₊˚⊹♡ WET DREAMS & SATIN PANTIES: destiel smut oneshot (this is in the same au as my dean winchester vs. baby fever fic) ₊˚⊹♡
Dean was currently holding a box cutter while staring down into a box full of..panties.
What had possessed Dean to buy like ten satin panties in about every color of the damn rainbow but pastel..well Dean can blame Cas for it. Dream Cas that is.
Sure Dean maybe had contemplated buying himself satin panties before which was Rhonda Hurley fault but this..this was all Cas.
About two weeks ago Dean woke up having cum in his boxers from the most horny wet dream ever in his life.
Dean had never cum in his sleep before and had just sat in bed in shock. Cas had woken up to Dean staring at his crotch and…they got no sleep that rest of that night once Cas realized he made Dean cum in his sleep.
Dean hadn’t told Cas about the whole panty part of the dream..because well he decided that he was going to buy panties and then just surprise Cas wearing them. But now Dean was having second thoughts.
But the dream had been haunting Dean for the past two weeks. He was not gonna chicken out now. Especially not with the images the dream put in his head.
Cas pulling off the panties with his teeth.
Cas accidentally tearing them because he wanted them off immediately..
And.. now Dean has a wet spot on his boxers…
Dean sets the boxer cutters down on the night stand and stares at panties trying to decide what color he even wants to wear.
Dean finally takes them out of the box, setting them on his and Cas’s bed before taking out the tissues paper and breaking the box up.
After disposing of the tissue paper and the box in the recycle, Dean heads back to the stack of panties.
Staring at them the blue one catches his eyes.
It had been the first one he had put in his cart because it had reminded him of Cas’s eyes.
Dean tugs it out from the pile and rubs it between his finger tips.
The fabric is soft and kinda silky and would probably feel great against his tip right now that keeps rubbing against his boxer and leaking.
Dean sets the blue panties down and grabs the rest of the pile.
With the pile of panties Dean walks over to his underwear drawer and just shoves the pile in there for later.
Closing the drawer Dean heads back over to the blue satin panties.
Dean stares at them for a bit longer before taking a deep breath and taking off his jeans.
Sam and Eileen took Jack + Miracle on a mini vacation for the weekend so it’s just him and Cas.
Cas is outside gardening because apparently his angel enjoys gardening.
Also Cas has been insisting “You must eat fresh vegetables, Dean. You are getting old.”
But Dean wants to be ready for Cas whenever Cas comes back inside.
All sweaty and covered in dirt. His angel..
Dean sighs dreamily before shaking himself out of it. He’s acting like a horny lovesick teenager.
Once Dean’s jeans are off the bulge in his boxers is much more obvious and so is the wet patch he knew would be there.
Precum stains them and Dean can’t help but think about what the blue satin will look like stained with his precum..or Cas’s cum.
Or maybe both..both is good.
Dean pulls down his boxers letting them drop to his ankles. And there it is. His dick precum beading from the tip and standing at attention.
Dean steps out his boxers and lets himself wrap a hand around himself.
Dean whimpers at the feeling and slowly painstakingly strokes himself. He won’t let himself cum until Cas makes him.
Dean whines at the feeling watching as he smears himself with precum.
Dean speeds up his pace moaning up a storm before stopping himself right before he can cum. He’s determined to save himself for Cas.
Dean doesn’t want to move his hand away but he does. Wiping his hand off on his shirt before pulling the shirt fully off.
Dean shivers now standing naked in his and Cas’s bedroom.
Dean grabs the blue satin panties and slowly puts them on. The second his sensitive tip feels the silky fabric he whines. It feels just as good as he thought it would.
Dean adjusts the panties and he is kinda spilling out from the sides, his dick tilted to the side inside them. Dean doesn’t bother fixing it.
Dean lays down on the bed and reaches over to grab the lube out of the nightstand drawer. Once Dean has the lube out he gets comfy and spreads himself out so he can reach his ass.
Pulling the panties to the side so his hole is on display Dean finally gets the lube ready. Dean gets lube on two of his fingers and teases himself rubbing and prodding at his own hole but not pushing in. His other hand holding the bottle of lube.
Dean finally pushes a finger in and fuck the stretch gets him every time. Dean gives himself a moment before moving his finger and deciding more lube is the better option.
After putting maybe a bit too much lube on his fingers he starts fingering himself trying not to be loud because he really wants to surprise Cas.
Dean starts slowly working his pace up until his wrist starts kinda cramping. His body liked to remind him of his age sometimes. But Dean just changes positions and it fixes it.
Dean eventually pushes in a second finger, scissorsing his two fingers inside himself and pushing in deeper to hit his prostate.
Dean whines the sounds he’s making on the verge of keening. Dean has no clue why he feels so sensitive and pent up. He and Cas have sex like every other day. They had sex a few days ago, right?
Dean sits there for a moment two fingers up his ass against his prostate and thinks for a moment..and wow.
He and Cas had only made out and grinded onto each other since the panty dream. Every time they tried to attempt to have any kind of sex either Sam or Jack or Miracle needed something. Dean loved them all but god damn Dean wanted to fuck or be fucked by his angel boyfriend. Was that so damn hard to ask?
That’s why the panties against his dick and his fingers against his prostate were making him leak and whine like a bunny in heat.
Before Dean could get out of his head and take advantage of the fingers brushing against his prostate the sound of Cas calling for Dean startles him. Dean pulls his fingers out immediately and whimpers at the loss.
Dean tries to lay more seductively on the bed but fails when he whines because his tip which was leaking the whole time he fingered himself brushes against the blue satin panties again. Dean adjusts himself upright in the panties and now his tip is sticking out the top of his..his ,well that‘s weird to say, panties.
