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rewatching supernatural…AGAIN…
and bro i just LOVE dean. he’s such a fucking SOFTY. he just LOVES his family so much. i want to give him a hug and kiss on the forehead
#what is this 2017???#posting supernatural in 2024???#spn#supernatural#dean winchester#my love for supernatural will never fade
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#destiel meme news#destiel meme#news#united states#us news#us politics#joe biden#president biden#2024 presidential race#2024 elections#oh no#oh god oh fuck what now#2024 presidential election#i AM tagging this one#supernatural#and#destiel#i never put my posts in the main tags but i am this time because jesus fucking christ
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Little Cas midnight sketch from a few days ago
#cant believe im posting spn on main for the first time in the year of our lord 2024#my art#castiel#supernatural#spn fanart
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Trump survived. Here's what will happen.
Every media, news outlet will be showing this photo. Not of a convicted felon who was impeached, who summoned violent terrorists to the white house, who sexually assaulted many women, but of a survivor, a hero.
And Trump will win 2024. The Alt Right and his MAGA supporters will see this and be more motivated than ever to vote Trump. Centrists will see this and think "the left is so much more extreme than the right" and vote Trump. Fuck, even liberals, after seeing Bidens disastrous debate performance might vote trump. In their eyes, he's a survivor now, he's strong now, he's worthy now. If you don't believe me, wait and see the top comments of news articles, the Reddit posts, the twitter quote tweets.
It isn't if Trump wins, it's when Trump wins, Ukraine is Fucked. Palestine is extra Fucked. And of course, America is absolutely Fucked.
I don't like Biden, but Americans have to remember: you live in a two-party system.
It is Biden or Trump.
And I'd much much rather an old husk of a man that has done so much good for trans rights, social policies, and human rights in general, than Trump. Yes, Biden has sent aids to Israel. Do you think Trump won't do the same? Do you think Trump won't do worse?
"Vote for a third party, they're both awful" you might say. Come on, be realistic. This is about holding the line against fascism. It is going to be way WAY easier to change the system when you're up against milk toast Joe than an actual dictator. So,
For the love of god, vote Biden in Novermber.
#supernatural#donald trump#joe biden#2024 presidential election#us politics#destiel#im aware that posting on tumblr wont help much#but i felt like saying something. a stark warning perhaps#i get the celebrating and honestly i find it amusing too but this is such a critical moment to be serious and attentive#speak to your relatives if you can#or post this on other socials#you can even copy and paste this i dont care about credit#i just am very very afraid. trump winning is so much more than probable now
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Superwholock (+ guests) : Happy Birthday Doctor! - (2024)
"Hey, angel! Why are we even here? It's the fifth time we're celebrating the Doc's birthday this year! Being a time traveler, it doesn't even make sense anymore! He's so old, I'm sure he doesn't even remember how old he is anyway. And there are two of them today? Shall we celebrate this one's birthday too? How does this even WORK?
Can you behave for a minute? We are here because it's fun, because it's a great occasion to be together again, and because he's our FRIEND. We are enjoying ourselves!
Are we? I mean, is he going to regenerate and go PshHhiTt at the same time as the candles? *That* would be entertaining!"
#superwholock#good omens#supernatural#dr who#Sherlock#ineffable husbands#johnlock#Aziraphale#Crowley#Dean Winchester#Sam Winchester#Castiel#John Watson#sherlock holmes#myart#Yes this artwork was posted in the year of Our Lord 2024#And yes the tiny snake has a party hat
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is this anything at all
#supernatural#sam winchester#spn#supernatural fanart#sam winchester fanart#spn spoilers#< if a single soul on earth doesnt want season 1 of spn spoilered in. checks calendar. 2024#milosartstuff#sorry for making spn fanart of ur post op
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so… garthbenny endgame, huh?
