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Confusion (Destiel and Sabriel)

(Look at the picture for context tbh)

DESTIEL

   "Dean? I brought home what you wanted." Cas called as he stepped into the house, once more inspecting the strange thing Dean had requested of him. He was a bit hesitant to get it, though his boyfriend rarely asked for things. Castiel could humour him just this once. "Dean?" He called again, no answer from his first.

   "Dea-" he turned the corner into the bedroom, blush rising to his cheeks as he took a shaky step back. Dean lay on the bed in nothing but boxers, those dangerously close to the bottom of his v-line.
"Welcome home Cas." Dean purred, nearly bringing the angel to his knees. Castiel strode forward, leaning down to kiss the hunter as passionately as he could while still fully clothed. "Show me what you brought." Dean managed to breath once Cas let up.

   Castiel sighed, upset at the loss of contact, but retrieved what Dean had asked for.

  The angel didn't understand why Dean spent the next few minutes laughing.

SABRIEL

  "Babe~~~" Gabe called, sliding into the kitchen to wrap his arms around his lover's waist.
"I told you to wait." Sam chuckled, not objecting as the angel stood on his toes to place a kiss on his cheek.
"I know, I know. I'm just so excited." Gabriel nearly giggled, moving so he could actually see Sam's face.

   This was partially the hunter's fault, having told the trickster about his 'special surprise' before dinner. It meant he wouldn't stop bugging. Thankfully- Sam just needed to finish the dishes.
"Go get ready- I'll be there in a sec." He teased, tangling his fingers in Gabe's hair for a quick kiss before nudging him towards the room. As he scurried off Sam couldn't help the sly smile that tugged on his lips. Gave was always pulling pranks- part of his humour- and now it was moose's turn.

   "So, what is it?" Gabriel asked, their bodies pressed flush together as they lay in bed.
"A cock ring." Sam breathed into his ear, the trickster clearly excited by the idea. That was, until Sam pulled it out of his pocket.

  It was worth the next hour of silence.