Castiel shorts

Blind Date

Yawning as you clock in for the day and taking another sip of your drink. The warm soothed your throat as you moved through the break room to get to your locker. Taking off your jacket as you tuck it away to pick up your blue vest. Sticking your arms through it and pulling it over your shoulders you sigh as you make your way to the door. The break schedule wasn't posted and you found that odd but then a smile came to your face. That means that your supervisor didn't open, that means... he did.

Nearly skipping through the door you look around while making your way to the front desk where the register sits. Then you see the top of his head coming around the small row of snacks, "morning," he greets you with a pearly smile. "Morning to you as well," you wave slightly. "Would you mind making the coffee and checking the women's rest room?" You'd do anything he asked of you, "not one bit." Doing these little tasks when he's already been here two hours before you and making sure everything else was in order.

Putting the pot to brew you step in the restroom and take a look around. Things looked in order so you picked up a few little missed pieces of paper towels and took out the bag. Getting a new trash bag from the closet you turn to see him behind you. "Oh Cas," you say jumping, "you scared me." He puts his hands up, "sorry, I didn't mean to." "Just replacing a bag and then I'll brew a pot of decaf." He puts his hand on your shoulder, "great job." You smile and move past him and since the space is so small your clothes graze each other's.

Getting back in the restroom you try to catch your breath and take a few moments after replacing the bag before going back out there. Checking your hair in the mirror you walk out and make the last bit of coffee. He walks behind you, "better open the doors, ready?" You didn't answer as he walked away and finished up. The first couple of hours passed quickly as the morning rush was in full swing. You helped keep the shelves stocked while he handled the register. Once afternoon hit and the store was empty you took a deep breath and looked around.

"Well that was crazy," you say walking up towards the front. Castiel finishes straightening the items around the register then looks up at you and smiles. You smile back just as his fades. Looking at him confused, "Cas?" His eyes look slightly over your shoulder so you slowly turn to see what he's looking at. A man with a ski mask was pointing a gun. "Give me all the cash," he points the gun in your face. "I will as soon as you take the gun out of her face," he says sternly.

You watch as the robber moves the gun from your face to your chest. "That better," he asks mockingly. "No, you'd better stop pointing it at her all together." Your chest heaves as the scene unfolds and you try to move your feet but can't. "What are you going to do about it?" Gun still pointed at you, you wonder when this will be over. Then he points the gun away from you so you look as its pointed now at Castiel. He stands there defiantly staring down the armed assailant.

Castiel moves slowly but the robber makes him stop by pointing the gun back at you. Getting a little tired of seeing that gun pointed at you when he moves it away slightly you lunge. Jamming your finger in the trigger slot so when he squeezes it won't fire. The only bad thing is you can't get away. The gun is jerked up and down as you both struggle to gain control. Once the gun is pointed up Castiel dives across the counter and takes him to the ground and forcing him to let go of the gun.

Pulling the phone from your pocket you call 911 and tell them to hurry. Castiel hits the guy a couple of times then you point the gun at him, "how to you like it?" The robber no longer struggles and Castiel pins him to the ground until the police show up. You hand over the gun as they come in and cart the bad guy away. Telling your version and over hearing a bit of Castiel's version the cops write everything down. "You'll need to come by the station later and sign your statements." You nod to the officer before he walks away then you move towards him.

"You doing okay," he looks at you with concern in his eyes. You half smile, "I'm okay Cas, thanks. That was crazy right?" He puts his arm around you, "how about we close this place up." You look up at him, "sounds good to me." The caution tape flaps in the wind as you clean up a little. "Do you want a ride back to your place?" He turns to you, "I uh... I'm okay but thank you." You shake your shoulders a little, "boy that rush," you look around then back at him. "The way you leapt that counter was pretty cool." He takes a step closer, "and you didn't flinch with the gun pointed at you."

"You tackled the guy... and uh.. you uh," swallowing hard, "pinned him down." Now standing in front of you, "you put your finger behind the trigger so it wouldn't fire." He traces your arm down and takes your hand then brings it up. He looks at your red finger, "does this hurt?" "...no," you say in a near whisper. Bringing your finger to his lips, "well... maybe a little." Focusing on his lips as they are pressed to your finger. Your lip quivers as his warm chapped lips wrap around your pointer.

Your other hand moves up his chest, "the way you took control," now biting your lip. Reaching the back of his neck and pulling him to you, lips connecting and hands exploring. Your hands move in his hair and down his sloping back. His pet your hair then moves to the small of your back. The kiss grows fiery and you can't keep your hands off each other. Once you break for air he looks at you. Without saying a word he backs up taking out his keys. Flipping around the sign to close he locks the door and turns his attention back to you.

Taking steps he undoes his vest and slips it off to let it land on the ground. You step back and do the same. He sticks out his hand and places it on your sternum, pushing you backwards. The double doors to the back room part and you continue to move back until you can't anymore. Adsorbed in those blues as those lips attack once more. Hands tearing at material while your nimble fingers move to his pants. Sticking your hand inside you gasp at what you discover.

"Cas... have you um... ever?" He stops kissing down your neck, "had sex?" "With a coworker?" Staring at you, "no I haven't." Relief rushes through you because the other two girls who are part time you always found prettier than yourself. "But the last woman I had sex with said I was good," there is a little hint of a smirk. "Lets see about that," grabbing his shirt and pulling him back to you. His hand slips down in your pants and inside your panties, "wet," he growls in your ear, "good." Rubbing your folds driving you crazy you lift a leg and raise yourself to his ear, "fuck me." His finger gets harder and makes you squirm. "Damnit Cas now!"

He yanks your pants down and you quickly step out of them. With one hand he picks you up and the other supports you. Lowering you slowly onto himself your jaw drops open as he penetrates you. With your legs wrapped around him he pushes up, stretching you. Getting a steady rhythm you bounce then reach behind you and take hold of the support beam. He moves quicker then abandons that to get deeper with harder thrusts. "You were made for me," he groans out. With your legs and arm strength you pull him to the beam. He releases your legs and you push his back to the beam.

Once more he enters you and he gradually slides downward. Getting to the ground you take a second as he hits to readjust. Then you continue moving yourself up and down as his hand moves inside your bra. He flicks and rubs your nipple causing extra stimulation that drives you crazy. "Oh Cas... so... so... Damn close." His other hand moves and hits the right spot of your clit to send a big orgasm shooting through your body. Grabbing his hair and pulling him to your chest as you shake out of it then lean back and look in his eyes.

Hissing as he pulls out you bring your hand to your racing heart. "Holy fuck Cas! That other woman doesn't know what she's talking about. That was... mind blowing." You look over at him and see those pearly whites. "Wow, good thing there's no cameras back here or I'd have to destroy a tape." Castiel chuckles a little at that remark. It hurts a little but you get up and put your pants on while he stands and buttons up. You look at him once more and he cups your face and that kiss was just as sweet as the first. "So... when's your next shift?"

THE END