#supernatural#spn#benny lafitte#garth fitzgerald iv#garth spn#dj qualls#ty olsson#garthbenny#bennygarth#spn fanart#supernatural fan art#werepire wedding#felt divinely inspired for todays warmup lol#sorry the first art i’ve posted here in so long is quick and silly#lexidoodledoo#2024
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yeah
#supernatural#russia#titanic#destiel#mark zuckerberg#oceangate#elon musk#news#destiel meme#my posts#100#200#300#400#500#1k#1.5k#2k#2.5k#3k#uspol#politics#election 2024#donald trump#misha collins#spn
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Scream Queen - Kathryn Newton
Requested by Anonymous
#horror#horror movies#horror movie#movie#movies#gifs#gif#horror gifs#horror gif#my gif post#my gif#my gifs#horror edit#horroredit#scream queen#screamqueen#kathryn newton#lisa frankenstein#the society 2019#freaky 2020#the society#gifset#freaky movie#abigail 2024#supernatural#paranormal activity 4#paranormal activity#supernatural season 10
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normal about them
#look I'm hip and with it guys (posting sabriel in 2024)#sabriel#sam winchester#gabriel spn#supernatural#spn#spn fanart#sam winchester fanart#spn gabriel#mine
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It's insane how Atomic Monsters is about parents protecting their child and refusing to let go until learning that it's for the better and most importantly that they have to respect their child's wish. And then parallel to it you have Chuck mocking Becky, refusing to let his characters be free, and being the absolute opposite of the parents who actually love their child and accept their child's agency... yeah, that's the good stuff
#thoughts#spn 15x04#spn#supernatural#cannot believe I am making posts about this in 2024#spn meta#I guess#meta
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Remember how in the earlier seasons (I forget which episode) Dean told Cas that humans lie all the time when they want something really bad and Cas was like “But why tho?” and Dean was just like “Cause that’s how you become President.” Like imagine Cas just taking that statement and rolling with it and now everytime he or someone else catches Dean in a lie, in his mind Cas is like “wow he’s getting really close to being President. I wonder how many more lies he has to tell before he qualifies.” And then one day the rest of TFW catches Dean in a big lie and Cas is just like “So are you President now… or????” and everyone else is just like “wtf????” while Dean blue screens into the distance.
#destiel#deancas#spn#supernatural#castiel#dean winchester#i have no idea what this is#crack#crack post#dean winchester for president#dean winchester 2024#dean: cas you’re like our brother#cas sensing this is bullshit: wow you must really want presidency#obsessed how in the early seasons dean just tells cas random shit that would probably make zero sense if you’re an angel#and how cas barely questions him further on it
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2024 Kinktober Masterlist
I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long year. College classes started up again this fall and I'm swamped with work. This is my list for Kinktober this year. I will do my best to keep up but anywho, I hope you enjoy!
Banners by @vase-of-lilies
Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️
Day 1: Deepthroating/Facesitting (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 2: Semi-Public Sex (Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader)🔥
Day 3: Knotting (Alpha!Jim Hopper x Assistant!Omega!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥
Day 4: Phone Sex (John Winchester x Hunter!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥
Day 5: Squirting (Obsessive!Perv!Billy Hargrove x Bimbo!Fem!Reader) 🔥
Day 6: Cuckolding (Shy!Jake Jensen x FemmeFatal!Fem!Reader x Franklin Clay) 🌙🔥
Day 7: Biting/Marking (Possessive!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 8: Morning Sex (CACW!Steve Rogers x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 9: Praise Kink (Insecure!Geralt of Rivia x Healer!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 10: Mommy Kink (Needy!Johnny Storm (CE) x Mommy!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥👿
Day 11: Caught (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🔥
Day 12: Sex Toys (Lawyer!Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 13: Virginity Kink (Professor!Logan Howlett x Virgin!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 14: Shotgunning (Needy!Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 15: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Steve Rogers x Princess!Fem!Reader) 🕸️🔥
