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We ain't gonna die. Even if God pulls the trigger.
Cas’s Favorite Fics Rec
These are my favorite Fics that I hope everyone enjoys. Please support the writers and show love to their hard work to writing stories for us. :D
MULTI-CHAPTER
All Things In Succession by everandanon
The Sacrifice of Our Enmity by elizaye
Wait For Me by Zacia
The Space Between (Me and You) by Filmsterr
Reckless Faith by OneHundredSuns
A Graced Kingdom by angvlicmish
A Safe Mooring by apkidd
Love In A Truck Stop Bathroom by DarknessBound
My Liege Lord by jhoom
The Fae Child by hollyblue2
Expectations by everandanon
Junkless by EarthOddity67
Lock and Key by tricia_16
A Baby For Christmas by DyslexicSquirrel
Like Cats and Dogs by sweetdean
The Claim by thatwriterlady
Lover by casbean
Convergence by FallenAquarian
A Hunter’s Prey by alpineshoodratt
The Choice by RedheadedSuperhero
Alpha and Omega: Genesis by KiwiChick42
Office Romance by Dean_can_ride_my_impala
Sophomore Slump by fanfic814
The Ed Sheeran Effect by tricia_16
The Bones Beneath Our Skin by DarknessBound
The Thursday Chronicles by SertralineDream and xHaruka17x
The Cul De Sac by xHaruka17x
Buying An Alpha by xHaruka17x
Alpha Spunk by Destielshipper4Cas
Wolf Snuggles by Destielshipper4Cas
US Alpha Race Championship by Destielshipper4Cas
Mated by Destielshipper4Cas
The Alpha Next Door by Destielshipper4Cas
Promises Made, Promises Kept by ORPHAN ACCOUNT
Let It Be Me by queenannabethwinchester (ORPHAN ACCOUNT)
ONE-SHOTS
He Bids Good-bye to Distance by60rd0m
Fresh by justanotherbusyfangirl
Conflux by AngerProbFemme
Omega Sex Bot 4 U by Destielshipper4cas
Fuck, Cas! by zation
Unplanned by fairychangeling (ORPHAN ACCOUNT)
Love In An Elevator by fairychangeling (ORPHAN ACCOUNT)
Domestic Secrets by xHaruka17x
Food Baby by SeashellDestihell
Not Enough Brain Bleach by anyrei
Loving You by thelonelywriter
Bee Informed by wbh
SERIES
Older by ILoveFANFic
Banded by unicornball
Doctor Dean by Destielshipper4Cas
Always and Only by ishipitsobad
Alpha Spunk & Omega Slick by DestielShipper4Cas
FAVORITE FANFIC AUTHORS
Destielshipper4cas
xHaruka17x
fairychangeling (ORPHAN ACCOUNT)
everandanon
Remember when Cas tried to be a dom (instead of the sub he obviously is) and it ended with him spontaneously combusting?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Wayward Huntress : Chapter 10
WOOOOOH! Chapter 10 ! I made it yay!
This chapter is fully SMUT related I hope you’ll enjoy it!
For the readers who are like me and are suckers for some !GraceKink! well... you’ll be served!
***REMINDER***
*Bold is used to illustrate thoughts*
-Y/N? What are you-
-Tsk tsk tsk. You softly shushed as you managed to stick your index up on the angel's lips. You were slowly crawling at his feet, entirely covered by the bed blanket. You let your fingers slide on the skin of his chest, while pampering his enochian tattoo with kisses. You could swear his abdomen was carved by God himself, without forgetting to mention those sharp hip bones that lead straight towards paradise.
You stopped halfway from your final destination and unzipped his trouser pants carefully pulling them down and leaving Castiel in his skinny orange underwear. You smiled to yourself as you saw his member twitched while you massaged his crotch, still captured inside his clothed prison.
-Relax, my angel. I'll show you what's Heaven on Earth. you whispered as you finally freed his hardening member.
