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In Oh So Many Ways

Warnings: Smut, shower sex, sex in Heaven

Fic:

Normally waking up next to Castiel meant waking up to see blue eyes watching over you. This morning however, his eyes were closed, a peaceful look on his face. You cup his cheek with your hand and run your fingers over his smooth skin. It always amazed you that he never had to shave.

A smile crosses his lips and his eyes open lazily. You run your fingers through his disheveled hair and tell him good morning. "Good morning wife," Cas says before he leans in to kiss you. You melt into the kiss, letting him consume you.

Eventually, you wiggle out of Cas' arms, but he wraps his wing around you and pulls you back to him. "Cas, I need to get up," you complain.

"But Dean said that since it's our honeymoon, I shouldn't let you out of bed," Cas says.

"Cas," you laugh, "You had me in bed all night! You had me so many times that even you're exhausted. Plus I'm hungry, I need to eat something."

"I'm not exhausted," Cas retorts before making an offer, "I could make food appear for you here."

You lean in to kiss him again. "I love you Cas, but I need to get out of bed," you say.

"Just five more minutes," Cas says as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you to his chest.

"Fine, five minutes," you say, "But then I'm getting up." Cas agrees, and pulls you in to kiss you again. His hands and feathers caress your body.

After a time, Cas shifts and positions himself over your body. Before you know it, five minutes have come and gone. His wings spread out, shielding you from the world, the only thing you can see is Cas and you can't help but get lost in him. Your fingers delve between his feathers, fisting and tugging. Soft moans escape Cas' lips. He presses himself down on you, his hard cock pressing against your entrance.

"Cas," you whisper as you wrap your legs around his waist. You pull him down, forcing him to enter you to the hilt. Both of you moan as he fills you once again. Your body is sore from all the times you'd had each other the night before, but you still wanted him.

Cas' thrusts are lazy and sloppy, but you don't mind. He leaves sloppy kisses across your collarbone and sucks the skin between his lips. His hands knead and caress your flesh. One of your hands moves from his wing and trails lazily down his back to find the spot where his wing meets his back. You twist your fingers into the soft down feathers and tug gently.

Cas' hips snap forward at the action, driving him deep inside you. You cry out and your walls tighten around him. "Y/N," Cas groans as his cock twitches inside you. His thrusts become erratic and his wings shudder above you. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, sucking and biting at the skin.

"Cas!" you exclaim as your walls flutter around him. Your toes curl and your back arches off the bed as pleasure floods your aching body. Cas follows you soon after. His cock pulses as he spills himself inside you. He moans your name as he half collapses above you, spent. Slowly, he rolls over and pulls you on top of him, wrapping both his arms and wings around you.

You lay there for a few minutes, catching your breath and recovering from the umpteenth orgasm he'd given you since your honeymoon had begun the night before. You try to wiggle out of his arms, but his grip is too tight.

"Just five more minutes," Cas says again.

"You said that half an hour ago Cas," you say gently.

"Then one more time," Cas says.

"One more time?" you ask, "Cas, what are you talking about? You don't think we're going to stop having sex as soon as we leave this bed do you?"

"Dean said that as soon as I let you out of bed, things would be different. He said I should enjoy having you now because things might get slower or that you may not want me as much later on," Cas says. His voice is quiet and sad.