while driving home the other night, i couldn’t help but think about how cas could fuck dean
like, you know that he would dom the shit out of dean. cas would spread his thighs apart and hold him down with a tight grip while roughly tongue-fucking him and then once dean is loose enough for his cock, cas would slide in and thrust mercilessly until dean gets reduced to a writhing, blubbering mess beneath him. dean would start begging for more of cas so cas would either slide his fingers in with his cock or he would grab the nearest toy (because lbr, their toy collection would be supreme) and slam it in along with his cock as he continues to pound into dean. cas would then grab a fistful of dean’s hair and pull while demanding him to come on his cock and, ofc, dean would oblige in a heartbeat because he’s a sucker for being told what to do. especially when the orders come from cas.
BUT ALSO
cas would fuck him slow and sweet while whispering nothing but praise in his ear like, “you’re so beautiful like this, dean” or “you were made for this. i love you so much, dean”. one of cas’ favorite positions is plain, old missionary because he has the opportunity to look down into dean’s eyes while slowly sliding in and out of him. he would press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along dean’s jaw and neck while whispering more affirmations between breaths. cas knows that dean would never admit, out loud, during any normal moment of his day, to loving the words of affirmation coming from him. and he would be caught dead if he ever admits to calling it “love-making”. but it’s when cas has him like this, laid out beneath him and eating up everything he has to say; that he’s the most vulnerable-his emotions bleeding out and surfacing-these are the times that he can admit to both himself and cas.
Sometimes, I have a hard time imagining certain characters in certain situations.
But, I definitely have zero difficulty when imagining Dean lying on his stomach, whimpering, gasping, and moaning as his Cas fucks him into their mattress while whispering absolute filth into his ear.
i can’t stop thinking about the pretty faces cas would make when dean fucks him for the first time
how his eyes would go all wide as dean slides in slowly, swiveling his hips because cas’ rim is so sensitive and it gets his thighs shaking deliciously around dean’s hips
and cas’ lips are all wet and shiny and parted as he stares up at dean in awe, his whole body trembling because dean is inside him
and let’s be honest, dean totally gets off on the look on cas’ face, so he can’t help but try his damnedest to make cas feel so good. so dean starts moving his hips, thrusting deeper into cas’ hole and groaning as it clenches around him in response
and cas moans so beautifully, biting down on his swollen bottom lip as his eyes fall shut, rocking his hips up to meet dean’s.
and then dean angles his own hips to try and find that spot he knows is there and… bingo.
cas’ eyes shoot open and his mouth goes wide as he gasps desperately, hips jerking against dean’s, cock twitching against his stomach as it spurts out precome against his taut stomach… he looks like he’s found god.
and dean totally loses himself after that because cas’ face is fucking gorgeous, and he needs to see what he looks like when he comes all over his stomach.
so dean buries himself inside cas over and over, desperately massaging the head of his dick into cas’ prostate until cas is gasping and grabbing desperately at dean’s shoulders, mouth parting around the most beautiful sound dean’s ever heard and he comes.
cas comes so beautifully, hips jerking and thighs quivering, face flushed and lips so obscenely swollen, his whole body shaking as he cries out… and dean can’t hold on anymore. he lets out a strangled moan as he comes, buried deep inside cas, dick throbbing and thighs trembling as he digs his fingers into cas’ hips and comes until he feels like his entire body has been turned inside out.
Castiel insisting on having the stranger he sees every morning in the campus coffee shop pose for a sketch. He just needs to capture those eyes and those goddamn lips on his canvas at least once.
Dean loving to pose for Cas because Cas just makes him feel so //beautiful// without having to even say a word to him.
Castiel and Dean developing a friendship and Castiel asking Dean to pose nude for a nudes class that he’s in, the other man happily accepting.
Castiel sketching and drawing Dean in very intimately sensual poses and if Dean gets a hard on, well… Castiel doesn’t mind. He doesn’t say anything about it, either. He just focuses on the sketch.
Castiel taking a body painting class and nervously asking Dean if he could practice on him. Well, needless to say, they end up having sex on the paint covered tarp, both men covered in paint and just happily exchanging kisses and confessions of feelings after so much time spent together.
Castiel only uses Dean as his muse from now on and his sketch book is just filled with Dean in various poses, some candid, some not. But they’re all beautiful.
