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I loved the series and I'm bummed that it ended. It was such a good watch. I can't wait for season 3. But the womannuh ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ Dana and McKay TWO BAD BITCHESS AT THE SAME DAMN TIME !
Ughh these fine ass men, so many new writing opportunities ๐ฅ i need Abbot biblically. The filth that runs through my mind everytime I see- he needs the glawk glawk 3000. He'd definitely talk you through it.
A question would be what if we shifted to heaven. What would the all knowing god do? Does it know about shifting and infinite realities where it doesnโt exist?
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Ur riding Sam's abs is kind of similar to dollfacies....
i have checked. she does not have a Sam's version but a Dean one. and while i can see what you mean by similarities, that was coincidental. I promise you all work is my own and I have never and will never steal from other writers <3 i really like her texting series tho.
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thinking about riding Sam's abs. you're desperately humping against him, panties off leaving a slick trail from where your pussy drags again his hard abs.
your clit brushes against his skin, your hips rolling whilst you moan loudly in pleasure chasing after relief. Sam is leaning back against the headboard, heavy lidded eyes filled with lust fixed on you while his hands grip your hips tightly guiding your movements.
the dents between his abs catch your clit in the most delicious way causing you to whine, hole clenching around nothing. Sam leans up and takes your tits in his mouth causing you to arch into him while he sucks on one, nipple growing hard. your lips part in lust, head tipping back at the sensation. He gives the other one attention as well before biting along them, sharp stinging bites that have you grinding harder while dark marks of claim bloom across your tits.
you've already cum two times, with a loud cry of his name tits bouncing in his face. your juices run down his abdomen, pooling onto the bedsheets below.
he takes two fingers and swipes at the wetness gathered on his abs, slick stretching between his fingers in strings before he pops them in his mouth and his eyes flutter with a guttural groan leaving him.
authorโs note: ok so this is the final installment of whatever this โseriesโ thing was. tbh it was more of a rite of passage for me to feel comfortable enough posting on tumblr than anything else lol. iโll be posting more stuff now, like headcanons, drabbles, oneshots and etcโฆ i still have more text messages planned tho donโt worry! as always feel free to leave any comment/feedback/request! love yall! <3
author's note: i just LOVE text messages so much and the concept of bf!dean is just *insert cynthia erivo*. anywayssss, as always, feedback is very much welcome bc i looove to hear what ya'll have to say!!! i've been very busy lately w midterms but i'll survive and be back very soon. been working on some requests and some soldier boy stuff bc i miss my wife. hope you guys are doing fine... i love youuu
Thinking about affectionate delirious Sam during the trials ใปโโง
thinking about Sam who's delirious during the trials. he's pale, circles underneath his eyes, hair mussed yet staring up at you with a goofy grin. his eyes are filled with adoration as you desperately try to lead him to bed.
"you smell nice" he comments, one hand coming up to absentmindedly play with your hair.
"sammy come on -"
he giggles, burying his face in your hair "i love it when you say my name" he mumbles.
you share a look with Dean who only grin and step back, "your problem now" he says before disappearing to go look for clues about Metatron.
you glare after him, bastard
with a sigh you try to pull back to reason with Sam, "Sam-" you try again, "you're sick. you need sleep" you try to be stern. you really do but the way he's looking down at you melts your heart.
next thing you know, he's wrapping himself around you, clinging as he leads you two down the hall. you're basically carrying him as he leans over you, "only if you come with me" he pulls back and taps your nose, "boop"
you fight a smile, heart clenching at how adorable he's acting, wide brown eyes gazing at you like you're the only place he wants to be. his warm arms wrapped around your waist, holding you.
"sam" you try to sound stern but made no effort in moving out of his hold.
your tone makes him pout and you have to psychically look away, facade already melting. suddenly he starts peppering kisses over your face. forehead, cheek, nose with urgent aggression, "no wait, if i don't do this you'll leave me" he sounded so earnest, your heart broke a little.
he pulls back to look at you again, hands cupping your cheeks and squishing them slightly, "you know you're important to me right"
his eyes are glossy, pupils dilated. you said his name again, muffled as he squeezes your cheeks, "Sam-"
"you're like... really pretty" he tilts your face up towards the light to study you before wrapping his arms around you waist and pulling you into a tight embrace, your face now burying against his chest.
"sam, bed" you say, muffled letting out a giggle.
he hums in agreement yet makes no effort to move. he abruptly looks towards a shelving unit. a moment of silence.
"want to see me climb that?"
"no" shaking your head, you lead this affectionate and sleep deprived man to his hotel room
and when you finally make it to bed, he's quick to pull you down with him. arms around your body, your pulled in warm and snug against him. you let out a surprised laugh as he settles like a cat.
"sam i have to go help Dean-"
he mumbles something incoherently already dozing off. you sigh, defeated. hopeless. and start to stroke your fingers through his hair to which he smiles, content.
