Supernatural Preferences & Imagines

Castiel Imagine

I know every curve like the back of my hand.

S M U T

"Castiel," You smiled at the man that leaned against the wall of your room. "When did you get here? Do Sam and Dean know-" He looked up, his eyes a darker pigment of blue than usual. "No, I came here for you." You paused, hands frozen in front of you. "Me? Cas, you have to understand, what we did was a...two time thing. I was just...helping you-" Suddenly, he was in front of you and your once free hands were captured in his. "I want to do it again, please," Castiel's voice was huskier, and he leaned his head down to rest on your shoulders. That's what you presumed, but he had other plans.

Instead, you found yourself shuddering as he kissed your neck and sucked on it softly. "It doesn't have to be a two time thing, [Y/N]." You gulped, eyes half closed. "Yes it does, do you even know what the boys will- fuck." The strong will you had against Castiel being with you again crumbled as his hands went lower, and his dark eyes stared into yours with undeniable lust.

Not love.

You removed your hands from his, starting to take his trench coat off. Never would you see love in his blue orbs, it was time you learned that for good and accepted it. But this: this was as close as you could get to him. What was one more fuck going to do? Nothing, but just once more will resolve everything. After this time, you will finally stop and push him away. Next time he tries, you won't give in. Castiel and you were never going to work, you weren't compatible. He was an angel and you were just a hunter that caught feelings too quick. Just two people who hooked up every now and then. But this was the last.

One more time before you moved on.

"Last time, Castiel," you whispered in his ear as you tugged his tie loose. "I mean it. Now fuck me like before." After the words left your lips, you were on your bed with Castiel hovering over you. Grinning, you licked your lips slowly, tantalizing him. His eyes flashed and he growled, one hand by your head and another tugging down your pants. Bored and wanting things to move faster, you began to start to take off your shirt, but he stopped and grabbed your hands, pinning them above you.

Confused, you stared into his eyes. This didn't happen the other times you hooked up. "Ca-" Castiel stopped you from talking, his mouth against yours and his hand between yours now bare legs. A finger dipped low, teasing you into opening your mouth in the kiss with a moan. "Don't tease me, Cas."

A smirk found its way on his lips, making him look dangerously sexy. "If this is the last time, I'm taking my time." You opened your mouth to object, but found yourself whimpering. "Castiel," you gyrated your hips, trying to make him understand you wanted more than just his fingers. But, when you did, he pulled away. Your eyes that were once closed opened in surprise. Castiel stood, taking off his belt slowly while looking you in the eyes desirably. Memories flashed back to when you restricted him to the bed with a belt when you first hooked up.

Just the mere thought of being dominated for once made you excited, and you already put your wrists together with a haughty grin. "Do it." You watched his pants fall to the ground with his shirt, leaving him just in his loose tie and boxers. Before you could comprehend, your arms were behind your head, wrists bound to the bed.

"Dominance looks sexy on you," You complimented, wiggling your hips in need. Cas just grinned and was above you, kissing down your neck to your chest. A satisfied sigh escaped your lips when his warm mouth touched your cold stomach, a pleasurable buzz awakening in you. "Can you-" His hand covered your mouth, your hips jerked up to press against his. "You talk too much," Castiel lowly said, his voice deep and very arousing.