OH MY GOD I READ THE ALL NIGHT DEAN AND CAS ANON AS SHAGGY AND SCOOBY FOR SOME REASON?!! BECAUSE IT SAID THE CARPET WAS SHAGGY AND I WAS SKIMMING IT?!?! IM DEAD AND SCARRED?!?!??????????!!!!!
Dean splayed out on the bed with his head over the edge and Cas's cock down his throat and thumbs rubbing the bulge. Cas telling him "you're such a good boy, open so well for me, so lovely" while he uses his grace to gently lick at that pretty pink hole and Dean comes untouched and crying after Cas tells him he deserves to
Pls may I get a Sub!Dean x Dom!Cas where maybe Cas wants to tie him up but Dean is scared to trust him that much and it ends with smut and fluff （＾∇＾）
“Don’t you trust me?” Cas asks him, head tilted in that too cute way that Dean has always been a sucker for.
“Of course I do, Cas! You know I do..”
“Then why can’t we-”
“I shouldn’t have to explain this to you!”
Cas stays quiet and scoots towards him a bit as they lie there in their bed. He takes Dean’s hands in his own and brings them up to his lips, kissing them softly as his thumbs brush softly against his skin. “Okay.. I’m sorry..” he murmurs softly. “We don’t have to do that..”
Dean shows his gratitude by leaning in to kiss him deeply. He’s never wanted to try that in bed. Too many vivid flashbacks cloud his mind, mostly involving hell, and it’s never pleasant.
That was the first time Cas ever brought it up and he hasn’t brought it up in the weeks that follow.
It’s not until Dean has realized that their relationship has grown a lot stronger since they first time Cas brought it up. He hasn’t stopped thinking about it and all he wants to do is make Cas happy.
He finds him one evening reading in the bunker’s library. He walks up to him and closes the book he’s reading for him and before Cas can protest, Dean takes his hand and leads him back to their bedroom. Cas isn’t too surprised by this because this is the way Dean usually initiates sex.
He follows him back to their room and Dean instantly falls into his submissive mindset as soon as their door is closed; something they’ve been experimenting with lately and, needless to say, the results have been super fucking fantastic.
He stands before Cas, head down and looking at the floor with his hands clasped behind his back. Cas hums appreciatively at him and tilts his jaw up so he can look at him. “You are so beautiful when you get like this for me..” he murmurs softly, fingers gently brushing the stubble on his face.
“Thank you, sir..” Dean says, blush creeping up on his cheeks. “And.. If it’s okay with you, sir.. I wanna try something.. something new..” His eyes avert, looking back down at the ground as his blush darkens.
Cas raises an eyebrow, “Oh? And what would that be?”
Dean’s eyes flick up to him and he shifts a bit, pulling something blue out of his back pocket and it’s not long before Cas realizes what it is. Dean holds it out for Cas and the angel’s eyes widen as he takes it. His mind instantly goes to what they had talked about months ago but Dean was so adamant in not wanting to do that, he figured that it would never happen.
“Tell me.. Tell me what you want to do with this..”
Dean stands there, still staring at the ground as he fidgets a bit and Cas recognizes this as him not wanting to talk.
“Dean..” he says sternly. “Dean.. Tell me what you want me to do with this..”
“Can’t you figure it out?” He snaps a bit but then reels back, cursing silently to himself.
“If you want me to use this.. Then you’re gonna have to tell me what for.. I’m not gonna try to guess..”
Dean sighs and fidgets a bit more, staying quiet for a minute or so and Cas lets him take his time. “I… I want you to tie my hands together..” he mumbles. “Please? Sir.. Please…” his blush really dark and evident as it spreads all the way up to his ears.
Cas tilts his jaw up to look at him again before he leans in and captures his lips in a deep kiss, backing him against their bed before he’s falling backwards, landing and bouncing on the bed a bit as Cas quickly strips out of his clothes, tossing them aside. He goes over to Dean and strips him down just as quickly before draping himself completely above him, leaning down to kiss him deeply.
“You are such a good boy, Dean… My good boy..” he praises, kissing along his neck and jaw, nipping at the tender flesh there as he sucks little marks into his skin. He leans up into his ear and breathes out his name as he begins to grind his cock against Dean’s, feeling himself swelling quickly in anticipation. “Gonna tie you up and fuck you so good, baby.. It’s gonna feel so good, love..”
