ of the way through? ;)

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Oh my god oh my god oh my god

#reblog #destiel #hell yeah

Craving Destiel and Drowley... Like any kind of plot. Dark or smut preferred, though. <3

Not What I Would Call "Harmonious" - CLOSED RP with kingoffallengrace

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Dean grinned a lopsided, drunken grin at Nick’s words. “Yer place it is, friend!” He laughed as Nick wrapped an arm around him. He followed behind Nick, driving the Impala a lot more carefully than he normally would have and when Nick stopped, he stopped.

He got out of the car and stumbled towards Nick. “This your place?” he gestured vaguely at more than one of the houses.

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NICK had a secret gift. And whatever it was, it got them to his place safely. He nodded over to one of the doors and scrambled up the steps, getting out the keys to his apartment and opening the door. “Viola! Casa de… uh… Nick?” he questioned, then shrugged, ushering the other inside, “Eh. Anyway. Sorry it’s a mess. I don’t usually have company.”

HE laughed and made for the kitchen, stumbling around until he gathered two gasses of whiskey. He made for Dean and passed him one, grinning. “’re y’ go, handsome. Drink up!” Nick downed his, grinning at the warm burn down his throat.

#rp #kingoffallengrace #harmonious

Dean grinned, nodding. It was nicer, nicer than the shitty motel he had to go back to later, that was for sure. "I dun care, man," he chuckled, stepping inside when bid. He stumbled in and followed after Nick to the kitchen.

He took the whiskey with a wide grin. "Awesome, thanks," he tipped it back and hummed. It was good. Warmth went down his throat and joined with what was already in his belly. He was warm and happy and loose and he leaned against the counter. "Man, I haven' been th's drunk in... in I don' even know," he admitted, laughing. "To a good night!" he held his glass up before downing it shivering slightly before setting it aside.

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Raise Your Hand If Mun Is A Shy Dork Who’s Nervous About Asking Others To RP

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Unwanted Beginnings - FIC by Kayftw

Series: Supernatural

Chapter: 1/?

Rating: E (for later chapters)

Characters: Gabriel

Pairing: Eventual Sabriel

Notes: Not something I’ve posted on ao3 yet. Just something I’m toying around with. If you have any suggestions, read what I have planned at the end and send me a message. :)

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Wrong Number - CLOSED RP with angelus-cxstiel

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Castiel stroked through his hair and Dean relaxed further. He’d always had a weakness for his hair being played with… It was a rare thing in his life, something he associated with affection and protectiveness. Dean watched as Castiel canted his head to the side. Dean’s fingers twitched as he realized he though the expression was… of all things… cute.

Castiel’s hand moved down to toy with the hem of his shirt and Dean’s heart beat a little faster. He nodded at Dean’s response and Dean braced for whatever the man would do.

He raised an eyebrow, curious as the man removed his gloves, but then calloused fingers were sliding beneath his shirt and up his chest and Dean shivered despite himself. Castiel leaned in again and Dean closed his eyes as those lips pressed against his.

This time he was better prepared for it and didn’t jump or pull away or anything. He wasn’t a coward. He leaned in a bit, moving his lips against Castiel slowly, with just a hint of hesitation.

Castiel slightly deepened the kiss, his thumb sweeping over the man’s nipple before lightly pinching it between his index finger and thumb. He couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, Dean was far too adorable for his own good.

His hand moved around to rest on the other’s back, his hand splaying against over his skin as he pulled Dean slightly closer to himself. It was a rare thing, but, he was actually enjoying this job.

It didn’t even feel like he was on a job right now other than the setting. He pulled from the kiss and opened his eyes to look at Dean, “are you alright with me taking your shirt off, Dean..?” Castiel asked quietly, biting at his bottom lip as he rubbed the tips of his fingers over the other’s back.

The kiss deepened slightly, and Dean relaxed into it. Kissing he could handle, even if it was another dude. And Castiel was, well, good at it. A thumb passed over his nipple and he gasped lightly before shuddering and moaning despite himself as it was pinched.

A hand splayed across his back and pressed him closer. Castiel pulled away from the kiss and Dean blinked his eyes open. Castiel was really close, and those blue eyes of his were absolutely stunning. Dean had never seen eyes like that before.

"Y... yeah, that's fine." Castiel bit his lip as his fingers rubbed against his back and Dean felt a curl of what he couldn't deny was arousal go through him. "You don't have to ask for every little thing, you know. I ain't exactly a virgin."

Wrong Number - CLOSED RP with angelus-cxstiel

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The man’s hand slid up his side, thumb soothing and Dean felt himself relax slightly. Castiel quickly pulled away and Dean blinked, surprised. His ears were burning again and he cleared his throat.

Castiel’s lips brushed his jaw and his other hand came up to play with his hair and Dean felt a flutter in his stomach. “I, uh… didn’t mean to jump. Just, um, never been kissed… by a guy, I mean.” he glanced away, feeling weirdly shy.

Fuck, he was awkward. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll calm down. Just… a bit nervous.” He breathed a laugh, biting his bottom lip a moment. He looked back at Castiel, back into those intense blue eyes.

“I’m fine,” I can handle this. I want this. “Keep going.” Dean mumbled, cheeks burning slightly.

Castiel nodded, “It’s alright, Dean.” He reassured the other, stroking over the man’s hair as he looked away, a soft chuckle sounding from him. The Dom gave Dean as much time as he needed to take a breather.

Once Dean looked at him again, he gave a sweet smile and continued to play with his hair, canting his head to the side a bit. The Dom’s hand slid down to toy at the hem of the other’s shirt, nodding as the other gave him a go-ahead.

He took a second to remove his gloves, before his callused fingers slipped under the hem, grazing over Dean’s skin, sliding up to his chest. He rubbed over the smooth skin and pressed another soft, careful kiss to Dean’s lips.