You could feel him getting tense as you felt his legs tremble under you. You wrapped your fingers around his shaft and started to gently stroke it as it gained stiffness. When you were satisfied with his now fully grown erection, you bit your lower lip in apprehension to what you were about to do. You were so minded, you woke up confident and filled with a relentless desire of showing him what you were able to do. You wanted to give Castiel the best oral sex ever, even if you knew you were probably the first conqueror and that he had nothing else to compare it with, you wanted that angelic being to squirm under you.
While you maintained a rhythm with your right hand, you tried to turn up the excitement by licking, blowing and kissing everything but where he needed your mouth to be. You heard his low grunts and you instantly pulled the cover from your head so you could admire the flushed angel beneath you. His lips were partly opened as he looked down at you with lustful eyes. You smirked at him, you felt empowered as you were taking charges of his pleasure. You started off slowly, exploring the terrain using slow wide strokes with your tongue on his manhood, making sure to use a lot of saliva to lube it entirely. You couldn't hear his pants but the way his chest frantically heaved told you he was enjoying this new experience. Enough with the foreplay, you circled your lips around the tip of his cock and took it in your mouth while making sure your tongue flattened every sensible spot as your head travelled up the underside of his member. You felt the angel jerked under you and when you looked up, you caught a sinful glimpse of Castiel with shut eyes and a gaping mouth, completely lost in delight. Thunderstrokes of desire hit you right in the core as your eyes fixed the angel in ecstasy while you kept working your magic. You were stroking with your hand the base of his shaft in unison with your mouth which was going up and down, particularly paying attention to its head since every times your tongue pressed there he would twitch under you.
-Y/N... This- This is-
*low and deep moans/grunts*
As you both started to get caught in the heat of the moment, you reached for your pussy with your free hand to rub your clit as in a way to help building your orgasm as well. You wanted him to know how much you loved doing this for him so you hummed against his cock causing gorgeous vibrations to travel his manhood and he instantly thrusted his hips. The angel continued thrusting inside your mouth and you thought his release was close as you both moaned loudly. You shot him a glare as you suddenly felt his grace working on your throbbing clit, consistently pressurizing and titillating it as if a starving obsessed mouth was covering it. You stopped your movement, leaning your head on his hip as you let yourself get immersed by that blissful wave of pleasure.
-Cas... St-stop. This morning is a-all about y-you. you managed to say aloud without flinching to those incredible sensations that were happening down there.
Everything instantly stopped and you restarted from where you left. It didn't take long before the angel reached the peak of his orgasm. You heard his rasp breath and as you kept working his climax, the room lit up with a powerful white light that would have burned your eyes if you had kept them opened. A millisecond later, the light died as Castiel spilled himself inside your mouth, grunts and enochian words escaping his lips.
You climbed back to the head of the bed and kissed on the pink cheek of your flushed angel.
-We should probably get out of bed. You claimed as you watched the time on your cell phone. Shit, it's almost 2 pm. They gonna think I died in here. you joked while peering back at Cas who had a satisfied grin plastered on his face.
-And I thought angels would have more stamina than that. You threw him a cushion as he laid there, motionless. C'mon get up, Feathers. you giggled
The angel's eyes flashed up opened as soon as the word feather left your mouth. He squinted his eyes at you as you got up from bed.
-What? you added while trying to look innocent. You don't like that nickname? Huh, Feathers?
You barely had time to turn around to gather some pieces of clothing off the floor that he was already fully dressed, while a second earlier he was still naked under the covers. You cocked one of your eyebrows as you tried to maintain the wave of laughs that were threatening to get out, but the seraph rapidly took one of your arms and pulled you close to him, so close that you could taste the smell of him. He looked down at you with severe eyes, the same look he gave you the first night at the bunker when you were arguing in Sam's room.
-Don't call me Feathers, Y/N. Castiel warned with his deep voice.
-Or what? you challenged with the best sterned voice you could afford. Your cocky reply did not even seem to surprise the angel whose lips slightly curved up into a malicious grin.