He reaches down and wraps his fist around both of their cocks and continues to rock against him, moaning out softly before he pulls back completely, standing up at the foot of the bed and taking in the sight of his lover, seeing his cock hard and leaking as it rests heavily against his thigh. “Arms up over your head and together. Grab onto the headboard..” he says and Dean instantly obeys, clasping tightly onto the wooden headboard. Cas smirks, noticing his eagerness and it pleases him greatly.
He crawls up the bed and begins wrapping his tie around Dean’s wrists. He looks down at Dean and notices him panting a bit heavier, swallowing thickly.
“Hey.. We have a safeword for this exact reason, okay?” He reminds him, breaking out of character to offer comfort him with a soft voice.
Dean just nods quickly. “I-I know.. I know..” he says.
Once Cas finishes tying him up, he leans down to kiss him deeply, showing his appreciation. He pulls back with a soft smile on his face and his fingers run down his lover’s body, teasing his nipple with some soft brushes of his thumb and he hums, smiling softly. “You are so beautiful.. Always so beautiful…” He moves down and spreads Dean’s legs, settling between them before grabbing some lube and applying it to his entrance, getting him nice and ready for him.
Once he’s ready and writhing beneath Cas’ touch, Cas lines himself up and slowly slides in, moaning out Dean’s name as he gets used to him. He sets a slow pace, Dean gasping out and whining even more beneath him and it’s one of Cas’ most favorite things to witness.
He begins setting a quicker pace, fucking into him deeper and deeper until there’s a brush of his cock against his prostate and Dean’s eyes fly open, his mouth hanging open as moans and curses spill from his lips.
He pulls against the restraints, wanting so desperately to touch him and hold him but he can’t.
“So good.. Fuck..” he breathes. “You’re so fucking good for me, beloved.. Displaying s-so much trust..” His slows down his hips, grinding into him slow but deep now as his hands rub all over Dean’s body, teasing his nipples some more before his hands move down to grip tightly onto his hips as he fucks him more and more.
“Fuck! I-I-I’m gonna cum.. Ah!” He throws his head back and lets out a pathetic whine and Cas smirks down at him, continuing to fuck hard and fast into him. “Since.. Since you’ve been my good.. my very good boy.. You can cum whenever you’re ready, baby.”
Dean’s grown quite fond of cumming untouched while Cas is fucking him so Cas doesn’t bother touching him and it really doesn’t take much longer before his body tenses up and his back arches as his cock shoots out all over his stomach, crying out Cas’ name.He clenches tightly around Cas, urging him to cum deep within him and the angel does so, filling him up with his name on his lips.
He stays there for a bit before he leans over him and kisses him over and over again, the two men breathing heavily against each other’s lips as they come down from their highs.
Cas soon slides out of him and moves up to undo the restraint on Dean’s wrists. The angel leans in and kisses his hands gently before wrapping his strong arms around him, pulling him in as he cuddles him.
“Dean… My love..” he murmurs reverently, gently running his hand up and down his lover’s back, soothing him. Dean just buries his face in Cas’ neck, breathing him in and relaxing.
“Did you.. Did you enjoy that?” He asks, voice muffled against his angel’s skin.
Cas chuckles softly, “Did you?”
Dean doesn’t verbally respond, he just nods and Cas squeezes him tighter, smiling. “Good.. Because I’ve got some more ties that I wanna try out..”
Dean snorts and curls into him some more, “Just as long as you love me like this afterwards, you can do whatever you want..”
Okay but Cas gracefucking Dean with Sam in the room like: So Dean's reading something or whatever and Cas decides to just use his grace and give Dean the feeling of a dick up his ass and he can barely keep his whimpers in and then Cas makes it feel like two's in there and Dean has to excuse himself to the bathroom and stuff
how about demon!dean completely tied up and blindfolded with a vibrator up his ass, snug against his prostate and castiel circling the bed he's on, occasionally stopping next to dean's head and kneeling down to begin talking dirty to him, calling him "demon" so fucking derogatorily, like its a goddamned curse and cas making dean stay like this until dean's come but he doesn't pull the vibrator out, only keeps it on and begins with a wand on dean's cock until he's begging to come again.
Like my best scenario would be Dean and Cas on an itchy shaggy carpet of a motel room at 2 am with the lights off and the music on low and just slow fucking until sunrise. Making each other last as long as possible and be as quiet as they can while still using up all of their passion in the early hours of the day.
