Eyes and Ties

Sir?

This is where it gets hard and heavy so if you are not into rape/non con, I will try to post a saner chapter after this. This is just a filler so the story line might or might not be included at the end of this chapter.

Castiel was kneeling on Dean's desk, legs spread and cock heavy. With his arms bound behind him and being gagged, Castiel did nothing but breath.

Dean circled him smiling wider than ever.

"Oh Castiel," Dean stopped in front of him, vibrator in hand, "how nice you look. So beautiful."

Dean gave Castiel a pat in the cheek before walking around to the front of the desk, behind Castiel.

Castiel sat still, hearing lids pop open and close in a span of ten seconds. Cold fingers breached his hole. A muffled grunt escaped his throat.

He hasn't done this in a long time, it wasn't shocking that he had to be stretched out.

One finger. Two. As Dean slipped the third finger past his brim Castiel was shaking and moaning as loud as a tie could let him be. Shaking so bad the desk was wobbling with him.

Dean must not of mind because he never let Cas rest. Ignoring Castiel's cries and pumping and twisting his fingers faster and faster until Castiel was edging and orgasm.

Suddenly fingers were gone and a deep rumble invaded Castiel's space.

The vibrator slid in easily, settling snugly next to the bundle of nerves that makes Cas go crazy.

"Ugh!?" Castiel wanted to cry, wanted to be released, but at the same time he wanted more. Needed more.

"You're doing great, Castiel," Dean murmured pulling the vibrator out only to push it back in even slower.

"I wanna hear your pretty little screams. Wanna feel you around me," Dean licked up his spine pulling the vibrator out all the way this time and turned it off.

"Think it's my turn?" Dean teased, letting the suspense nip at Castiel's body.

"Humph?" Castiel felt the blunt tip of what he assumed was Dean's cock press into him.

"Take it all in one go," Dean commanded taking Castiel by the throat and thrusting his thick cock deep into him.

He didn't wait for Castiel to get use to his girth. Dean ripped himself out just as easily as he shoved in.

Castiel squealed with shock. Nononono! Stop no please! He patted his hand three times as a warning. This was not making him happy. He was too full, he bets if he was able to touch he would feel Dean through his stomach.

He wanted to be warm and held right as Mr. Winchester fucked him through and through. He didn't want to be raw and aching at the end of this.

Dean took a hint and tugged the tie out of Castiel's mouth.

"Speak," Dean growled, not slowing his pace. He tilted his hips slightly, searching for that pressure point just for Castiel.

"Ah! P-please! Sl-oh fucking god!! D-ammit slow d-ow! Down!!" Castiel cried out trying and failing to keep Dean in the pulling out position.

Dean grunted, pulling all the way out and flipping Castiel on his back.

"Is this what you want?" Dean was in between Castiel's legs again burrowing deep once more. He began lazily thrusting into the man, tilting his hips this way and that until he found it.

Castiel flinched with pleasure. Yes this is better.

Castiel, slack jawed and panting, nodded, wishing his hand weren't tied at the moment. He wanted to feel Dean, to memorize his body with his fingers.

"Dean please," Castiel whispered, lustful eyes search for understanding.

Dean placed his arms tight around Castiel's lower back, and pulled out enough that only the tip was in.

"Correct yourself," Dean demanded.

Castiel nodded muttering apologies.

"Sir,"

"Yes?"

"Fuck me?"

Dean didn't answer with words, instead his body finished the conversation.

Many would say this position is too intimate for first time "relations", but Castiel didn't care. He was being watched by his boss as he got fucked slow and hard by his boss.

He hardly had any time to think about the kiss Dean pressed hotly onto his lips. His mouth opened wide, letting Dean lick and feel his whole mouth with his tongue.

The intimacy made Cas shiver.

He needs to cum. He is a few thrusts away from blowing his load. Cas wasn't going to make it.

And he didnt. Untouched and all over Dean's pristine dress shirt, Castiel was left shaking and moaning incoherent things about Dean.

Dean stops kissing him and scoffs.

Castiel, still in his post orgasm stage, doesn't feel Dean move him to his knees, nor did he realize his legs were shaking like a new born deer.

Dean pulled off the condom (that Cas didnt even know was there) and stuffed his cock passed Castiels lips.

"You should have waited kitten," Dean chuckled sliding his dick deeper.

Castiel gripped Dean's thigh.

"Now I have to do it for you."

Dean pulled out so Castiel could catch his breath only to shove it deep again and hold it.

Castiel understood what was going on. Dean was going to hold his dick inside Castiel's throat as a punishment for Cas not waiting.

The problem wasn't the breathing though. Every time Castiel swallows the saliva Dean seems to grow bigger.

"Are you ready?" Dean held his head still, so he blinked twice for yes.

Dean fucked Castiels throat, and Castiel was gagging so much that he was honesty scared Dean's cock would make him throw up.

Not long after Dean shoved in one final time, letting his thick stream into Castiel.

Dean untied Castiel's arms and picked the fucked out man up.

Castiel held on for dear life, still moaning, still high on arousal.

Castiel was carried into Dean's private bathroom and set on the counter.

A warm wet towel patted and wiped Castiel's body down.

"You did well." Dean murmured lifting Castiel's face with one finger.

"Did I hurt you any?" Dean said taking ahold of Castiel's ginger wrist.

"O-only when you fucked into me that first time," Castiel answered, "uh everything else was extraordinary."

"Sorry, I was in the heat of the moment," he gave a small smile, that could melt anyone's heart.

"Can.. Can you um... Kiss me one more time please, sir?" Castiel asked softly, half expecting a laugh in his face.

There was no laugh, there was only a smile.

"Sure." Dean pressed his lips against Castiel's hesitantly. Castiel opened up slightly as an invitation and was overjoyed that Dean accepted.

After the kiss Dean didn't waste any time pampering Cas picking up his clothes and letting him change.

"Mr. Novak, see if I have any meetings or appointments for today," Dean said passively.

"Yes sir," Castiel nodded making his way toward the door and to his desk.

Once seated Castiel felt open. His whole body was electrifying.

This is fine. Everything is fine.