Day 16: Spanking (Johnny Storm (CE) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 17: Breeding (Wolf-Hybrid!Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 18: Tittyfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-Sized!X-Men!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 19: Hate Sex (Erik Lehnsherr x X-Men!Fem!Reader) 👿🌙🔥
Day 20: Edging (Young!Logan Howlett (X-Men1) x Professor!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 21: Dub-con/Non-con (Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥
Day 22: Stripping (CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 23: Anal Sex (Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥
Day 24: Pegging (Brat!Wade Wilson x Mean!Dom!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 25: Lactation (Dad!Steve Rogers x Mom!Pregnant!Reader) 🌙🔥
Day 26: Age Difference (Older!Daryl Dixon (Alexandria Era) x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader)
Day 27: Gagging (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bimbo!Fem!Reader)
Day 28: DP in One Hole (CEO!Married!Stucky x Assistant!Fem!Reader)
Day 29: Gloryhole (Jim Hopper x Fem!Reader)
Day 30: Panty Raid/Panty Kink (Shy!Perv!Jake Jensen x Slight!Perv!Fem!Reader)
Day 31: Videoing (Camboy!Eddie Munson x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader)
#fanfic#fanfiction#fandom#marvel#alexandra posts#kinktober#marvel fic#marvel fandom#marvel fanfiction#2024 kinktober#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#steve rogers fanfiction#steve rogers fic#stranger things#stucky#supernatural#steve rogers x reader#bucky barnes x steve rogers#bucky barnes#bucky fanfic#bucky barnes x reader#geralt of rivia#geralt x reader#the witcher#logan howlett#logan x reader#wolverine#logan howlett smut
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DONT FORGET TO VOTE IN THE EU ELECTIONS!!!
#eu#eurovision#europe#čumblr#ik other countries have had elections for a while now but today they’re starting in Czechia so i remembered to make this post#also wooo I’m a first time voter and i can finally!! go and vote#eu influences more things than we realize#and the right wing extremism is everywhere rn#election 2024#politics#bbc sherlock#supernatural#doctor who#our flag means death#good omens
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next person who perpetuates the completely fabricated anti-adjacent fandom myth that "the writers" shot down queer dean and deancas interpretations of the text and "told us we were delusional" for seeing any of it is getting blasted directly into the boötes void
#hi yes it is 2024 and people are still doing this shit#i think i've been making some version of this post for over a decade at this point#and still nobody has shown me evidence of any of the 50+ credited writers of spn saying anything remotely similar to this#plenty of evidence of multiple writers talking positively on twitter/in podcast interviews/etc#not to mention the literal fucking text of the show that they wrote (and even more in the scripts)#but no let's all play fandom telephone and amplify baseless anti talking points as if they're facts for no fucking reason#wank adjacent#fandom problems#fandom: supernatural
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Day Thirteen: Stress Relief
Synopsis: Three and a half months of non-stop jobs back to back and Dean can feel the tension residing in his muscles. In every fiber of his being. Spa days don't work. A casual beer doesn't help to rid of this feeling. He needs someone to fuck the tension away. And he has his angel to do so.
Word Count: 3.3K
Pairing: Castiel / Dean Winchester
Warnings: Multiple orgasms. Oversensitive. Massages. Cum as lube. But also lube is used as well. Handcuffed. Anal sex. Masturbation. Hand job.
Note: Jesus christ we're already this far into october. where did the first two weeks go?
The angel blinks, brows furrowed and mouth slightly agape. He stares at Dean for a tad too long that the man groans with a hand swiping down his face. Embarrassment sinks heavily into his gut, causing Dean to advert his gaze down to the floor.
“Dean,” Castiel speaks firmly, “I’m not protesting,” he admits.
The hunter sits on the edge of the bed, fiddling with the blanket. He’s asked for similar stuff in the past, but this. This concerns Castiel more than it does anything else.
“I just wished you had told me before how stressed you were,” the angel admits. “Have you tried a spa day?”
“You know those don’t work!” Dean snaps. “They work for a day, but I wake up still feeling tense as ever!”
Cas just wishes he had noticed sooner. Or that Dean had spoken out sooner. Him and his brother have had job after job after job for the past three month and a half with little to no breaks in between. Yes, Dean has been doing this his entire life, but he’s admitted to Cas that he doesn’t go out to bars at all these days. No time to or he just doesn’t see the need to.
