Banked Fires by Ariadnes_string ― EXPLICIT | 1,413 Words
"Shut up, Cas. Just—" Something about Dean's wrecked voice drove the words into Castiel's flesh like burrs, leaving tiny pricks of desire across his throat, his groin. And so when Dean tugged him over to straddle his hips, pulled weakly at his trousers, Castiel followed his lead...













