Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

A Quickie- Destiel

⚠️Smut warning⚠️
I didn't mean for this to get sad but it does. I guess just kinda how I've been feeling. I can't believe that Matthew Perry died. He was a legend.

Dean and Cas are on a hunt together alone. Just the two of them. And they can do whatever they want now that they don't have Sam watching their every move.

As they pull into a motel, Dean steps out of the car but Cas rushes to meet Dean before he can walk away. "What?" Dean asks, confused. It's 6 in the morning and he just wants an hour or two of sleep before they start the case.

"Go get us a single and when I get into the room, I wanna see you bent over the bed waiting on me." Cas demands, making Dean blush brightly and feel butterflies in his stomach.

"Y-yeah. Yeah whatever you want Cas." Dean stutters, loving how demanding Cas can be when they're alone.

Cas turns his body to let Dean by, and Dean starts walking, but Cas stops him by saying, "and Dean.." Dean turns on his heels, looking at the angel. "Be clothed." Cas says, making Dean confused.

"Um... okay." Dean says, not knowing why he wants Dean bent over the bed if it's not to fuck him.

Dean does as Cas says, getting a single, opening the door, and shutting it back, keeping it unlocked. He presses his palms against the bed, excited to go to sleep for a little while, and he lets his torso drop. He spreads his legs like Cas likes them, and he waits.

A few uncomfortable minutes later, Cas walks in the door, shutting and locking it behind him. "Beautiful." Cas says, walking up to Dean and running his hands along the small of Dean's back. He runs his hands down to Dean's waist and mentions, "You have such a slutty waist, Dean." Dean smiles at the touch, he loves Cas' touch more than anything, and those damned words ugh. Cas grabs Dean's jeans and pulls them down roughly, his boxers following quickly.

Cas let's them hang on Dean's thighs, knowing that Dean's tired and it's going to take too much effort to get them off fully. "Been waiting to do this for hours." Cas says, squatting down and licking a stripe up from Dean's balls to his hole.

Dean moans softly, his dick twitching in interest, but he still has the thought of sleep running through his mind. "Just a quickie. Wanna sleep some before the case." Dean mutters, feeling Cas work Dean open on his tongue. Dean moans as Cas' tongue presses hard into him, and Cas moves away right as it does.

"Whatever you want, Dean." Cas says, mimicking the words that came from Dean's mouth previously. Cas uses his grace to open Dean up, lubing himself up with spit. Without warning, he pushes into Dean roughly, starting to thrust back and fourth immediately.

"Oh fuck! Cas- please." Dean moans, feeling Cas' skin slap against his own. Cas moves his hips around, trying to find the right angle to hit Dean's prostate with every movement. When he finds it, Dean's fists pound into the mattress, "there! Right there. Cas keep doing that." Dean moans, Cas pushing against his prostate quickly as he drills his cock deep into Dean.

"So good for me, baby." Cas moans, gripping Dean's waist tightly, loving that part of Dean's body. Dean moans loudly as Cas wraps his arm around Dean's front, stroking him slowly. "Fuckin' love you." Cas says, making Dean's eyes go wide. He's never said that to Dean before, and hearing it, scares Dean. A lot.

Cas keeps on thrusting though, Dean still moaning as he feels Cas' hips stutter as he approaches his orgasm. When Cas pushes as deep into Dean as he can, starting to cum, he leans his face forward to kiss Dean's neck, still stroking him, now quickly though.

Dean moans and presses his hips back onto Cas' feeling Cas' cum fill him up as much as possible. Dean gasps as Cas bites into his neck, moaning, "I'm cumming." Softly.