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summary: Castiel learns about squirting through porn, he decides to test his capability with a live demonstration.
cw : straight smut. squirting. multiple orgasms. praising. pussy eating. i cannot stress this enough, minors do not interact!!
a/n : been working on this for four days and it's finally readable, hope you enjoyed it <3 feel free to leave a comment if you want !! tagging @angel444riley
Days like this in the bunker never ceased to entertain you. especially when Castiel found Dean's laptop. you were going about your day having chosen to leave the room after Sam rambled on about lore for 30 minutes straight only to walk in on Castiel watching something on Dean's laptop.
it took you a minute to register as the sounds of slapping and moans filled the room. you stood there, blank expression and indescribable dissapointment as Castiel studied it very intently, as though he was attending a philosophical lecture.
"Cas" you spoke up with a sigh to which he stood abruptly, hands awkwardly by his sides, "... I've been looking for you" he replied, no emotion on his face despite the very obscene position the two people on screen were in.
you shook your head choosing to walk away, "sure you have, you've certainly been looking in the wrong place" you muttered while he scrambled after you, "i have a question"
you glanced over your shoulder, "about what Cas?" you responded, already preparing for whatever this man was about to utter.
"it's about the female anatomy"
you stopped in your steps and turned around to face him, "...yes?" you questioned, narrowing your eyes.
he cleared his throat, glancing down before meeting your eyes, "in that video, the pizza man was touching her and it appeared that this liquid shot out of her. Is that possible?" he inquired.
it took you a second, once again, to process his words. when you did, you flushed, heat rushing through your face. your throat suddenly felt dry as you stumbled over an answer, "you mean squirting?" you blurted.
his brows furrowed and tilted his head in that puppy like innocence he always had, "is that what you call it?" he contemplated this for a minute while you stood there, heart racing.
he then stepped forward into your space causing you to tense at the proximity. the intensity of his gaze caused heat to pool low in your belly, "so it wasn't fabricated?" his voice was low.
you once again gaped, trying to look anywhere but his dark stare, "i- i mean most of the porn is laid on thick for views but it is a real thing yes" you stammered, eyes wide as the musky scent of him filled your nostrils.
suddenly his eyes narrowed and you watched as he angled his head down and sniffed. your heart dropped in horror.
"your arousal..." he murmured, eyes glancing towards your parted lips, "i can smell it" he inhaled again.
his gaze darkened as you froze, mortified simultaneously feeling the slick gathering in your panties. his hands came up, settling on your hips and gently pushed you back against the wall causing you to let out a small gasp. the lust haze filling your brain almost let a moan slip at the contact of his big strong hands man handling you.
"i would like to try, if that's alright" he suggested, voice low with his own seduction.
the suggestion took you by complete surprise and you could only stare, baffled.
"I'm going to need your words sweet girl" he prompted, husky with a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
the shaky exhale and the tiny nod you gave him was all permission he needed before he took you by the waist and roughly guided to your bedroom. your heart raced with anticipation, a thrill shivered down your spine.
there was a flutter in your stomach as he closed the door behind him, click. he locked it and turned back to you. he approached slowly, that angel like innocence being replaced by a predatory hunger in his eyes.
you tensed again when he stopped in front of you, a low chuckle rumbled in his chest, "easy," he soothed and buried his nose in your neck, inhaling again.
he captured your lips in a kiss, hand cupping your cheeks as his thumbs rubbed coaxing circles before he gently laid you down on the bed so that your lower half was hanging off. you couldn't help the small whine that escaped when he kneeled in front of you.
god he looked divine, lidded eyes staring up at you dark and ravenous. hair that was going to be tousled soon no doubt as you needed something to hold onto. lips plump and swollen from the kiss. his warm hands stroked up your thighs, gripping them tightly and pulled you closer.
"what are your limitations?" he suddenly asked.
you blinked at him, "... what?"
"how many rounds can you handle?" he clarified.
you swallowed thickly, "yes" you answered without thought.
a humourous huff escaped him, "words baby"
"I don't mind" you replied more sure of yourself. he nodded, pleased with the answer and tugged your pants down in a smooth motion.
you startled slightly. you had forgotten for a moment how strong angels are. you didn't get a chance to react as he suddenly spread your thighs and buried his nose against your covered pussy, inhaling again, a low groan escaping him. his lips brushed the wet spot gathered there.
your head tilted back, lips parting, "Cas...please"
god, the need was too much. the ache in your cunt was begging to be relieved. he pulled back, the juices that had soaked through causing strings of slick to stretch from his lips. you moaned at the sight, one hand coming up to tug at his hair.
his hands tightened on your upper thighs at the sound of your moan, eyes flickering up briefly before tugging down your panties. wordlessly he stuffed them into the pocket of his trench coat. you watch as he positioned your legs over his shoulders and paused at the sight of your glistening pussy, as swollen and pink.