-Or... you'll see how I tend to punish those who do not listen to my warnings. he answered while spoiling with kisses the hollow of your neck. Your body was now firmly molded against his and you felt a hard bulge pressing on your thigh that almost took your arrogance out from you.
But not quite yet.
-Game on... Feathers.
-Hey there, sleepy head! Dean sarcastically applauded your arrival in the kitchen, interrupting the conversation in which Sam and Castiel were immersed leaning over some papers scattered over the table.
Sam quickly lifted his head and raised his eyebrows as he looked at you from head to toe. Dean smirked as he side-eyed his brother and his friend who both held their breath as they appreciated the view. Cas quickly glanced at Sam and returned his attention back on the papers, flustered. You wore with pride your silky lavender gown which barely covered your physical assets and made sure to sway your hips as you stepped in the kitchen.
-Hey, Y/N. Sam greeted as he regained control of his dangling jaw. Coffee's ready if you want some.
-Oh, okay cool... I smell bacon. Where's the bacon, Dean? you squint your eyes playfully, pointing an accusing finger towards him.
-Sweetheart. Dean shocked in head, in disappointment, you should know by now that bacon is reserved to people who gets up before the sun rises.
-Pfft. Right. As if Sam eats bacon. you huffed as you poured yourself a cup of coffee.
Your felt pairs of eyes lingering on your back as you stood in front of the kitchen counter, which confirmed why you wouldn't usually wear that kind of clothing around fellow hunters. But in this time of war, all weapons were on deck. You peered back at the table and noticed a free spot next to Dean, right in front of Cas and Sam.
-Nice PJs Y/N. Dean cooed jokefully as you sit next to him, a grin smacked on his face. First time I recalled you're a girl since we saw you dancing at that bar. he continued, teasing you.
-Shut up, Dean. you nudged his side without leaving the upset angel out of your sight. Have you told that jerk about what we found yesterday night? you asked Sam as you tried to seem interested but what you really wanted was sitting right in front of you.
- ...Sam?
-Oh uhhh, yes. Sam looked as if he zoned out for a while. Actually, we've been looking more into those Men of letters reports and they're a couple that you should really find interesting. See....
After a couple minutes of discussing with Sam, Dean and Cas, you finally saw the opportunity to carry on with your malicious plan. Dean stood up and stretched himself getting ready to leave.
-Aight, enough with the books for today. I'm out. Gonna go make some errands.
-More like a beer run, huh ? Sam reported with a knowing look, always one step ahead of his big brother.
-No.........Maybe.... Shut up.
You snorted as Dean left the room, leaving you alone with both Sam and Cas. The three of you then returned your attention to the files for a while. A nasty smile grew on your face as you slipped on the bench to be directly in front of the angel who had not spoken a word since you sat at the table and you could feel the excitement rising inside you while you prepared your next move.
-Sam, could you pass me that document please? you implored as you began to subtly rub your right foot against Cas' leg under the table. Your heart hammered in your chest under the tension of being caught.
The hunter pushed the file on the wooden table without drawing his eyes away from his book. You took advantage of Sam's concentration to push further your nasty scheme. The seraph jerked unintentionally as you got bolder, your foot climbing up to his inner thigh and for the first time yet, you met his gorgeous azul eyes which were filled with curiosity. You bit on your lower lip as you looked down to your revealing neckline and let the flow of naughty thoughts submerge your mind. Castiel's eyes followed yours and he couldn't help the predatory look on his face as he understood what was on your mind.
‘'Castiel, I want you. I need you, need to feel your body pressed against mine.''
You elegonted your foot so you could reach his crotch and you felt his trouser pants getting tighter under your touch.
''Two can play that game, Blossom.''
You smiled when you heard the echo on his voice in your mind but you couldn't care less even after he warned you. You were savoring this instant.
''I can feel your warmth under the sol of my foot, angel. I know you want me too. I know you want to bear me down to that table and fuck the stubbornness out of me.''
The angel blinked lethargically as he contempted your wicked grin. You didn't know if he would jump across the table or just magically disappear but you knew he was on the verge of exploding, which made your buzz even more agreeable.
