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There is nothing you want to do more than pleasing the love of your life. Ever since you met him, he has captured every bit of your attention, your thoughts, and your feelings. You haven't left his side since, and he brings you with him everywhere he goes. All of his friends know not to mess with you because you are his. Castiel has claimed you... marked you... called you his own so that everyone else knows to stay away from you.
The night is bright and young, but you don't spend any of it outside. Instead, you spend it wrapped in his arms. You're sitting squarely on his lap, moving your hips slowly across his growing erection. He moves his lips against yours hungrily, snaking his tongue inside your mouth to taste every inch of you. His arms are around your waist, tugging at your clothing to try and get you bare for him. You pull away from his lips to take off your shirt, grinning when your bare chest is presented in front of him.
He growls and pulls you into him again, digging his nails into your back. You've endured worse injuries from him, so this action doesn't faze you. He bypasses your lips to attach to your jaw. He presses kisses to your skin, peppering down your neck until he gets to the spot that drives the both of you crazy.
Your pulse throbs underneath his tongue and his mouth waters at the thought of him taking a bite out of you.
"Do it," you whisper, already knowing what he wants.
"Are you sure?" he asks.
You and he both know that he can take whatever he wants without asking for it. The fact that he does proves to you that you're more than a blood bag to him. He could have anyone he wants and he could have easily killed you, but he decided to keep you around. It started off as a purely animalistic relationship until it grew into something more.
"Yes. Please," you beg.
Castiel's fangs extract from his gums, and he pulls you closer so that your neck is right next to his mouth. He presses light kisses around your pulse point to prepare you, although, you welcome it. Suddenly, he sinks his fangs into your skin, and you arch your back in shock. Pleasure and pain course through your body as he slowly drains the life out of you. Castiel knows when enough is enough, and right now, he's getting his fill in.
Your blood is his addiction. He could never kill you because you are what makes him human.
