Supernatural Imagines

Cas x Reader - Ditch

Pairing: Cas x Demon!Reader

Words: 1280

Summary: You and Castiel never got along. With him being an angel, helping the Winchesters and you being a demon, working for Crowley. The two of you fought like a cat and a dog. But what happens when one day all the pent up sexual frustration between the two of you comes out in the open?

Warnings: smut, swearing, biting, oral(male receiving), semi-public sex

A/N: Cas is here again guys! I changed it up a little bit this time. This is my first time writing a non-human reader. Hope you enjoy!

P.S.: This story is based between seasons 9 & 10.

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"Fuck" - you cursed under your breath as you dragged another lifeless body across the creaking floor of the old, half demolished warehouse.

Another one of those annoying Abaddon groupies.

When Crowley commanded you to take them all out you assumed it'd be easier, given that their so called 'Queen' was long gone, but well, you couldn't be more wrong. It was almost like that fact motivated them even more. Needless to say, your boss didn't like that one bit.

You threw the meatsuit in one of the rooms upsairs and left it there.

'Crowley's goons will take care of it. Let's just hope it doesn't start to smell before they do.' - you thought as you made your way down the stairs of the bulding.

You went outside and took out your phone, ready to deal Crowley's number, when you suddenly stopped.

You could feel someone's presence behind you.

A smirk formed at your lips - "Castiel." - you said, turning around, coming face to face with the man himself - "To what do I owe this pleasure?" - you said looking him up from head to toe.

"Why are you killing demons?" - he asked, tilting his head slightly to the side and squinting his eyes.

"I asked first." - you stated, mimicking his action in a mocking manner, while he just stared back at you.

You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh at the lack of on an answer.

"I'm getting rid of some old Abaddon supporters. You know, the ones that wanted to make Hell great again and stuff. Now, what are you doing here?" - you said, pointing a finger at him. "Did your bosses send you here too?" - he furrowed his brows at that

"Sam and Dean are not my bosses."

"Really? You sure about that, baby? Because it sure looks like they are." - you laughed. - "Matter of fact, it kind of looks like you're their little bitch now." - how much you liked provoking him like that was beyond you.

You saw him clench his fists in the corner of your eye and noticed how he shifted his weight from one leg to another as the wooden floor creaked beneath him. As much as you didn't want to admit it, you liked seeing him like this - all frustrated and angry. It gave you that little tingling sensation that you enjoyed.

In the blink of an eye, Castiel was in front of you - his face mere inches away from your own. You could feel his breath on your lips. He seemed different, somehow - he seemed darker, more sinister than the last time you two crossed paths.

Cas' eyes continued to bore into your own as if he saw right through you.

You shivered as one of his hands came up and cupped your face, while the other was placed on your hip and in a matter of seconds he spins you around and pushes you against one of the warehouse's walls.

All you managed to let out was a faint 'wow' when your back hit the wall. You honestly didn't expect something like that from Castiel, but you liked this new version of him a little more than you probably should have.

He crashed his lips onto yours and your hands shot up into his hair as you moved your hips forward to brush up against his. Castiel let out a growl at your action which made you chuckle a bit.

He pushed you back again and pulled away to catch his breath. You took the time to drop down on your knees and start unbuckling his belt - "You ever had a blowjob before, angel boy?" - you asked staring innocently at him. Castiel just growled instead of answering as you pulled down his pants and boxers.

His cock stood at attention in the cool night air. You gave him one last glance and he looked confused - "Wh-What...?" - the question died in his mouth as you took the head of his cock in your mouth and swirled your tongue around it long and slow. He sucked in a sharp breath, which came out shakily as you slowly lowered your mouth around his shaft.

He lets out a strangled moan as you began to bob your head up and down on him. You take your time sucking him, enjoying how his member feels sliding in and out of your mouth.

"Y/N, that feels good..." - his voice comes out weak, followed by a string ragged moans.

You pull him out of your mouth with a 'pop' sound and look up at him. His eyes are narrowed down on your face. Steady breaths leaving his parted lips.

You get up on your feet and he pulls you in for a kiss again. This time the kiss is slower that the last one - the two of you take your time 'exploring' each other's mouths. When you finally pulled away you started taking your pants and panties off, never breaking eye contact with him. His eyes darting away a couple of times to your newly exposed skin.

After the two of you both stood there, half naked, he wasted no time and grabbed you by your hips and spun you around, so that you were facing the wall now.

You bent over slightly and placed your hands on the wall for support. Castiel pushed your hair out of the way then bent over, his chest flush against your back, and bit down on your shoulder, which earned him a loud gasp from you.

"C-Castiel, please... I want you inside me." - you half begged, half demanded and he was quick to obey - lining himself up with your entrance and pushing inside of you.

"Oh, fuck." - you said as you felt him fill you up completely. He started thrusting hard and fast at first, but he'd ocasionally slow his pace down a bit. His thrust varied in speed, but he managed to keep the same force - hitting your G spot with every buckle of his hips.

Cas stretched out his hand to grabbed your shoulder and started pulling you back against him meeting his thrusts halfway. Your whole body was electrified as he slammed in and out of you, your face flushed and covered in sweat. He reaches under you and starts rubbing your clit, which is enough to push you over the edge and you explode around him - your vision clouded with stars as Cas continues to fuck you through your orgasm.

With a grunt, you feel his warm liquid spill inside of you and he drags it out - giving you a few more slow but deep thrusts, before pulling completely out of you.

The following few moments are filled with moans and deep breaths.

"Well, that was grea-" you started, turning around, but Castiel was already gone, leaving you confused and with his load spilling down between your legs.

"Son of a bitch."