Destiel Oneshots - [Mostly Wing!Kink]

Arousing

Yeah so sorry bout the delay- I injured my hand and it was hard to do shit hh

Forgive me kxmxmsjfkks

Also- smut

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"W- I thought you were more of a melee type of person."

Dean scoffed as he looked at the Angel next to him, who was loading a pistol with Angel bullets. They didn't really need Angel bullets for this hunt, but you never know. There were other Angels that were trying to hunt Cas down anyways.

"Do you really expect me to defeat a Wendigo with a melee weapon?"

Cas muttered with a sassy tone.

"...No.."

"Exactly."

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"You almost got yourself killed!"

Dean yelled as Cas ignored him and walked into the shitty motel. Cas had gotten really near to the Wendigo, throwing a Molotov Cocktail at it right when it slashed a claw to his chest.

"I didn't have a choice."

He growled under his breath.

"You could've thrown it from a distance!"

"WELL I DIDN'T WANT THE VICTIMS TP GET CAUGHT ON FIRE!"

He whirled around to face the Hunter, realizing how close Dean originally was. Their noses almost touched. A moment of staring into each other's eyes passed until Cas broke the silence.

"They were too close to it. I couldn't risk it."

He huffed, his expression unreadable. They both stared at each other, ocean blue meeting forest green. But then Dean noticed Cas' face turn, blush creeping up on him. He also noticed how incredibly close they were together, and how their hips were inches from bumping together. But Cas' expression. It looked vaguely familiar. It looked like the face Dean would make when he was hiding-..

'Oh..'

Dean thought, with a sudden realization.

'This is arousing to him..'

And that thought made a smirk appear on his face. Cas furrowed his brows, confused and acting like he had no idea what Dean was smiling about. Well, technically, he really didn't know. With a quick and well timed shove, Dean had Cas pinned on the wall that was behind them.

"Dean w-"

The Hunter cut him off by smashing his lips against Castiel's, rubbing and grinding his hips into the helpless Angel's. Dean placed a hand on his flank, squeezing and using that side as a guide to keep their hips lined. But to Dean's surprise, he realized Cas didn't think twice. He just immediately dissolved under Dean and let him control, pressing himself back onto Dean. Dean used his free hand to slide it down to his thigh and massage it. He put his own thigh between Cas' legs, pressing onto him roughly.

Dean swiftly brushed his tongue onto Cas lip, in which he quickly allowed entrance to. Their tongues swirled together until all of their saliva were mixed together. He soon started to slide off onto Cas' neck, immediately looking for that 'sweet spot'. The Angel bit his lip, trying not to make a sound. But then Dean bucked his thigh onto him and nibbled his neck both at the same time. Cas shuddered out a small moan, impatiently pushing back onto the friction that Dean was making. Dean noticed that, so he quickly slid the hand that was on his flank onto his growing erection outside of his dress pants. He lightly traced circles with his thumb, teasing the Angel. Cas pushed onto him inpatiently, again.

"Dean.. please.."

"Patience, Angel.."

Dean's voice sounded deeper than usual. It even surprised himself.

Literally just a few minutes pass, and Dean had already undressed Cas. The only thing that he was wearing was his dress pants and dress shirt, thought multiple buttons were unbuttoned. His tie was there as well, though it was just loosened. Dean slid his hands under the dress shirt, touching bare and hot skin. He wrapped his arms around the angel, suddenly pressing down on the muscles in Cas' shoulder blade. And that practically made him melt. He moaned loudly, letting his head fall onto Dean's shoulder. His wings tore through the fabric of the shirt, weakly falling to the ground. Dean smirked.

He knew this was going to be the reaction he'd receive. He was reading a lot of Angel biography lately. Dean grabbed a hand full of feathers in his hand, tugging roughly yet lightly both at the same. Cas moaned again, feeling dizzy and as if he was going to fall. It was so overwhelmingly pleasurable. Dean could feel Cas' erection twitch, his hips rolling as he almost came to his climax. Just all of that got him near. Dean knew that he was getting close, so he slowly, yet purposely, unbuckled his belt and traced his fingers into his pants. Dean swiftly pulled out Cas throbbing length, in which was covered with pre-come. And in just a few seconds, they both had their members lined and grinding against each other. Cas instinctively jerked onto Dean, getting so very near to the end of his climax.

But Dean wasn't done with him.

He quickly slid down, almost immediately taking Cas into his mouth. Another loud moan came from the Angel, followed by flapping of Cas' wings and thing falling from the power of them. Dean just started bobbing his head up and down until Cas couldn't hold it anymore. He came with a loud moan and fluttering feathers. Dean stood up back up and tucked his head under Castiel's jaw line, planting kisses onto his hickey-covered-neck. Cas panted harshly and shakily, his chest heaving with every breath.

"I-I..."

Cas' voice sounded small and hoarse, probably from all the moaning.

"Shh."

Dean interrupted before the Angel could say anything else.

"I have a lot more planned for you, Angel."

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Weirdo why did you read that

Lmao stfu 'me', you wrote it in the first place smh