TheNameIsRyleigh
“Dean!” An ecstatic laugh broke from Cas chest as he fell back onto the bed, the wooden panels beneath the mattress crying out in protest. Without hesitation, Dean crawled onto of him, pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses along his boyfriend’s shoulder and neck.
“Dean. stop!” Castiel cheered in false disapproval, weakly batting at Dean’s head. His hands didn’t ward of the affectionate attack, the eldest Winchester instead turning his head to nuzzle into his neck and running his calloused hands under Castiel’s shirt. The action forced Cas to bite down on his lip to hold back a moan of approval, earning a smirk from his jock of a boyfriend. “Stop….” He groaned out inaudibly as he dug the heels of his feet into the back of Dean’s thighs.