Good boy | Destiel

Chapter 5

a/n: guys it has been a hell of a year. I'm so sorry this update took so long, I was in a very bad situation and I'm finally out. I'll try to keep updating but I did find this draft so- enjoy. :)

After breakfast, Castiel had done a bit of exploring. Adam cleaned up the mess from breakfast, assuring Castiel he didn't need help. Cas hummed softly to himself, wishing Dean would be home. Wait. He had only met Dean yesterday night and they had already slept in the same bed, and Dean had fingered him.

Castiel's cheeks flushed and he rubbed a hand over his face. Unless love at first sight was real, Castiel was just being plain stupid. Yes, Dean was good looking. Yes, he had saved his virginity, but that made no difference. He was wearing a skirt and panties! Though that didn't necessarily bother him, and he actually preferred it, he didn't understand why his heart longed for Dean like this.

Castiel sighed and came to a halt at the doors at the end of the hallway. He hesitated, but decided that Dean couldn't hurt him. Besides, Dean couldn't really punish him, right? Castiel took a deep breath and wrapped his hand around the door handle, slowly turning the knob. He pushed the door open and stepped in, gasping softly. There was an assortment of adult toys and what looked like hand cuffs, rope, and collars hanging up and on shelves against one wall. He saw vibrators and whips, so many things he couldn't comprehend.

On the other wall was a gallery of dresses, short skirts, lacy material clothes and panties. They all looked like they could be gender-fluid, so Castiel had no doubt he'd be wearing something from in here real soon. He took a step into the room, automatically examining the toys. There was an assortment of different flavored lube, which Castiel thought was odd, but didn't judge. In the corner of his eye he saw something shiny and when he turned, he automatically recognized it as a silver butt plug. He blushed and inspected it from a distance.

Once enough courage was built up, Castiel approached it and picked it up, examining it closer. He had never actually touched or used one, only seen it in magazines. Castiel took his chances and picked it up, feeling the weight and the girth of it. It was fairly thick and not that long. Cas could make it work. Wait, what?! Was he seriously thinking of shoving that thing up his ass? He sighed in embarrassment until an idea crossed his mind.

Dean would be checking if he wore the panties, and Cas could imagine his face if Dean lifted his skirt to see the plug! Castiel giggled at the thought, spinning the plug in his hands. AS Cas thought, he realized that would mean Dean would know he was in one of the forbidden rooms! Castiel thought about this for a moment. Dean didn't seem like the punishing type of guy. Maybe he'd just make Cas wash the dishes or something. In the end, Castiel decided he would wear it.

maybe that was a mistake..

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Castiel had fingered himself open, but it didn't feel as good as it did when Dean had done it. A packet of lube later, Castiel was sinkin down on the plug, gasping softly as it harassed his prostate.