"already so wet" he remarked with reverence watching as slick pooled onto the sheets below.
without warning he swiped his tongue through your folds up towards your clit. you gasped in pleasure, falling back into the sheets in bliss. he pulled back momentarily with a groan of your name, "you taste divine" he said, awe filling his eyes.
he dove back in like a man starved, slurping up your juices obscenely while white hot pleasure weakened you, squirming beneath his hold. you cried out, "Cass...god" you breathed.
the rumble he let out sent vibrations through you, "god wouldn't be able to make you feel this way sweetheart" he teased before his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked.
you cry out again, the pleasure already building in your belly. your hands tangled in his hair, holding him in place as you whine.
you came suddenly with a loud call of his name. he made a low pleased sound in the back of his throat, tongue not slowing down as he coaxed you through it. you didn't get a chance to catch your breath as he slid two fingers into your sopping hole without warning. thick, filling you up so good.
you whimpered at the intrusion, only able to voice barley coherent words as he pumped them, lips working in unison as he continued to swirl your clit. the other hand splayed across your stomach, keeping you in place.
you came again, cum coating his chin as he hummed, "that's it" he murmured against your puffy clit. by this point your eyes were teary from overwhelm as his fingers hit that sweet spot inside of you. you clenched around him and he sucked a breath through his teeth at the feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his fingers.
he added a third finger, stretching you out. you writhed beneath him, "please...Cass please" you pleaded, for what you didn't know. you just knew you needed more.
his teeth grazed your sensitive bud and you flinched, back arching at the strange sensation causing his hand to knead your belly in response, soothing. he pulled back briefly, face flushed and his tongue darted out to flick your clit. kitten licks as he looked up at you, watching as your face scrunched in pleasure while you gushed around him.
wet obscene sounds filled the room, squelches which seemed to redden his cheeks as his eyes watched your expressions with fascination.
the coil in your belly snapped again, your vision going white and his lips wrapped around you again, sucking harshly. you're crying at this point, squirming helplessly against him with pleading.
"Cass... too much" you gasped but he knew you didn't really mean it.
his lips quirked again when your thighs squeezed around his head, tears streaming down your face and reduced to a babbling mess. he added a fourth finger and you moaned loudly at the stretch.
another strange pressure built in your belly and you tried to push him away, "Cass wait" you gasped but he didn't let up, this only encouraged him as his eyes lit up.
his lips sucked roughly, his fingers speeding up angling his wrists to hit your spot deeper, more relentlessly. your mouth fell open in a guttural whine and he blushed.
then the pressure snapped. for a moment you couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything as white clouded your vision. an unbearable climax as a clear white liquid forcing his fingers out, coating his chin, neck and chest while he watched with a grin, eyes wide with captivation.
your hands, tight in his hair finally loosened as you struggled to catch your breath. he slowly stood, lowering your sore thighs gently and you whined. he shushed you softly, leaning over and cupping your cheeks, "you were amazing" he praised causing you to giggle helplessly.
"next time we'll test how many times i can make you squirt"
your eyes widened, your heart skipping a beat in thrill and chuckled nervously while he stroked your cheeks, staring down with adoration.
thinking about Simon Riley who can't sleep without you. he'd wake up breathless from a nightmare, breath uneven. his fists clenched, that familiar military instinct to grab his firearm shooting pure adrenaline through his veins.
his mind is still stuck in that post dream state, mission still fresh in his mind as he scanned around in the darkness, eyes starting around the shadows for any sign of movement.
soft breathing beside him broke through his haze and he squinted, catching sight of your figure sleeping soundly next to him, calm and breathing.
safe he thought, reassuring - forcing himself to take a breath as he tried to calm down, the sound of his heartbeat loud in his ears.
you stirred, feeling the rustling of his unrest.
"si?" you mumbled sleepily, turning towards him. his eyes softened. even half asleep you were still attentive, still worried about him.
he was quick to wrap his arms around you, warm and strong around your body as he pulled you against him. the knot in his chest loosened at the contact of your body against his, the tension in his shoulders fading as he buried his face in your neck - breathing in your scent.
still here he thought, closing his eyes in relief.
"shh lovie, go back to sleep" he replied huskily, settling against you.
you relaxed back into his arms, resting your cheek against his broad chest as sleep took over you again.
other nights when he'd wake up without you, he'd panic. dread settling in as he grasped the sheets next to him, seeking out your presence only to find it empty. he'd sit up wide awake, alert only to exhale when he heard you moving around in the bathroom, light shining beneath the door.
when you'd come out and see his expression, the left over anxiety in his eyes you'd rush over, cupping his face and smiling when he melted in your hold.
"still here" you'd whisper, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
his eyes would close at the contact of your lips, shoulders dropping and he'd wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you down onto the bed. you'd giggle at the abrupt action to which he smiled, the sound erasing whatever post nightmare plagued him and grounding him in the sound.
with you in his embrace, right where you belonged, he'd drift slowly back into slumber. peacefully.
