Sheltered by Grace is a tender, emotionally charged erotic romance set in the Supernatural universe, centering on the deepening bond between Castiel, the angel of the Lord, and Ace, a quiet, emotionally guarded 19-year-old demon with a gentle heart and a dark past.
Having worked together with the Winchesters for some time, Castiel and Ace have developed a quiet, unspoken connection - built on mutual understanding, patience, and respect. But when a violent thunderstorm triggers Ace's trauma and leaves him curled up crying on the couch, Castiel is finally moved to act on what he's long felt: a deep, unwavering love for Ace.
What begins as comfort quickly deepens into something more intimate and sacred. Castiel becomes Ace's safe space - tender, dominant, and devoted - guiding him through vulnerability, pleasure, and emotional healing. Together, they explore physical and emotional intimacy in a way that's explicitly erotic but deeply caring: full of soft dominance, praise, gentle bondage, and worshipful aftercare.
Their connection isn't just physical - it's spiritual.
Through every storm, Castiel shelters Ace not just with his body but with his grace.
Lots of overdoing.
Castiel Novak was a 22 years old bass guitarist in a band called "Kings Of Purgatory" with his best friends Dean, Gabe and Benny. The band was gaining popularity and the guys were getting more and more famous everyday; but there was a problem.
Cas had been crushing on his fellow band mate for 4 years now.
It wasn't THAT bad at first. Yeah, Dean didn't probably didn't share his feelings but he was still there, right next to him, every day; which was more than enough for Cas. Until he, like the flick of a switch, wasn't.
Now Cas was overanalyzing, and overthinking; why was Dean being so distant to him all of a sudden?
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this is a destiel au (alternative universe) with lots of sabriel on the side. there are no monsters, no demons, no angels, and especially no wendigos *audible wink* in this fanfiction. there are no deaths, no self harm, no triggers I know of, mild swearing, and no smut (except it's hinted). if there is anything that bothers you with this fic, please message me. also if you spot any mistakes or triggers, again, message me. if you would like to leave constructive criticism, please do because that will be very... constructive.
I don't know where the original photo from the cover is from, but if it's your edit then tell me and I will credit you or take it down (it's up to you). this story takes place in a fictional town called "Courtney" in California. HUGE thanks to @fcktheimagery who listened to me blab about this story for hours and helped me come up with awesome stuff, and proved to me that Bela isn't blond. I don't think I could've been as proud of this as I am if it wasn't for her. (go follow her)
[original title was overanalyze, overpack, overreact - destiel; but it was too long. now the title only remains like that on the cover]