Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Grace Play- destiel

⚠️SMUT x 4⚠️

Dean and Cas have been dating for a few months, now. After they got back from purgatory, they knew that if they wanted to be together it had to be now, so that's what they did.

Currently, Cas and Dean are sitting at the map table researching a case. They haven't talked in a little bit, both being intrigued by the cases they're finding. Dean has been thinking, though. Cas is a literal angel. He has his grace and he can practically do anything anyone could think of. He wonders... what could his grace do during sex. What would it feel like? Could he prolong Dean finishing, making him a whimpering, begging, overstimulated mess?

Cas can hear these thoughts from Dean. He smirks, knowing that himself and Dean are both hard under the table. Cas has an idea. Angels can take away humans organs, can create stomach cancer in humans, can do anything that they please with humans, so Cas settles for something a little less extreme.

He moves his grace into Dean's body without Dean noticing and suddenly, Dean's moaning loudly, gripping his chair, and throwing his head back. He squirms in his seat for what feels like forever, moaning and panting out breaths as he feels pleasure shoot through his body.

Dean finishes almost instantly into his pants and Cas smirks. He loves seeing Dean like this, all blissed out and a wreck. Dean's breaths slow down and he looks over to Cas who's smiling widely. "What the fuck was that?" Dean asks, trying to sound mad, as if he didn't absolutely love that.

"I made you cum in your pants like a twelve year old boy." Cas says, obviously loving this.

"Yeah, no shit. Why?" Dean asks, blushing. He probably still looks a mess.

"Because I heard your thoughts. I heard about all the things you'd think I can do with my grace. You left out that, though. I can make you cum instantly if I wanted to." Cas says simply, still smirking.

Dean blushes. They haven't been together for long, but Cas won't hide anything around him. He's completely open and comfortable with the hunter. "J-just don't do that when Sam's around or I'll flip my shit on you." Dean says, stuttering. He's obviously riled up from Cas doing whatever he just did with his grace. He wants him do keep doing that until he couldn't handle it anymore.

"I won't. Not when we're in public. Just when we're alone." Cas says, standing up from his chair. Dean blushes and stands up when Cas grabs his hand. Cas leads him into Dean's room and strips him completely right as the door is shut. Dean blushes and Cas tosses Dean's soiled underwear into the pile of Dean's dirty clothes in the corner.

Cas sinks down onto his knees, not saying a word. "W-what are you doing?" Dean asks, seeing Cas lick his lips.

"I'm gonna clean up the mess I caused." Cas says. Dean nods and his dick twitches with excitement. Cas smiles at this and presses Dean into his mouth. Dean groans and leans his head back on the door that he's against. Cas takes all of Dean in his mouth and Dean let's out a moan, pressing his hand into Cas' hair.

Cas twirls his tongue around Dean, scraping his teeth in all the right places. Dean moans softly until Cas twirls his tongue more and more.

"Keep fucking doing that- oh shit." Dean moans, gripping Cas' hair tighter. Cas moans around Dean and Dean pushes his hips forward making Cas choke. He pulls himself off of Dean, tasting all of the fluids still on Dean's dick from earlier.

"No- don't stop. Please." Dean says, staring down at the angel on his knees, no longer attached to Dean.

"I want to play with you. Lay down. Let me show you what all my grace can do." Cas says simply. Dean nods, blushing. He's acting pathetic, but Cas loves it.