my boys (spn smutty one shots)

Soulless!Sam (Sastiel Sam tops)

So ik some people ship Sam and Cas so I'm writing this fic but I've never read or written any sastiel so sorry if it sucks. *-*
This has no plot btw it just gets straight to it.

"Off now." Sam orders at Cas.

Cas slowly takes of his trenchcoat and let's it fall to the floor. Then he unties the blue tie that hung loosely around his neck. Cas lowered it into Sam's reaching hand. Sam wrapped it into a simple ball and stuffed it into his back pocket, for later.

Cas then slowly, too slowly, unbuttoned the white dress shirt. He had only gotten to the third button before Sam stepped forward and basically ripped the shirt off of the angel. He then pushed him roughly towards the bed. Sam knew he could barely hurt Cas if he tried, not that he cared, plus Cas seemed to be enjoying it.

"Castiel, lay down for me." Sam said seductively.

He had removed his shirt and was starting on the jeans. He unzipped them so they hung loosely at his hips, exposing his defined V-line and the strap of his boxers. Cas hadn't moved because he'd been so distracted by Sam undressing in front of him he hadn't even heard the order. He'd seen this many time but it still took his breath away.

"Did I stutter?" Sam said, as he stared into Cas' eyes.

The beautiful blue, that maybe if he had his soul, he would grow to love. But for now those eyes belonged to his latest boy toy. Sam liked Cas more then the others, and there were many others. Boys, girls, Sam didn't have a specific type as long as they could take him and weren't to hard on the eyes. He had to be careful with his human toys, they were so fragile and he was so strong.

He didn't need to be careful with Cas, and he could take him all day, sometimes he did.

Cas crawled onto the cheap hotel bed and laid on his back staring deep into Sam's eyes. They were empty, a pit of nothing, but Cas had learned to ignore them as he looked quickly away. He now examined Sam's beautiful chest. It was laced with scars and scratches. The tattoo shimmered on his upper chest. Cas wanted Sam, he craved him. He knew he wasn't the only one Sam fucked but he knew he was Sam's favorite.

Sam walked over to the side of the bed. He then climbed over Cas, so that he was hovering over the angel. He looked into the blue. Cas avoided eye contact and instead focused on Sam's upper chest. He knew better then to make the first move, even though all he wanted to do was kiss Sam's bare neck. They stayed still like this for a minute, which felt like years for Cas and his aching dick. Finally Sam grabbed the tie from his back pocket and held it in his teeth then he kicked off his jeans.

"Off. Quickly." He ordered looking down at Cas' pants.

Cas snapped his fingers and his clothes disappeared. Sam smirked at this. He knew Cas was eager to be filled by him. He slowly lowered his boxers and kicked them too to the floor, showing his hard 10 inches. He then reached for Cas' hands and tied them together with the tie.

Sam licked a finger and rubbed in around the rim of Cas' tight ass. Cas knew what was coming and bit his lip preparing himself for the sharp pain.

Sam moved his finger out of the way and then quickly pushed inside of him.

Cas tasted blood but he couldn't help it he bit harder. Sam was ruthless to him and each thrust was harder then the last. But soon the pain turned into pleasure, so much pleasure. Sam hit his prostate every time.

"Sam!" He gasped out as he hit his first climax without even needing to touch himself.

Sam let a proud grin show on his face as he kept thrusting harder and harder. They kept at this position until Cas felt Sam's warm liquids inside him. Sam pulled out and Cas feared their time together had already come to an end. He was wrong.

Sam stood up and motioned for Cas to follow his lead. He pushed Cas so he was arched over the bed waiting for him. He didn't waste anytime before thrusting back into the boy, this time he jerked Cas' dick as he thrust in and out, in and out, over and over again. He felt Cas cum multiple times into his hand.

He too, came into the boy many times. The hours pasted by quickly now. Sam gripped his waist so tight he could see bruises start to form. He knew Cas could heal them but it was as if he didn't want to.

His thrust had become lazy and he could feel his final climax near. This time Sam and Cas came at almost the same time.

Cas moaned out his name as Sam pulled out. Cas felt empty without him. He heard Sam pick up his clothes and he heard his heavy footsteps near the door.

"Sam?" he whispered.

"Yes, Castiel."

" I think I love you." Cas said, turning to look at him.

Sam was facing the door and Cas heard his scruff laugh before he walked out of the room.

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