As temporary help you come and go from offices on a regular basis. You call headquarters and see how long a job is and what you’ll be doing. You latest assignment is for a data entry clerk. You get excited because the last job didn’t have computers and you couldn’t stand it. You start Monday so that means you get to enjoy the weekend. You call some friends and they can’t go out because they have to take care of babies or can’t stay out late. You sigh and resign to the fact that if you want to do anything tonight you would be flying solo.
You walk into your bedroom and to the closet. You open the doors wide and move aside your business clothes. You grab a couple of dresses and walk over to the mirror. Holding one up at a time you take your lucky black dress. You take a shower and slide on your form fitting black dress. Gliding the zipper up the back you turn around and look at yourself. “Damn,” you say to yourself. You slide on your medium heels because you want to move tonight and don’t want big heels slowing you down. You throw on in some make up and pucker your lips. Your hair looks great and you grab your keys out the door.
You exit your car and your purse over your shoulder you strut towards the door. The bouncer lets you in without a problem and the place is booming. You head to the bar and order a drink. When the bartender brings it to you, “Put that on my tab,” a man over your shoulder says. You look at him, “That’s okay. I got it.” He backs away and you sip on your drink. A fast beat song comes on and you feel inspired to dance. You make your way to the floor and move your body. You throw your hands in the air and feel a body behind you. Arms now on your hips and you peak behind you, not bad. He’s taller and dark hair but he has crazy eyes.
You move on when the song changes and someone catches your eye. He just walked in and you can’t take your eyes off of him. His suit is gorgeous, his hair you can run fingers through and have enough to grip, he has the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen and he’s alone with no ring on his finger. You try to get his attention by swaying from side to side and move your hands along your body. That does the trick and each time you glance he’s looking at you. His eyes lower on you and he has a predatory look. He maneuvers through the crowd and you stop briefly when he reaches you. You look into his eyes, those eyes that store galaxies and light dances in them. Grabbing his tie when the song starts you put you back to him and dance. You slide up and down him and move your hips. He takes you by surprise when he places his hands on your hips and moves with you. You throw your head back against his shoulder and he moves his nose across your neck. You spine tingles when you feel his stubble drag on your neck.
Back at your apartment you open the door lip locked. You both move around each other and falter a bit removing outer layers. Things clank as keys and a belt hit the floor. His hands are smooth and move about your hair and down to your waist. He presses you against the wall and rotates his hand around your thigh and pulls it up. His hand moves around and squeezes your ass. You moan in his neck, his stubble scraping you more and more on your face and neck, “Oh Castiel.” His fingers stretch and feel the small of your back. He presses you closer to him and you feel his hard erection on your thigh. His back moves like a snake as he grinds into you. You undo his pants and before they fall to the floor he removes a packet from his pocket. He steps out of his pants and kisses you hard as he slips off your panties. A condom wrapper hits the floor and you bite your lip when he picks you up. Legs wrapped around his waist he moves his thumb across your lips, “you’re so beautiful,” he whispers to you. You throw your head back when you feel his erection in you, “Oh Cas!” You’re tight and he moves slowly into you, “Say it again,” he begs. One hand holds you up and the other moves to your breast, “CAS!” As he pins you to the wall with each thrust you move your lips down to his neck and jaw line. You lick then kiss every inch all the way down and around his collarbone.
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New Help (Castiel Story)
FanficYou're temporary worker and take jobs as they come. You go out one night and have a great night and you can only think about one name, Castiel.