'' I can still feel your thick chapped lips scrapping my skin as you kissed my naked breasts. I c- I ca-hmm...I... what the???''
You knocked your knee under the table as you abruptly straightened up on your seat and took away your foot from Castiel's.
'' You want me to fuck you in front of Sam, Y/N? Show him that you're mine?''
You tried your best to keep a neutral facial expression as you felt Castiel's grace unrelentingly shove into you. His sudden boldness caught you off guard and a subtle victory smile was drawn on his face as you squirmed on your seat, desperately trying to seal yourself by squeezing your thighs together.
You took a deep, long breath to release the steam that was accumulating inside you. You haven't said your last word.
You were mentally plotting your next move when you were suddenly taken aback as Sam stood up out of the blue.
-I'm starving. Y/N, you want something? Cas?
You shook your head. You could not even pronounce a simple no without fearing of letting go one of the ravenous whimpers that threatened to break out from your throat at any moment.
-No. thank you, Sam. Castiel calmly stated. You squint your eyes at the seraph as he answered, how could he remain marble like that? You gathered what little strength was left in you.
-You know Feathers doesn't eat, Sammy. Why even bother asking. you sneered back at the angel who clenched his jaw as his fingers drummed tempestuously on the table.
You both stared deeply at each other and from Sam's point of view you were about to rip each others throats. If he only knew...
-Hey guys, bring it down a notch. Please, I know you can't stand each other but, no fighting. the hunter implored as he made himself a sandwich.
He sighed as he returned his attention back to his lunch when he understood it was a lost cause. You turned back to face the angel a proud smile on your lips, blinking innocently as if nothing happened.
'' No need to play with words when in my case, I can just... brush'' you felt a shiver down your spine as invisible feathers grazed your skin.
''Grip'' you gasped as hasty hands grasped your inner thighs and pushed them opened.
''Kiss'' you craned your head to the side and your eyes closed as you felt lips pecking all over the skin of your neck.
''Massage'' you bit your lip as you felt hands palming your breasts.
''Pinch... Lick...Suck...''
All those feelings at once was more than you could handle. You were in conflict with your own body as you tried your best to suppress the involuntary movements which responded to his grace. You heard the heavy metal door close shut in the background, indicating that Dean should be back but you couldn't care less as you got more and more worked up by that unheeding angel.
''Finger...Slide...Twirl...''
-ENOUGH. you barked as you roughly stood up and every sensations instantly died.
You rushed outside of the kitchen leaving a dumbfounded Sam and a more than pleased Castiel behind.
- What the hell happened to Y/N? I heard her shout all the way to the front. Dean asked his brother as he uncapped two bottles of beer and shove him one.
Sam shrugged as he bit into his sandwich. Castiel left just after Dean arrived without mentioning where he was heading to.
-I don't know... I think Cas made her upset...
-They had a go at it again? I thought they learnt to get along. Dean huffed as he ruffled through his hair with one hand while trying to subtly shove Sam’s plate with the other.
-Actually, do you wanna check up on her? Just... I think Cas might have followed her. Sam demanded his brother as he scolded the back of his hand off his meal with a slap.
Dean rolled his eyes and got up snorting.
-And I thought it was you that had a crush on her. he hissed as he left the kitchen.
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As Dean was walking towards your door, he noticed that the door was cracked open.
“Hmm….maybe I should burst into her room and scare this little asshat out of her skin”
Dean; feeling proud of himself for his soon to be mischievous behavior, he heard a commotion from your room and stopped dead in his tracks.
“What the hell is going on…..is Cas in there with her?! Are they fighting?! Shit this could be bad”
Without a moment of hesitation Dean entered flight or fight mode and bursted into her room.
- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING…….on? Dean is left standing in the middle of room completely dumbfounded to what is before his eyes.
Cas had you pinned against the wall with your shirt off, and your legs locked around the angel’s waist. You both peered at the intruder who is now left with his Jaw wide opened.
