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Somewhere Castiel:

This is from my A/B/O WIP Chapter 10 (Spoilers)

***NSFW***

Cas growled and pushed back. How did two Alphas fuck when they were mated? Dean rolled back as Cas took position over him and smiled. Actually, he was surprisingly okay with this.

“Fuck me.” He whispered into Cas’ ear and he shuddered.

The growl was low and sexy as all hell. Cas tore Dean’s t-shirt down the middle, the material ripped like paper under the Alpha's strength. Cas followed the tear with kisses and licked down his hard chest and abs. Oh, holy shit that was good. The jeans were next, damn he cursed in his mind, he'd liked those jeans. Cas hulked out on his own clothes and a mess of shredded material floated down to his carpeted floor.

Cas naked, his brain tried to process.

Cas was naked.

It was the most magnificent thing he’d ever seen in his life. The Alpha was all hard, toned, gorgeousness with tanned skin to finish. Dean's gaze was drawn down between sexy muscled legs and he salivated. Oh, gods, he wanted that inside his ass so bad. Desperation pulsed like a demon in his chest, he wanted Cas to take him.

The hard, throbbing cock hung inches from Cas’ stomach. What caught Dean's eye was the trickle of pre-cum leaking from the head, the urge to lick it was overwhelming. Dean wanted to drown in him, to be completely at Castiel mercy. The realisation was a pleasant shock. Cas kissed him like a slap into another dimension. It held a raw passion, one that took you and couldn’t be contained only channelled.

Cas wrapped himself around Dean. The closer they became, the more Dean knew something amazing was happening.

Cas’ cock rubbed against his and Dean whined, "Please, we can play another time. Just take me, I need you.”

He sounded like a pathetic little Omega and for a moment he wondered it would turn Cas off. Instead, it only seemed to make him harder. Growling, Cas leaned over the bed for his lube and then in a second his slick fingers were pushing at Dean's hole.

“Oh God’s Cas… fuck…” Dean groaned as a finger slid inside his tight hole.

Cas was kneeling between his thighs which were tense with need. Ocean blue eyes focused on Deans as he felt a second long, thick finger push at him.

“Relax gorgeous, anyone would think you hadn’t done this before.”

When Dean didn’t say anything Cas froze and pulled his fingers out slowly.

“Dean, please tell me you’ve been… that you’ve bottomed before.”

The ceiling became super interesting and he shrugged, “Does it matter?”

Cas growled but it ended up a whine, “Yes. Yes, it does matter you gorgeous, infuriating pain.”

“Cas if you don’t make love to me I swear I’ll explode, so do what you have to. Go slow, take your time I don't care but I need this.” Dean wrapped his hand firmly around Cas’ slowly softening cock, “-Inside me, now.”

As Cas’ eyes rolled back in his head he smiled softly, “Fine.”

Dean grinned and Cas returned it, “but you have to tell me if you need to stop okay?”

“Sure.”

“Dean” Cas growled.

“Cas”

“Dean!”

“Cas, fuck me… now.”

The Alphas control went out of the window and Dean’s felt Cas’ cock get hard again in his hand.

“Lie back.” Cas whispered, “I want to watch your face as I open you up.”

Dean shuddered, his toes curling with how amazing that sounded. Cas realised he liked the dirty talk.

As thick fingers pushed inside slowly Cas added, “I want to see every flicker of expression. I want to watch you as my fingers loosen your ass. I want to see you tremble as I slide my big, hard cock inside you.”

There were no words. No thoughts other than of Cas’ dick entering him, he’d never wanted anything so bad in his life. As his back arched from the comforter his entire body clenched including his ass. Cas moaned, biting his lower lip as he shuddered. Stroking his own cock, Cas teased his fingers over Dean’s. Bucking again, Dean growled, forcing past his teeth with a hiss. Fuck, just fuck.

Those gorgeous fingers worked him open and then a third slid in.

“Cas… oh …yes.”

“Can you feel this?” His love asked as he stroked something deep inside him. It must be what heaven felt like, yep he was pretty sure.

“Ahhh, oh fuck Cas… holy… gods.”

Cas grinned, “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Those fingers moved inside him slowly and Cas was honest about the watching. It was an examination of his face. Cas seemed to be memorising every moan and twitch as he moved inside Dean's ass.

