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mrstottenThis is for big_heart_june’s birthday. Don’t want to give too much away, but it is basically, Dean/Castiel, PWP.
Happy Birthday Juney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Title : Kinks
Author :mrstotten
Rating : NC-17
Words : 700
Disclaimer : Nothing is mine, borrowing everything
Notes: Dean/Castiel PWP, unbetad, just porn, with no redeeming qualities of plot or character development.
“I said no Dean,” Castiel stated firmly. Or what he liked to believe was firmly. His voice had hitched slightly on Dean’s name, but that was hardly surprising given that Dean was currently licking and kissing a slow wet path down his neck.
“Oh come on,” Dean wheedled, his voice low and insistent. “Just this once?” He pleaded, smiling wickedly at the sharp hiss that escaped Castiel’s lips, as Dean’s teeth nibbled lightly at his collarbone, before heading down his chest.
Castiel’s head swam, as Dean’s mouth, tongue and teeth carried on their exploration. His breathing quickening as Dean’s tongue, slowly, licked up the length of his cock, before engulfing his cock fully in warm, wet heat.
Castiel groaned loudly, as he bucked his hips forward, feeling his cock slide down further into Dean’s mouth.
He buried his fingers in Dean’s hair, pulling and tugging, his mouth muttering nonsensical words, as Dean hollowed out his cheeks, sucking and licking until Castiel felt his head was going to explode.
It took several minutes for his brain to realise Dean had stopped. Castiel looked down to find Dean looking up at him, his smile wicked and amused.
Castiel’s cock twitched painfully, as Dean started to lick the tip, his hot breath teasing as he slowly suckled.
“Dean, please,” Castiel groaned, his hips bucking uselessly as he tried to make Dean take the rest of his length back into his mouth.
“Uh uh,” Dean replied teasingly. His hands holding Castiel’s hips firmly to the bed, as they continued to buck forward.
“You know what I want,” he stated, before going back to work, his tongue, flicking over the head of Castiel’s cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure shooting through him.
“You don’t even know what I’m saying,” Castiel complained, biting back a whimper as Dean sucked on the tip of his cock hard, before releasing with a lewd pop.
Dean looked up as Castiel, the grin on his face showing just how much he was enjoying this.
“I don’t care,” he replied. “I just wanna hear you say it”
Castiel threw his head back, groaning as Dean continued his teasing.
Burying his fingers in Dean’s hair, he gave up and started groaning out the words Dean wanted to hear.
“Pro diligo of totus , commodo , commodo”
Castiel’s voice broke, as Dean’s mouth closed over his cock once more. He continued his muttering, unsure anymore himself what he was saying, just knowing that he didn’t want Dean to stop. Ever.
As Castiel’s release washed over him, his vision blurred. The words now falling from his lips, were familiar to both him and Dean now, in any language.
“EGO diligo vos.”
It took several minutes for Castiel’s breathing to slow and return to normal, it never ceased to amaze him, the reaction, the response, this man could coax from him.
He turned onto his side as Dean settled back next to him, his mouth kissing Castiel’s shoulder, then neck before moving up to his mouth,
“See that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Dean asked with a smile.
Castiel smiled back, wondering, not for the first time, how this man had come to mean so much to him, in such a short time.
A year was no time at all in the space of several millennia. But Castiel now had a hard time remembering a time before Dean Winchester.
“First wings, and now latin?” Castiel queried with a soft smile.
“Kinks, Cas,” Dean answered with a grin. “They’re called kinks. Anyway, what’s the point of dating a freaking angel, if you don’t get to play with his wings and hear him talk dirty in Latin from time to time”
“I was not talking dirty,” Castiel replied.
Dean grinned as he slowly palmed his hand over Castiel’s cock, his grin widening at the quick response.
“You were in my ears,” Dean replied wickedly. “Now about the wings.”
Loosely translated
“Pro diligo of totus , commodo , commodo” = for the love of all, please, please.
