For day one of Restraintstiel, my offering is a little Call Him Alpha timestamp: Brought to Heel.
Castiel is going into rut again, but this time he doesn't have to worry about being murdered by the mob, and he has a loving (if not a little demanding) partner...
Dean presses the box into Castiel’s hand. “Open your gift first.”
Castiel does so. It’s… a collar. Thick black leather on a gold ring. It’s simple. Gorgeous. Castiel lifts it up delicately and unfastens it. “It’s going to look beautiful on you, Dean,” he breathes.
Dean laughs. “It’s not for me, moron.” He plucks the collar from Castiel and dips his head down to kiss Castiel’s neck. “It’s for you.”
Castiel lets Dean tilt his chin up, and Dean bites down lightly on his pulse point and then brings the leather collar around Castiel’s neck. The metal ring is cool as it settles against his Adam’s apple, but the leather feels like it's exactly the same temperature as his skin. Dean secures it snugly and Castiel swallows, feeling the way the thick leather strap shifts around his throat as he does.
“Do you like it?” Dean asks, like he already knows the answer.
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