Cursed to Love You ~ Destiel Smut

Chapter Three

Castiel's Perspective

"Dean," he murmured quietly, titling his head, "please,"

The Winchester barely heard Cas, it was nearly an inaudible whisper. He huffed, "Fine," Dean growled. "I'll help. But you cannot tell Sammy about this,"

"Thank you,"

The two boys made their way to the bathroom, "Try not to be loud, okay," Dean ran a hand firmly over his face. The angel nodded slowly in response, staring at Dean.

"You, son of a bitch, I can't believe I'm doing this... So, uh, Cas," Dean motioned to the Angel's pants, finding the situation extremely awkward. "You need to, you know," Dean prayed that he Castiel would understand, but, of course, he didn't.

Cas merely scrunched his eyebrows, knitting them together. He tilted his head to the side, "Dammit," the hunter breathed.

He approached the blue eyed angel, taking slow steps towards him. He started fiddling with the button, undoing it, "I, I have to take them off. So that, I can, help," Dean paused, feeling Cas students under him. "You sure you're okay with this,"

Castiel nodded tentively, "Yes. I would like this feeling to go away," was all he responded with.

Green eyes met with blue, looking to make sure that he was sincere. Cas' eyes sparkled, pupils wide with lust. Not seeing anything wrong, he started pulling down his partner's pants. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, Cas was his best friend. Yeah, sure, he like him. But taking advantage of Cas like this? He knew it was wrong, but Damn. Now that he started he knew he couldn't to stop.

Dean's breath hitched as his eyes landed upon Cas- even through the boxers. He felt himself started get harder to, the hunter had to hold back a light moan as he placed a gentle hand on his own erection. But this wasn't about Dean, it was about helping his angel.

Dean kneeled down, "I haven't, you know, done this before. So, uh, bare with me Cas," he simply heard the other man grunt. "And tell me if you want me to stop, if you're uncomfortable. If it hurts. If anything is wrong, Cas, tell me,"

He looked up, staring at Castiel. Cas kept his head up a bit, trying to push further into Dean, "Cas,"

"I will Dean,"

And with that being said, Dean started pulling down the Angel's underwear, ignoring his own aching cock.

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A/N

Next chapter will finally be smutty! Just wanted a bit of build up and explaining as to why the two are fucking. Leave in the comments if you think Dean should do a blow job or hand job!