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The way the angels tongue had you in your place- thighs pushed apart with large palms, strings of moans and breathy words that spilt from your mouth had him even more eager to please.

But when castiel brushed the tip of his tongue to your clit, kitten licks pressed the sensitive spot which sent electricity from your head to your curling toes. The sensation had your hands find his hair, fingers starting to tangle in his brown strands.

He let out a low groan- one that sent vibrations through your clit- as your fingers tightened around his strands, Cas couldn’t help but roll his hips, grinding himself along the soft sheets beneath…

“Keep pulling… please.” He pleaded, eyes flicking to meet yours, lips wrapping your clit as he began to suck gently on it.

You called his name, squirming and grinding your pussy on his face- holding his head exactly where he needed to be. Cas could feel himself slipping to the edge of his own orgasm, his grinds getting more desperate, needy…

“I’m close- cas-“ you whined, pulling even harder, feeling his groan against you which in turn sent you over the edge - toes curling and back arching off the mattress, fingers never relaxing their grip- and Cas was done for.

He came hard, hips jutting on the mattress as he rode himself through his high- slowing down his lips and tongue before sitting up, breathing deeply with his sticky, messy abdomen on display.

“Look what you do to me.” he whispered, breathing a soft laugh out as he watched you grin in satisfaction, sitting up to face him.

“Watching you come from that alone… I’d pay to see it again.” You smiled, your arms wrapping around his shoulders.

“You don’t- have to pay… what’re you talking about?” Cas cocked his head like he always did, the confusion imbedded in the crease between his eyebrows.