Entry for the Anniversary square on my @destielsmutbingo - Here’s your porn! XD (and a bit of food play for @deanandcasbingo)
Cas stretched languidly, scratching at his flat belly, which, if yesterday's activities were to continue, wouldn't be flat for very long. Sexy edibles, while fun, had their downfalls. He rolled over and smiled at the man sleeping next to him. The morning light shone in over half his face, highlighting his freckles and glinting off golden eyelashes. Cas smirked when his ogling caught a smudge of cinnamon frosting on Dean's collarbone. Cas leaned over him and ran the flat of his tongue from Dean's sternum to his Adams apple, licking up the stray stickiness on the way. He smacked his lips next to Dean's ear playfully and hummed against his jaw.
"Hey Cas." Hmmm, not asleep then.
"Hello Dean. Happy anniversary."
Dean grinned and nosed at Cas' chin. Sliding a hand around Cas' waist he pulled him closer, pressing himself against him, legs tangling effortlessly.
"You too babe. You hungry?" Dean whispered darkly into Cas' ear. He ran the tip of his tongue along the shell of Cas' ear before taking the lobe between his teeth and nipping it lightly. Cas shivered and turned his head to claim Dean's mouth briefly.
"I could eat. No more sweets though, I've had enough sugar for now." Cas gasped as Dean began a descent down his chest.
"Mmm, I might be in the mood for something salty myself." Dean rested his chin on a hipbone and waggled his eyebrows. Cas snorted and pushed at Dean's head. "Ok, ok, patience sweetheart. Bossy." Dean grinned and nuzzled the soft hair at the base of Cas' cock. Dean licked his lips then dragged them slowly up the underside. Reaching the head he sucked it in to his mouth and suckled gently.
"Dean! You're killing me, just… ngh…" Cas threw his head back when Dean swallowed him down, throat muscles working deliciously against the tip. "Fuck, Dean. Don't stop. Don't…" Cas moaned as Dean dragged a moistened finger against Cas' hole, teasing the muscle. Cas was still a bit loose from the night before so, just as his other hand circled the base of Cas' cock, Dean thrust his finger in to the knuckle and pressed on his prostate hard. Cas yelled, his whole body tightening. "Dean, I'm gonna… I'm gonna… fuck… come on… I'm…" Cas babbled and Dean sucked harder, moving his hand quicker and pressing his finger harder, moving it in circles. Cas arched off the bed with a shout, coming down Dean's throat. He lay panting, shuddering now and again as Dean suckled at his spent cock. Dean crawled up the bed and smacked his lips playfully in Cas' ear.
"Mmmm," Dean hummed. "Hey Cas."
Cas rolled his eyes but pulled his annoying husband over to straddle his hips. Cas took him in hand and brought him off quickly. Dean, moaning sinfully, came across Cas' chest, and finally dipped down for a kiss. Rolling off, Dean wiped them off with the sheet. He settled in, curling up as the little spoon.
"More sleep, then real food, yeah?"
Cas nodded against Dean's hair, breathed in his scent and drifted off to sleep.