Dean’s a complicated man hence why the angel doesn’t care when the hunter goes out late at night. Or hooks up with someone on the side. He would hate to put a claim on a human soul. He’s been owned in the past himself and it sends a shiver down his spine. Uriel’s touch still lingers in some spots if he thinks about it too much.
But with moments like these that Dean does come to him, allows himself to move past his father’s words that spin around his mind that linger like an early morning fogs, Cas takes what he’s given. And he’ll gladly, in Dean’s words, fuck all the tension from him.
A firm hand pushes Dean back onto the bed with a thump. The tension in Dean’s room quickly melts away as fast as it came. The angel looks down to Dean through hooded lids, his blue gaze like steel. The usual colour is so much darker in the shadows of the room that it sends a chill down the hunter’s spine. He doesn’t move from the bed, staring up at the angel as he breathes evenly.
“Take your clothes off.”
The angel’s gruff spoken words cause a physical reaction from Dean. A shiver and a slight flinch of his hands, as if he was anticipating the order. He eagerly takes his flannel and shirt off, all without sitting back up off the bed. While Dean shuffles his pants off, Cas wonders over to his bedside table where he knows lube is stashed.
When Cas turns, Dean is stark naked on the bed. The fresh and yellowing bruises across his torso are hard to miss. There’s a dark purple circle on his ribcage that looks painful. Cas will have to heal that later.
Dean lazily strokes at himself, his head lolled to the side so that he can watch the angel. Cas smiles softly before it disappears. It truly hurts him to see Dean so battered up and bruised.
Cas asks a question as he comes back over to the bed. “How long as it been since someone else has touched you?”
Dean swallows thickly as his green eyes don’t dare drag away from the angel before him. He doesn’t answer, instead watching as Cas shuffles off his trench coat and taking off his tie. He doesn’t stop stroking himself and doesn’t quicken the pace. And the angel doesn’t seem phased at all. He even sits next to Dean on the edge of the bed, his clothes brushing up against his bare thigh.
“Hmm?” Cas hums.
“Around three months,” Dean finally answers.
A single dark brown is raised in Dean’s direction. “So, before you went on the first job?”
“Ye- nah!”
Dean pants out unexpectedly as a small dollop of lube is squeezed out onto the head of his dick. The cold contrast has him hissing but it’s quick to warm up on his hand.
“Don’t stop,” Cas says firmly, his voice blunt. “Keep going for me.”
In the past, Dean was a little taken a back by how pretty much the same the angel was in bed to his usual demeanour. Blunt, to the point and sort of a control freak. He doesn’t know what he expected despite his whole outlook on military men, big softies behind closed doors. Big on control outside of the bedroom but once with someone else, they just melt. They become as docile as a dog. Taking orders and obeying them without question. It’s just taken Dean a little too long to realize that that trope is best fit for him.
Not the angel that watches him idly with those blue eyes that are always so striking. Giving him a simple task so that he doesn’t think of the past couple of months.
“You should have let me come with you on your last job,” Cas admits.
“Too dangerous.”
Even hearing those words come form his own mouth, Dean knows they’re a lie. And by the furrowed brows that quickly turn his way tell him the angel didn’t buy it either. Not with his dick in hand.
“Too dangerous? Or didn’t want me in the way?”
Dean swallows thickly. This isn’t what he asked for. He didn’t want to think of the constant shit that he’s been through. He doesn’t realize he’s stopped stroking himself until Cas’s eyes venture down that way.
“Did I tell you to stop?” He asks.
“Look,” Dean starts. “I didn’t want you with bec- ah- AH!”
For the second time tonight, Dean is cut off by Cas. The angel wraps a firm hand around his dick and begins a quick pace. He smears his lube covered palm on the head of Dean’s cock before sliding it down the underside, to grip it firmly as he jerks back up and he repeats the notion multiple times.
