Sinner | Destiel (on hold for a bit)

**14. Sexy Reunion

Castiels Pov

I was finally mostly healed, and it didn't hurt to breath anymore. I got out of the hospital around two weeks ago, and I stayed there for three weeks. So, it's been about a month and a half since I've escaped. Amelia has filled in for me, and I made a guest appearance the week I got out at the Sunday Service, and to say it was a party would be an underestimate.

I've just been hanging around my apartment, cleaning everything in my free time and reading all my books. Today, I decided to just lay in bed all day. I felt fine, but I didn't feel like doing anything else. But, I have to shower so that's the only reason beside going to the bathroom and eating that I'm getting out of bed.

When I got the temperature just right, I stepped in. The water felt good on my skin, and I hummed as I got my body wash and rubbed it all over me. I listened to the water hitting the tub, relaxing under the waters touch. My head hurt a bit when I shampooed and conditioned, but it wasn't so bad.

The water was soothing, and I felt re-energized as I stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel around my waist. Rivulets of water beaded down my skin, running off my chest and falling onto the floor. I shook my head, my wet hair flying water everywhere. I laughed, heading to my closet to grab something to change into.

As I opened my closet door I paused. Didn't I bring a cat in my house a few months ago? Oh God, is it okay?! I forgot I even did that! I jogged out of room, holding onto my towel. I stopped when I searched all over the house. No corpse or odd smell. I walked back to my room, grateful that the poor feline managed to escape back to the outside where it could get some food.

I always felt weird not closing my door whenever I was about to change, so I closed it behind me and turned to face my room, jumping in the air with a yelp. Someone was in my room with their back turned. I creeped over to the side of my bed where my phone was, and froze when they began to turn around.

My arms fell to my side, my towel hanging loosely on my hips. Green eyes met my blue ones, and I gasped. "Dean?" I whispered weakly, not remembering the pain. I was looking at him, and that horrible memory of two weeks just disappeared.

He crossed the room quickly, taking my head in his hands as he stared down at me. "You left-" I began but he cut me off. "Did you miss me?" I open and closed my mouth. "Dean." Was all I said, reaching a hand up to his face. I haven't seen him in months, and I remember our rendezvous the night before I was taken. "I asked you a question," he growled in my ear, attaching his lips to my neck and sucking, pushing me backwards until I was against the wall.

I put my hands in his hair, tilting my neck back and letting him have more access to my neck. Dean left marks all over my neck, his hands pressing my waist to his by grabbing my butt. He trailed his lips up my neck, fiercely kissing me. "I missed you," I breathed out, tugging on his hair.

He grabbed me by my waist, taking me to my bed and sitting on the edge of it. I stared at him with confusion, my face flushed. Dean unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them off and pushing his boxers to his ankles. "Suck me." He grinned cockily, and I found myself on my knees, staring up at him through my lashes. Then, I leaned down, closing my eyes and taking half of him in my mouth. He got it up without trouble, and I bobbed my head, flicking cold water droplets on him from my wet hair.

My eyes opened, flicking up to see him biting his bottom lip. I pulled away, taking my tongue and swirling it around the tip to get a reaction out of him. Dean grunted, taking my hair in his hands and bringing me down on all of him, and I squeezed my fists. I heard him moan, and flicked my tongue up at him in my mouth, running it along his length.

"Shit, fuck, I didn't know you could deep throat," He moaned, opening his eyes and staring into mine, my mouth full of him. Suddenly, he pushed my head away, his shaft sliding out of my mouth and leaving me staring up at him with my mouth open slightly.

I was pulled up on the bed, my towel falling off, and he put me on his lap, not bothering to pause. I bit my lip and buried my head in his shoulder as Dean pushed into me. I haven't had sex in months, so I was grateful for him not moving for a second.

But when he started to move, he placed his hands on my hips, moving me. I curled my toes, my legs on either side of him. I scratched his shoulders, pulling myself up then down on him. He cursed and gripped my hips tightly, no doubt leaving marks. My eyes glazed over, looking at him. Dean was panting, lifting his hips up and down while I moved down when he moved up, and up when he moved down.

I leaned into him, my head by his when he found my spot again, moaning. "Fuck, it's been awhile," Dean grunted, slamming his hips against mine harshly, pushing himself even farther in me. I shivered, tightening myself around his shaft inside me. I pulled my head back, pressing my lips against his.

Dean instantly shoved his tongue in my mouth, making me squirm in lust when he sucked on my tongue. While we were kissing, my moans were muffled until the knot in my coiled tighter than before. "Dean," I moaned against his lips, and he smirked against mine. "Louder," He said before flipping us, lifting my legs up around his waist. I stuck my fist in my mouth, closing my eyes tight as he thrusted in me harder and faster.

The knot began to uncoil, my dick throbbing. "Dean!" I shouted lustfully, arching my back and moaning while I unraveled, cumming on my chest. So much for my shower I took before this. Dean kept going, stimulating me again. "Dean, ah," I whimpered, scratching at his back from the pleasure adding to my intense feeling of it from releasing.

Dean growled, lifting my hips roughly and pounding in me to get his release. I grabbed his hair, pulling his mouth down to mine and did what he did to me earlier, kissing him roughly before tugging at his lip as I pulled away. Dean let go of one side of my hip and grabbed the headboard, lifting me with one arm and thrusting one more time before he moaned my name.

I stared at him, amazed. How did he look so sexy in his undoing?

I pulled myself against him, shivering and twisting as I felt him release in me, his dick twitching in me. When he pulled out, Dean fell beside me on the bed. We were panting, and I turned to him before he smashed his lips against mine, trailing down to my neck and sucking.

My hands were back in his hair, and he made sure to get most of my neck and jawline with his marks. I gasped, breathless when he looked at me. "You belong to me," he growled, and I nodded.

"I belong to you."

just want to apologize for the insanely crappy sex scene, I wrote this in advance and ig I was feeling shy. Also, reminder that Dean doesn't love Cas, he just wants power over him, to control him. That's why he didn't become all sappy when he saw Cas again, he wanted to know if he missed him bc that means Castiel is his, and he owns him. He'll be the most powerful demon. You'll understand later on in the story more.