Dean was shuddering under his touch, his legs and hands flinching with every heavy thrust that entered him. "Cas--" His voice cracked into a whine and his face turned beat red at his own sounds.
Dean Winchester wasn't one for begging, no no no, that wasn't his style at all. He took what he could get and made sure to keep his mouth shut because he never felt like he needed to tell his partner to go faster or keep up the pace.
But oh how that changed when he met Castiel. After that one night, he knew why people begged to be fucked into the mattress, he knew why it was necessary. Cas was a huge tease, and fuck, it always made Dean crying our for release, begging for him to do something before he exploded.
"Ah ah.. oh fuck Cas-" Dean bit his lip and arched slightly at the sudden spot that Cas hit, pleasure swimming through his body. "Please, fuck me please.." He shuddered again and clenched the blankets in his hands as he pressed back into Cas with a quiet moan. "Shit Dean-" Cas grabbed Deans hip and used his free hand to clench the sheets next to his boyfriends head.
Castiel leaned over and rested his head on Deans shoulder, breathing heavily as he trusted harder. "Ca-ah" Dean cut himself off with a moan and came shortly after, huffing as he felt Cas' hand tighten against his hip.
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destiel drabbles
Fanfictionvery short oneshots that i never get around to finishing triggering content may pop up. ** warnings are on titles. smut/fluff/angst