#rp #nsfw #bdsm #angelus-cxstiel #wrong number

Castiel stroked through his hair and Dean relaxed further. He'd always had a weakness for his hair being played with... It was a rare thing in his life, something he associated with affection and protectiveness. Dean watched as Castiel canted his head to the side. Dean's fingers twitched as he realized he though the expression was... of all things... cute.

Castiel's hand moved down to toy with the hem of his shirt and Dean's heart beat a little faster. He nodded at Dean's response and Dean braced for whatever the man would do.

He raised an eyebrow, curious as the man removed his gloves, but then calloused fingers were sliding beneath his shirt and up his chest and Dean shivered despite himself. Castiel leaned in again and Dean closed his eyes as those lips pressed against his.

This time he was better prepared for it and didn't jump or pull away or anything. He wasn't a coward. He leaned in a bit, moving his lips against Castiel slowly, with just a hint of hesitation.

Wrong Number - CLOSED RP with angelus-cxstiel

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Dean’s ears burned a bit when Castiel pointed out how he’d been tensing. The way he purred, with that voice of his… he almost shivered. Well, the promise of a girl and a refund if he didn’t like it was comforting at least. He tried to loosen up, rolling his shoulder. He was fine, it’s not like this was a fight or anything.

Castiel moved closer and wrapped his arm around Dean’s shoulder and Dean allowed it, just watching, his gaze flashing down as his hand rested on Dean’s thigh. Okay, at least the guy wasn’t grabbing his cock right off the bat, or making him grab his.

Lips pressed against his neck again and again and Dean shivered, eyes shutting at the situation. He could almost imagine a girl in his place, except for the scrape of stubble against his skin. After a few moments, Castiel moved up and kissed his lips and Dean jolted.

It was… strange, kissing a guy. His lips weren’t as soft as a woman’s, and there was no sticky lip gloss or lip stick. He could feel his stubble against his chin and it felt strange…. strange but not exactly bad.

Castiel moved his hand up to Dean’s waist, his thumb rubbing little soothing patterns on his side. As the other jolted at the kiss, he was quick to pull away, “is there anything I could do to help you relax, Dean?” He questioned softly, his hand remaining on the younger man’s side.

He really wanted the other to enjoy this, not be tense and reluctant the entire time. His job was about bringing others pleasure after all. As much as he wanted to completely ravage Dean, he held himself together and made sure to keep a pace that didn’t overwhelm his client.

The Dom placed a soft kiss to Dean’s jaw, his hand coming up from the other man’s shoulder to toy with his hair as he awaited an answer from him.

The man's hand slid up his side, thumb soothing and Dean felt himself relax slightly. Castiel quickly pulled away and Dean blinked, surprised. His ears were burning again and he cleared his throat.

Castiel's lips brushed his jaw and his other hand came up to play with his hair and Dean felt a flutter in his stomach. "I, uh... didn't mean to jump. Just, um, never been kissed... by a guy, I mean." he glanced away, feeling weirdly shy.

Fuck, he was awkward. "Don't worry about it, I'll calm down. Just... a bit nervous." He breathed a laugh, biting his bottom lip a moment. He looked back at Castiel, back into those intense blue eyes.

"I'm fine," I can handle this. I want this. "Keep going." Dean mumbled, cheeks burning slightly.

Wrong Number - CLOSED RP with angelus-cxstiel

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His brow furrowed as he tried to understand what Castiel was saying. “I… guess? Like rough sex, right?” Rough sex he could understand. He’d let himself be pushed around by a few girls. Had even done a bit of pushing himself.

“S… safewords,” he repeated, his mouth going dry and his eyes widening. His heart was hammering in his chest as he realized Castiel was talking like he’d already agreed. He moved closer and Dean tensed, swallowing, but didn’t move away. He wasn’t quite in his space yet.

The question came and Dean held his breath, his mind going a mile a minute. This was a guy. This wasn’t something he’d ever thought he wanted… but he could stop it at any time. His curiosity was a force to be reckoned with, it seemed, as the word that left his mouth was-

“Yes.”

“Somewhat. But, it’s nothing to be worried about.” Castiel shrugged, glancing over Dean once again, God, he was gorgeous and those eyes. The Dom shifted slightly in his spot and relaxed against the couch.

“Yeah.” He purred, “you know, if you want me to do anything you need to stop tensing up whenever I move even an inch towards you.” He chuckled, “just let me do my job, if you don’t like it, I’ll get you a girl and refund your friend.” The older male smiled, toying with his tie as he awaited Dean’s consent.

‘Yes’ was all he needed to hear before he moved closer to Dean, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. He placed his free hand on Dean’s thigh, leaning in to press a few kisses up and along the man’s neck, working over his jaw then eventually planting a kiss to his lips.

Dean's ears burned a bit when Castiel pointed out how he'd been tensing. The way he purred, with that voice of his... he almost shivered. Well, the promise of a girl and a refund if he didn't like it was comforting at least. He tried to loosen up, rolling his shoulder. He was fine, it's not like this was a fight or anything.

Castiel moved closer and wrapped his arm around Dean's shoulder and Dean allowed it, just watching, his gaze flashing down as his hand rested on Dean's thigh. Okay, at least the guy wasn't grabbing his cock right off the bat, or making him grab his.

Lips pressed against his neck again and again and Dean shivered, eyes shutting at the situation. He could almost imagine a girl in his place, except for the scrape of stubble against his skin. After a few moments, Castiel moved up and kissed his lips and Dean jolted.

It was... strange, kissing a guy. His lips weren't as soft as a woman's, and there was no sticky lip gloss or lip stick. He could feel his stubble against his chin and it felt strange.... strange but not exactly bad.