Cas walks into the room a second later.
“Dean, you should come see the cucumb-”
Cas cuts himself off staring at Dean. In panties. On their bed. Dick leaking onto his stomach and down onto the waistband of said panties. In a blue almost the color of his eyes..
“Dean. Where did you get those from?”
Cas’s voice is strained and Dean can very clearly see the bulge in Cas’s pants and he smirks.
“Remember when I came in my sleep like two weeks ago?”
“Well it was a dream about you fucking me while I wearing satin panties. Well you actually ripped them off me. But I figured it would be a nice surprise. You like what you see, angel?”
“.....I do. We are absolutely fucking like rabbits like the saying goes. We have two days.”
Cas starts undoing the ties of his sweatshorts.
“Are you saying you wanna have non-stop sex for two days, Cas?”
“Not non-stop Dean. Just a lot.”
“Are you gonna rip my panties off me?”
Dean looks up at Cas through his lashes like the tease he can be.
Cas raises an eyebrow finally getting his pants off and making quick work of his boxers too.
Dean smirks seeing Cas’s dick. He needs it in himself immediately.
“I can’t possibly rip such nice panties, Dean. They’re such a pretty color on you and satin is expensive.”
Cas strips off his shirt as he walks over to the bed.
“Cas, are you going to hurry up and fuck me or what?”
“Maybe when you stop being such a brat and act like the good boy I know you are.”
Cas’s voice is growly in the way it drops whenever Dean is egging him on.
Dean whimpers because while he wasn’t called a good boy just the sound of it makes him so damn hard.
“Are you gonna stop talking back?”
Cas finally gets onto the bed hovering over Dean hand reaching to palm at Dean’s dick through his panties.
Dean whines at the feeling of Cas’s hands not caring about the dirt smudged on his fingertips. The panties can go in the wash. They have to go to the laundry.
“Yes, Cas. Can you please just fuck me? It’s been like two weeks, Cas. You have to want to fuck me just as much as I want you to”
Cas sighs before grabbing the lube bottle from where it had gotten tangled up in the sheets where Dean left it.
“You’re lucky this time, Dean. You just look so damn pretty and attractive and I know both of us are very pent up. So I’m fucking you don’t worry.”
Cas squeezes out some lube right onto his dick and strokes it up and down his cock groaning as he does.
Dean's eyes are trained on Cas’s cock as precum beads from the tip and lube gets smeared across his cock.
“Do you have more panties?”
Cas’s voice kind of a whine as he strokes himself faster.
“I do. In every damn color of the rainbow.”
“Well I have plenty of ideas for what we can do. I would love to suck you off with them just barely pulled off..We will definitely make use of them.”
Cas pulls Dean’s panties further to the side so he can see his hole.
“You got yourself ready, huh?”
Cas muses, pulling his hand off his cock to tease Dean’s hole.
“I did. I don’t need prep, Cas. I can take it now”
Cas mumbles as he slowly pushes in two fingers using the excess amount of lube already smeared on Dean’s ass checks and hole.
Dean moans pushing back on Cas’s fingers as he feels his hole clench around them.
“You are very stretched out and wet, Dean”
Cas scissors his fingers a bit in Dean before pushing them further and hitting Dean’s prostate.
Dean is already a mess moaning and a bit more and he might be cumming already. Like a teenager discovering his prostate for the first time.
Dean whines, eyes fluttering as he tries to not cum immediately that familiar heat pooling in his gut.
Cas pulls his fingers out and is quick to replace it with his tip already pushing it half in.
“Fuck. Cas, Cas. You can keep going. Just fuck me. Come on. I surprised you and I was on my best behavior all week. I’m a good boy”
Dean whimpers begging even though he doesn’t have to because he already feels fucked out.
Cas just hums and slowly sinks in Dean.
“You feel amazing as always, Dean.”
Cas bottoms out and just stays there one hand moving to hold one of Dean’s.
Dean squeezes Cas’s hand.
Cas still leans down to kiss Dean, his other hand being sneaky and creeping into Dean’s panties.
Dean moans as he feels a hand around his cock.
Cas mumbles stroking Dean’s dick.
Dean moans, shifting his hips to grind down on Cas.
Cas starts a pretty fast rhythm and as mind boggling as it always is keeps a pretty good rhythm stroking Dean’s cock in turn.
Dean moans, squeezing Cas’s hand harder.
Cas moans right back and all normal praise and dirty talk out the window. Both of them were way too pent up. They both just wanna cum.
Cas’s pace on Dean’s cock stops just holding him and Cas’s thrusts are sloppy.
“Cas, Cas. Kiss me while you cum.”
“Love you, Dean”
Cas whispers moans as he lowers himself to kiss Dean. His thrusts are sloppy and kinda slow.
They both cum while kissing and panting into each others mouth about a minute later from a fairly slow but deep fucking.
Cas stays in and presses his forehead against Dean as they both pant.
“I think I’m getting too old for this. My back hurts.”
“We can go take a bath together in the bathtub Jack convinced you to get for the guest bathroom.”
“Hmm, a nice warm bath with my angel. I like the sound of it.”
Maybe it it will just be a bath or maybe they’ll make out and then fuck. And then have to clean up after themself since Eileen loves using the bathtub. But they have two days.
Dean should really find Rhonda Hurley on Facebook and thank her. Or actually no that sounds insane. Hopefully she settled down with some nice guys.
Wet dreams and satin panties. Oh how Dean loves being a retired hunter with his ex-angel boyfriend. God Dean is so in love.