- Son.Of.A.Bitch
SPN Hiatus Creations | Week Six ↳ Crowley
Wayward Huntress
Chapter 4
Summary: Dean, Sam and you are on the road towards Sioux Falls. We learn more about your relationship with the boys.
WARNINGS: Language, fluff (?)
Pairings : Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader
It has been a week now since you've finally settled in the Men of Letters' bunker. You got to know the brothers well. Everynight between intensive reseach sessions, you had to beg them to tell you about their wildest hunts.The Winchesters were like legends in your world. Every evening in the library, while enjoying a couple beers, Sam and Dean would tell you their craziest adventures. From Bobby to Charlie, they told you about everyone who crossed their path. And more recently, they explained you what were the Men of Letters, what they did and what they were planning to do. You knew so because a day after you came back, Mary left the bunker to join a guy named Ketch in Texas and obviously both brothers did not like it at all. After an hour of bothering Dean as he worked on the Impala, he finally gave up and told you everything he knew. Even told you that Sam trusted them more than him, and that if anything would ever happen to their mother he would personally kill Ketch with his bare hands. Classy dude, really.
For as it is now, everything was going fine. The sassy angel wasn't in your paws, since he was not there at all. They told you he went looking for angels who could held information about humans who could possess an aura like yours. But deep down, you knew Castiel was trying to avoid you as much as possible. Waiting for information wasn't a problem for you though, the hunts with the brothers were really more thrilling than when you used to hunt alone.
EVERYONE WATCHIIIN'
TO SEE WHAT YOU WOULD DOOOOO
EVERYONE LOOKIIIIN' AT YOUUU, OHHHH
Both Dean and you were singing at the top of your lungs as you drove towards Sioux Falls to lend a hand to one of their friends who had trouble dealing with a pack of werewolves. What was really amazing about your relationship with the elder Winchester was that, your crazy matched with his crazy, big time. You both enjoyed the same type of music, same type of food and even the same brand of alcohol. He truly was the big brother you never had.
EVERYBODY'S WORKIN' FOR THE WEEKEEEND
EVERYBODY WANTS A LITTLE ROMANCE
EVERYVODY'S GOIN OFF THE DEEP END,
EVERYBODY NEEDS A SECOND CHANCE, OHHHHH
You heard the sound of the leather twisting as Sam enormous body shifted in his seat. He was losing his patience. His brother and you wouldn't stop singing old rock classics whenever you had to make a roadtrip. Per usual, Sam had his laptop opened on his lap, trying to gather as much info and leads about the hunt you were on. You liked Sam a lot too, it just wasn't like with Dean, his seriousness would always prevent you from messing with him. You slipped into the backseat of the Impala to the front passenger side. You put your arms around the seat as you hugged Sam and put your head forward to talk to him.
-Don't be like that Sammy, enjoy the free concert! you laughed.
As he gazed at you, he tried his best to take a severe expression, but without any success. Your warm smile and your good mood were contagious and the brothers both needed a good vibe these days.
-Get back in your seat before getting pojected outside by the windshield. He said with a laugh, his hazel eyes locked on yours.
-Okay, okay. Don't get your panties in a twist Samantha. you exclaimed as you sat back in your seat.
Dean stood still for a couple seconds, jaw wide opened, round eyes, totally astonished by what you just said to his brother. He side eyed his brother to watch his reaction. Sam had his eyes closed, inhaling a good breath of air, obviously maddening over the fact you called him Samantha... you too.
-What? You don't like your nickname? Dean told me it would really piss you off.
Sam suddendly opened his eyes and stared at his brother with an accusing look. His brother responded with a shrug, as if he didn't know where you got that from. What happened next really surprised the both of you.
-That's it. Sam mumbled.
Sam unfastened his seatbelt and unexpectedly jumped into the backseat of the car, pushing you down on your back with his strong arms. He then grabbed both of your wrists in one hand and pinned them above your head to prevent you from struggling and he started to tickle you endlessly with his free hand. You couldn't stop wagging in his arms as his fingers lightly touched every sensible spots. You were begging him to stop as you laughed, he really caught you off guard.