A few minutes of Dean's pathetic whimpers and clenching hole was the limit of Cas' restraint. His hole gripped tight around Cas' fingers as he pulled out gradually. Dean watched with pained concentration as Cas lined his well lubricated with his entrance. Desperate, submissive noises escaped him and Cas shook then grabbed Dean’s cock.

“Please Dean, I won’t last if you keep making those noises… I can barely control myself.”

The words were breathless and pained in the best way.

Dean knew his eyes were a little wide and glassy with lust. It didn’t seem to help because Cas hissed and squeezed his dick. he’d never been so hard or ready to cum in his life. Cas growled and started to work his near purple, throbbing head inside Dean’s hole.

“Babe…. Oh, fuck…” Dean whispered as an inch slid in. Cas paused to let him adjust but Dean liked the uncomfortable pressure.

“More.”

Cas frowned and pushed in slowly.

“More…” he whimpered and Cas obliged slowly.

Dean became frustrated and looked up at his love, “Cas, I like it, I like the pain. Can’t you feel it?”

Cas was panting, the level of control to stop himself obeying his senses was immense. Sometimes their human side could be detrimental. Dean could feel it, he could feel a shadow of what Cas was feeling and it was insane.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

Dean smiled, “That's a lie, you know I want it. Now take what you want like an Alpha. You are still an Alpha right?”

That was both the best and worse thing he could have said.

A spike of hurt flowed through Cas and then anger. Once they passed, lust consumed his mate and need, need to take him. There was a need to own him like meat, like property. Dean could feel the power and smell Cas' want to take him. It was all wrapped in Cas’ naturally delicious scent and made him feel like every nerve was on fire.

Dean gasped as eight thick inches forced deep inside him in one smooth motion. Cas’ Alpha strength meant there was little to no resistance. Yeah, it hurt but the pleasure took the edge off. As Cas’ head rubbed over that magic bundle of nerves Dean came. He came all over his own stomach, begging and twitching for Cas to fuck him. The white sticky mess ran over his skin and Cas ran his finger in it.

Dean’s dick throbbed as he writhed his release. Bliss, pure bliss as Cas stilled inside him. Dean felt so full, so euphoric, his heart raced as he moaned Cas' name.

Cas released him and started to fuck his ass hard. The move was practised and firm. His love didn’t hesitate, he simply took him. The orgasm rolled through Dean's trembling form over and over as Cas took his pleasure out on Dean’s tight hole. Every inch was hot, hard bliss. Three rough strokes layer and Cas growled his release.

The following kiss was a desperate mash of skin and teeth as Cas bucked his pleasure into Dean. His hole clenched and milked the thick cock as his mate mumbled whining plea’s for it to never end.

We all need Jesus. I hope this is okay!

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Cas is giving his sermon, and he’s doing a good job. He mostly tries not to think about how, just behind the curtains behind him, he has a naked Dean waiting for him, face down on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, ass high in the air and stuffed full with a thick, vibrating plug. Cas had anointed him with holy oils for a good half hour before he slid the plug in between those beautiful smooth cheeks.

The remote is in Cas’s pocket, and he turns up intensity whenever he leads the congregation in a hymn, because no one will hear if Dean accidentally lets out any of those lovely little noises.

It’s something different each week. Last Sunday, Dean was decked out in lingerie and tied to a chair with his legs spread as far open as possible, a ball gag in his mouth. The week before that, Cas had spanked him until he cried, raw and smarting, and then sent him to sit in the front row for the full hour long service.

And that one time at Christmas, when Dean had waited for him until the end of Midnight mass, dressed up in a tiny, fur tripped Mrs. Santa skirt and high heels, his legs locked into a spreader bar as he bent over a high wooden bench, his ass full of anal beads and clad in white lace that was soaking with the come Cas had put there earlier in the afternoon. Had anyone peeked into the back of the church, they would have seen Dean there, completely wrecked and ready for the taking.

Cas was always thinking up lovely new things for his boy, and no one ever suspected a thing. They didn’t know that as soon as Cas was done with this sermon and had talked to all the parishioners, that he would go behind that curtain and fuck Dean bare, right there in the church while wearing his priest’s uniform, and fill his dirty boy up with come.

If he thought about it too much, he had to stand in front of the pulpit, hiding the bulge in his trousers.

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