And
“EGO diligo vos” = I love you
According to the online translator, if it is wrong, please don’t shoot me, I meant no harm, just wanted to fulfil Juney’s latin kink.
big_heart_june’s birthday. Don’t want to give too much away, but it is basically, Dean/Castiel, PWP.Happy Birthday Juney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Title : Kinks
Author :
mrstottenRating : NC-17
Words : 700
Disclaimer : Nothing is mine, borrowing everything
Notes: Dean/Castiel PWP, unbetad, just porn, with no redeeming qualities of plot or character development.
“I said no Dean,” Castiel stated firmly. Or what he liked to believe was firmly. His voice had hitched slightly on Dean’s name, but that was hardly surprising given that Dean was currently licking and kissing a slow wet path down his neck.
“Oh come on,” Dean wheedled, his voice low and insistent. “Just this once?” He pleaded, smiling wickedly at the sharp hiss that escaped Castiel’s lips, as Dean’s teeth nibbled lightly at his collarbone, before heading down his chest.
Castiel’s head swam, as Dean’s mouth, tongue and teeth carried on their exploration. His breathing quickening as Dean’s tongue, slowly, licked up the length of his cock, before engulfing his cock fully in warm, wet heat.
Castiel groaned loudly, as he bucked his hips forward, feeling his cock slide down further into Dean’s mouth.
He buried his fingers in Dean’s hair, pulling and tugging, his mouth muttering nonsensical words, as Dean hollowed out his cheeks, sucking and licking until Castiel felt his head was going to explode.
It took several minutes for his brain to realise Dean had stopped. Castiel looked down to find Dean looking up at him, his smile wicked and amused.
Castiel’s cock twitched painfully, as Dean started to lick the tip, his hot breath teasing as he slowly suckled.
“Dean, please,” Castiel groaned, his hips bucking uselessly as he tried to make Dean take the rest of his length back into his mouth.
“Uh uh,” Dean replied teasingly. His hands holding Castiel’s hips firmly to the bed, as they continued to buck forward.
“You know what I want,” he stated, before going back to work, his tongue, flicking over the head of Castiel’s cock, sending shockwaves of pleasure shooting through him.
“You don’t even know what I’m saying,” Castiel complained, biting back a whimper as Dean sucked on the tip of his cock hard, before releasing with a lewd pop.
Dean looked up as Castiel, the grin on his face showing just how much he was enjoying this.
“I don’t care,” he replied. “I just wanna hear you say it”
Castiel threw his head back, groaning as Dean continued his teasing.
Burying his fingers in Dean’s hair, he gave up and started groaning out the words Dean wanted to hear.
“Pro diligo of totus , commodo , commodo”
Castiel’s voice broke, as Dean’s mouth closed over his cock once more. He continued his muttering, unsure anymore himself what he was saying, just knowing that he didn’t want Dean to stop. Ever.
As Castiel’s release washed over him, his vision blurred. The words now falling from his lips, were familiar to both him and Dean now, in any language.
“EGO diligo vos.”
It took several minutes for Castiel’s breathing to slow and return to normal, it never ceased to amaze him, the reaction, the response, this man could coax from him.
He turned onto his side as Dean settled back next to him, his mouth kissing Castiel’s shoulder, then neck before moving up to his mouth,
“See that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Dean asked with a smile.
Castiel smiled back, wondering, not for the first time, how this man had come to mean so much to him, in such a short time.
A year was no time at all in the space of several millennia. But Castiel now had a hard time remembering a time before Dean Winchester.
“First wings, and now latin?” Castiel queried with a soft smile.
“Kinks, Cas,” Dean answered with a grin. “They’re called kinks. Anyway, what’s the point of dating a freaking angel, if you don’t get to play with his wings and hear him talk dirty in Latin from time to time”
“I was not talking dirty,” Castiel replied.
Dean grinned as he slowly palmed his hand over Castiel’s cock, his grin widening at the quick response.
“You were in my ears,” Dean replied wickedly. “Now about the wings.”
Loosely translated
“Pro diligo of totus , commodo , commodo” = for the love of all, please, please.
And
“EGO diligo vos” = I love you
According to the online translator, if it is wrong, please don’t shoot me, I meant no harm, just wanted to fulfil Juney’s latin kink.