-Say you won't use that nickname ever again and I'll stop. He managed to say as you wrestled under him trying to free yourself from his grip.
-Bahahahahaaaa- I- hahahaha stop it! You had trouble talking because of the spasmodic movements your body was making from all the tickles.
-Guys c'mon! What are you? 12? Dean sharply shouted obviously getting tired of getting hit in the back of his seat.
-Say you won't ever call me Samantha again Y/N. Sam continued while laughing, ignoring his brother.
-I swe-bahahaha okay okay I SWEAAAR! you finally exclaimed between waves of laughters.
Sam finally stopped fidgeting his fingers against your skin, still straddeling your thighs. You were both panting from the laughters as you laid there, still caught between his arms. As you finally regained control of your breath, you caught him staring at you with a keen look, his hazel eyes filled with fascination. You looked back into his piercing eyes, all of your senses now awakening, feeling his hot-flaming body hovering against yours. You stood there for what seems like an eternity, neither of you broke the eye contact and the rousing tension made you feel light-headed. An intense desire started pulsating between your thighs while Sam stared hungrily at you as if he wanted to devour you. As you were about to lock one of your leg around one of his to silently allow him to get closer when the car took a sharp turn and made Sam rolled off you, hitting his head against the driver' seat.
-Dean! What the Hell? Sam growled at his brother while rubbing his head.
-That's what you get kids when you don't listen to the elder! Dean exclaimed laughing from the two of you.
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-Alright, I'll go to the police station first thing in the morning to gather more information from Jodie. Sam declared while he pulled a chair from the miniature dining table of the motel room.
Dean threw you the keys of the adjacent room, winking at you. You don't know how, but you managed to catch them despite the fact that you just woke up. The backseat of the Impala was like a second bedroom for you since you started hunting with them. You stared back between the keys in your hand and Dean, an incredule look stuck in your face.
-What? I get to have my own room? you asked Dean excited from not having to share a bathroom with these two.
-Yep, a woman deserves some privacy one day or another.
You stood there, dumbfounded from Dean's statement. Even Sam craned his neck from where he was sitting to look at his brother trying to see if he was really being serious.
-Aight, you better scram before I take back those keys sweetheart.
Without saying anything more, you hastened to pick up your duffelbag from the floor and quickly left the room excitedly. Dean scoffed from your reaction as he bent to get a beer from the grocery bag you forgot on the floor. As he turned around, Sam stared at him puzzling.
-You know I could've take the couch right?
-Yeah... See Sammy, we gotta chat.
-Huh okay... What's up? Sam asked his brother, frowning.
Dean uncapped his beer and took a sip before he went to sit on the bed closest to Sam. He looked silently at his beer while searching for the right way to start the conversation.
-Alright so what's the deal? he finally spoke up.
Sam who still didn't get where Dean was getting into lifted his eyebrows.
-What deal?
-Y'know... back in the car.. with Y/N.
Sam gulped as he finally understood what his brother meant. He tried to escape Dean's accusing look by suddenly getting up to get himself a beer as well. Without looking back at him he scoffed and retorted:
-What? You're the only one who can act like a child now and then?
-C'mon man, you know what I meant. Dean exclaimed exasperated. Plus, ya know... The girl isn't an eyesore it wouldn't be really surprising if you wanted to-
-Alright, yes. Sam cut Dean off. Y/N's attractive, smart, funny and she's a great hunter. And, yes maybe, I may have some kind of feelings for her. But that doesn't change the fact that we're curse magnets Dean. You know how many monsters want us dead? I won't put her more in danger than she already is.
-Mhm... But lemme ask you this: If we were retiring, no more hunts, no more dead bodies, no more crap. Would you give it a try with her?
The younger Winchester sighed as he sat down next to Dean on the bed. Sam gave a look at Dean, a wordless vocabulary that only the brothers could decipher. They both sat there quietly while finishing their beer and contempling their sad fate.
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