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the hunt had been going on for a week and all you wanted to do was hit the road and head straight to the bunker--to your own room and shower. on the other hand, you also wanted to hit it off with some chick at the club and hope that things lead to the bedroom. or the back alley. yet, seeing as dean made no move to beat you to a nearby club this time, you ultimately decide on the latter. "alright, i'm heading out."

but before anyone could ask where and why, you take the keys from one of the motel's beds and slip into the impala. you breathe a sigh of relief when nobody made a move to follow you out. pulling out of the driveway before they did, you remember seeing a club downtown--a mental note you made to yourself if you needed some stress relief.

"where are you headed?"

a deep voice next to you asks, scaring you enough to swerve onto the nearest dumpster just as you're about to pull up into the parking lot. "sweet jesus!" you sigh, clutching your heart dramatically. "you can't.. just appear out of nowhere, cass." you deadpan towards him before glancing back at the road to park properly. "how many times do we have to go through this?" you grumble as he's apologizing.

"i'm gonna pick up a hot chick and hopefully, not get anymore heart attacks this week." you say, straightening out your leather jacket. walking into the club, you immediately head to the bar, expecting he fly back to dean. "why are you still here?" you ask, crossing your arms. "don't tell me dean told you to follow me." you quickly say, holding up a finger before taking a sip of the drink the bartender slides you.

"no, i.. wasn't.. ordered..?" you roll your eyes at his confusion, watching him trail off. the words slip from your lips before you could stop them, "because it's always dean this and dean that with you, cass." you quickly feign a cough before he could muster out a question. "i mean- no, just.. you two.. you two and your profound bond--like brothers." you give him a tight smile, suddenly finding your drink more interesting.

"i see.." you hum at his response, looking around at anywhere else but him. your eyes dance around the crowded room, your motive for your earlier objective suddenly strengthening as your thoughts are clouded with jealousy. the thought of castiel being focused on dean more than you leaves a bad taste on your tounge. closing your eyes to distract yourself--you fail to notice the flashcards he's been looking at.

when you open your eyes, you're blessed with a pretty blonde sitting beside you and flashing you a smile. just what you needed. "hey, sweetheart." you're quick to smirk at her, leaving castiel to watch as you lean closer. "you seem.. frustrated." she chirps, her blue eyes looking at you curiously. "you have no idea. been a long week, is all." you chuckle, looking back to see if the angel dissappeared-- only to be met with his eyes already staring back at you.

"cass, if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous." you chuckle as you nod to the blonde hanging off your arm-- her name slips off her lips, and you make no move to catch it. you didn't want to. "i.. have nothing to be jealous of." he says, triggering a laugh from you.

"if you wanted to get a girl cass," you smirk, watching as the blonde orders another drink. "then you should've just told me, would've helped you." but you pause when he's smiling too. raising an eyebrow, you're quick to jab. "what's got you smiling like that?"

"it's just.. your laugh." "my laugh? don't tell me it's weird." "no i really like it.. it always makes me laugh too."

you pause at that, giving him an incredulous look. "my laugh.. makes you laugh?" you chuckle awkwardly, feeling your heart skip a beat. the blonde next to you standing up to leave, murmuring something about a gay couple. and you sigh. "i- okay- nevermind that, you're scaring off the women."

"i mean it. um.. it's beautiful-- y'know-- your laugh, i mean. it's contagious."

"are you trying to flirt with me?" "no.. this isn't right.." he stammered, making you roll your eyes playfully.

"oh, really?" "i'm.. supposed to have you blushing." your smirk grows wider at that. "it's working. where are you reading it from?" you lean closer to search his body, making him blush and stammer as he pockets the flashcards.

"c'mon cass, where 're you hiding them?" you murmur, "wanna see what else you prepared." "no, dean says you're not supposed.. to see.. them." "c'mon, i already know about them."

"fine.. i.. okay.." he whines as your left hand wanders toward his belt, your right taking the flashcards. "d'you have them memorized?" "mhm."

"i thought you had them memorized!" you say, you force his head further down onto the leather couch--having dragged him outside and into the car again. "c'mon, read them to daddy." you coo, your hand leaving his head and wandering down to find his clit, pressing it and pinching it gently.

"i.. ugh.. unnh.. 'm sorry.. i can't remember anymore, d-daddy." he sniffles, voice cracking as you finally slip both of your fingers inside his aching pussy. "you said you did," you hum, watching his body shake with pleasure. "but i guess my boy's too cockhungry to think now, is he?" you watch him nod, his hips riding your fingers eagerly.

"let me give you something better." you smirk, spreading his thighs as you pull your other hand back--emitting a whine from him. "daddy's gonna give you something better." "i.. still don't see why i have to call you-" liiickkk. "daddy." slurp.

he tries looking back from his position, only for you to back him up until his cheek was pressed into the leather. you give his dripping hole kitten licks, before plunging your tongue in between his folds--one of your hands playing with his clit.

he keeps whining and drooling, moving his hips to the rhythm of your tongue. it would annoy you, but his eagerness is turning you on right now. "can't believe.." kiss. "an angel is gettin'-" slurp! "his.. pussy ate out.." lick. "in the backseat!" you coo, spreading his ass cheeks wider.

"burning.. sensation..! feeling so weird down there- i-" a sudden gush of juices cover your tongue and drip down your chin, the mess making you smile as you lap it up quickly--swatting his cheeks to produce more.

"tasty." you pull back, letting him sit down properly. "i'll fuck you proper on a bed," you deadpan. "for now.. c'mere and sit on my lap, pretty." you say, hoisting him up and towards you. "did that feel good?" you ask, wiping off the drool from his mouth as your other hand starts tracing circles onto his hip. he was beautiful, even if this was technically not his body, his fucked out face makes you smirk in victory. you chuckle softly seeing as all you get is a nod and a smile. a pregnant pause. "did you mean it?" he tilts his head at you. "when you said my laugh made you laugh too." "of course." you smile again.

"y'know, i'm not going to let that go."

"of course i know."

"good, 'cause i'll keep laughing and giggling or whatever, if it makes you smile more." you press a kiss to the side of his mouth, bring your hand up to his cheek. "okay.. noted."

a/n 2 : im cringinh at the smut pls tell me comment orim gonna cry and delete THIS ID MY FIRSYIME OKAY STOP JUDGING ME IM CRHING IM CYRIRIIGNNG FJAOAKSBFFJKSMSBDBFVFISKSNS

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