Broken wings || Destiel

Chapter 18

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okay so this is a smutty chapter and i suck at writing smut so i'm really sorry about that but i hope you enjoy it and if you do you can tell me which parts you liked in the comments or if you ended up sad and horny like me bc why not

thank you so much for reading ily xx

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!! CONTAINS SMUT, SWEARING, DADDY KINK (kinda??) !!

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Their lips crashed together, like ice and fire, fueled by pain and hate and love all together. They both knew it was wrong, but the thought of stopping was slowly fading away with each time their lips met, along with all the sanity they had left. They were lost in eachother, mind clouded, they were eachother's drug. Addicted to the feeling of finally letting go, they stopped fighting the need to feel eachother, to hold eachother and never let go, to love and be loved.

Their tongues met and the feeling sent shivers down the angel's spine, so familiar yet so new. The man underneath him whimpered and pushed his hips up, trying to get more friction. "So impatient.." Cas whispered and smirked before moving his lips to Dean's jaw, tracing wet kisses down his neck and biting down on the soft skin, leaving a red mark. "Please, Cas, just..please" Dean begged, and he didn't know what he begged for, he just knew he needed more. More of the other man's touch, more of his sweet scent, more of him.

Cas knew he was the one in control this time, and he looked down at Dean who was writhing beneath him, panting, his hands tied to the chair. He looked so uncomplaining and obedient with his lips swollen and shaking, and Cas couldn't wait to put them to a better use. However, he pushed the thought back with a smirk playing on his lips, and narrowed his eyes. "Look at you, all flushed and greedy, begging for me," he leaned closer until their lips were almost touching and whispered, "tell me what you want, Dean." Dean let out a moaned quietly, leaning forwards to kiss the angel's plump lips, but Cas pulled away, eyebrow raised, waiting for his answer. Dean let out a desperate sigh and looked in the other man's eyes, his pupils blown with lust. His mind was too blurry to put together a sentence, instead his words came out in barely audible grunts and moans. "Just..take me, Cas. Please, I need this. I need you,..I want you, please.."

Cas leaned forward with a satisfied smirk spread across his face and kissed Dean, slowly, teasingly, before sliding his hand up under his shirt, swallowing his moans. His cold fingers burned on Dean's skin, making him squirm until Cas' other hand pressed firmly against his hip, keeping him still. Dean didn't try to fight him, he let him take control, giving himself in completely, he wanted to be obedient, wanted to please Cas whatever it takes.

The older man's hand roomed over his nipple and Dean shivered as he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Cas ground his hips into Dean's, making him let out a needy whimper, and looked up at him. "You're not gonna come until I tell you to, are we clear?"

Dean moaned quietly with his eyes closed, overwhelmed by the feeling of Cas' hard on pressing against his thigh, before he felt his cold hand twist and pull on his nipple, making him yelp in pain. "Are we clear?" Cas growled into his ear, still pulling in the sensitive skin.

"Yeah, yeah we're clear," Dean nodded quickly, the pain becoming unbearable with every second.

Finally, Cas let go and moved his hand to cup his cheek before kissing him roughly, his tongue exploring Dean's mouth. His other hand moved from his hip to the bulge in his pants and Dean couldn't stop the moan escaping his mouth, his hips moving against Cas' hand in desperate need of his touch.