True Love (Destiel Storyline) (Completed)

*42. Fun With Ropes

As the Impala pulled into the bunker garage, Cas turned to Dean. Gently caressing his cheek, he smiled and said, "I was thinking...... Maybe we could do some experimenting tonight."
"oh yeah? What did you have in mind?"
"A lot." Cas laughed deeply, making his dominance known. Dean's eyes filled with lust, and he nodded, not having a clue what he was getting himself into.
Cas grabbed Dean's hand and flew then to their bedroom. Dean stumbled on landing, which Cas used against him, by pushing him back onto the bed.
"It's all about you tonight baby" Cas winked as he pinned Dean down, pulling out some handcuffs. Dean's eyes widened, begging. Cas cuffed Deans wrists to the bed posts, and moved down his chest, dragging his hand seductively with him.
"I learned this from a film" Cas grinned.
"Oh shit. Fifty shades?" Dean said, clearly realising the severity of the situation.
"Yes"
Dean whimpered, knowing what was in store.
"Now hold still" Cas commanded as he attached leather straps to Dean's ankles, pulling out the metal pole bteween them, forcing Dean's legs to spread. This actually was from fifty shades. Dean was thrumming with energy, fidgeting and whining.
Cas placed a blindfold over his head, and all of a sudden it was very real. Dean's erection stood to attention, and he was visibly shaking, begging for something.
Suddenly he was free of his clothes, and relaxing, his dick being able to 'breathe' out of confines.
"Your not going to come."
"Huh?"
"I'm not going to let you come. Not until the last second, your going to be exploding from the inside out, but you will get no release. Just constant orgasms. That's how this is going to work Dean Winchester. Your mine."
Dean was extremely turned on, he moaned slightly, and nodded."OK"
There was some shuffling, and then Cas' lips crashed into his. He could feel Cas' boner pressing against his thigh, and he whined. Cas ignored it and carried his kisses downwards. He stopped at Dean's nipples, teasing them and earning little huffs, as Dean tried to contain himself. After a while, he moved down again, letting his tongue travel the curves of Dean's tensed muscles. He kitten licked the tip of Dean's dick, making him bite down hard on his lip to stop his moans. Cas' tongue moves down to Dean's balls, where he almost tickled, then up the underside of his shaft, which broke Dean, he moaned loudly, not being able to hold it in any longer.
Cas grinned and replaced his tongue with his hand, slowly pumping Dean as he moved off slightly to grab something. Not being able to see anything made the whole experience more arousing for Dean, as the next torture was a suprise.
Cas carried on his pumping, however he now slipped one slicked up finger into Dean. After whimpering and thrusts, he added another. Scissoring Dean wider, preparing him for the next step. When he was up to 4, Dean was gooey under his touch, not being able to get full sentences out.
"More.....FUCK!..... Ahhh...... Bigger....... Please....... SHIT!!!...." Cas had hit his prostate, making him arch off the bed.
"Close...... Come..... Soon" Dean mumbled. Cas wasn't at the best nit yet.
"No" Cas said, kissing Dean, suddenly the heat settled, and Dean was stuck having an orgasm without release. Just as Cas had threatened.
Cas fidgeted again, and Dean was sure it was time for his cock, but little did he know Cas was never planning that, what he got was so much better.
Dean felt something wider than fingers start to slide into him, it was just slimmer than Cas' dick, but wide enough to touch all the edges, as it was thrust deeper into Dean.
"Are you ready Dean"
"For wha- AHHHH! FUCK. MOTHER OF SHIT!!" After that, Dean couldn't get any more words out, he just flopped and was lost in the sensation. It was the best thing he had ever felt in his life. The vibrations were set on low, but pressed right up against his prostate, meaning it was never ending waves of pleasure. He was sure Cas was grinning to himself.
"C- Co- CoMe!" Dean yelled.
"Still not finished." Cas kisses him again, and once again, no come left him. Just extremely loud moans.
"Pl-lea-se" Dean was on the verge of tears.
"The next one baby" Cas soothed, wrapping his spare hand back around Dean's dick, and moving it up and down. He turned up the vibration level, Dean was pretty sure it was the highest level, and thrust it in and out with the pace of jerks. When it hit his prostate for the third time, he could take it no longer. He screamed out Cas' name and came, a mind blowing orgasm washing over him.