Both of Dean’s hands fist into the blankets as he slams his head into the bed. His hips jerk upwards and it’s very hard to contain himself when Cas knows how to work him. He squeezes his eyes shut as his soft pants become erratic. There’s so much tension in his body that it doesn’t take long at all for him to tip over the edge.
He comes unexpectedly and he shakes violently as Cas continues to stroke his cock, pumping everything out of him. He smears Dean’s cum onto his dick, making a mess out of the hunter. Dean looks through bleary eyes, swallowing thickly as he tries to collect some air in his lungs again.
“Cas I-“ He swallows again, trying to find his words, “I need more. Don’t stop.”
At that, a small smile creeps upon the angel’s face. As if ecstatic to keep going. That Dean is asking him.
Cas’s filthy hand venture down past Dean’s balls to his ass. The hunter’s breath hitches as a single finger slides in with a little friction. It has been a while since he’s done this with anyone that each by pass of the angel’s touch is like electricity. He’s still coming down from his orgasm, but he shuffles his legs further apart as Cas strokes slowly, thrusting in and out and making sure that the pad of his finger curls into that delicate spot every time. The hunter shivers, his breath hitching at every prod at his prostate. He knows Dean. Inside and out.
After a while of teasing, a second is added and a third not too long after that. Dean digs his palms into his face as he arches his back off the bed. He tries to control the noises that unwantingly come from his throat, but he can’t stop himself. But it isn’t enough. It isn’t scratching that itch for him and it’s going to drive him nuts if Cas doesn’t fuck him right this instant.
“Come on, Cas,” Dean groans into his hands.
At that, a deep chuckle comes from the angel that had Dean’s heart beating all the faster. The fingers leave him but they venture up and give his balls a gentle squeeze. Dean grinds his teeth as he groans, exhaling shakily. The bed moves as Cas stands, his warm touch leaving the hunter. Bringing his hands away from his face, he gets a full view of the angel’s naked back.
His face heats up quickly. He feels like some school girl that hasn’t ever seen a boy naked before. But wouldn’t that be true? Dean ever rarely gets to see the tanned skin hiding under all those fancy layers the angel wears. He feels his mouth go dry as the belt and the pants are the next to be removed. Dean lets his eyes roam to every toned muscle the angel is letting him look upon. The almost, angelic moment doesn’t last long as Cas loops his belt once on itself and Dean is quick to realize what’s going to happen next.
“Hold out your hands.”
Dean complies silently to Cas’s gruff words. He holds his hands out together so that the angel can easily loop his belt around his wrists. He tightens it as tight as it can go, knowing damn well that Dean will twist out of them if he wants to. Once done, he pushes his wrists above his head so that Dean’s body lay outstretched before him. A beautiful sight.
Cas can’t resist to let his hands roam down Dean’s scarred chest. His thumbs dig into his pecs, feeling just how tense they are. He kneads and earns himself painful hisses from the hunter below him as he runs his knuckles into the muscle. But Dean doesn’t stop him. He becomes breathless as Cas moves down to his torso, doing the same that he did to his pecs. Massaging and driving his knuckles and fingers into tense muscle, easing out the knots that are bundled up. He avoids the dark bruise on his ribs, not wanting to harm Dean any more than he’s been put through. Cas would hate to feel his back.
The angel is well aware that he could heal Dean’s muscles. Heal everything so that the hunter feels brand new. Refreshed. But it’s the process that Dean needs. The hours out of his day to let someone touch him. Feel the warmth of someone else’s tender touch caressing away the tension that resides in his fibre. That seeps into his bones. He needs someone to grind it away until he’s nothing but dust.
The angel moves down to his thighs and does the same. Dean shakes and groans, throwing his head back into the bed. He clenches and unclenches his fists where they sit as Cas’s knuckles run down his inner thigh. He tries to shake the angel off by just how unbearable it is to dig a knot out, but Cas holds him with an iron grip. He trembles, but doesn’t dare kick the angel away. It hurts, it hurts so bad when Cas drags his thumb over a certain spot but it feels so good.
“I really should have come with you,” Cas comments.
“It’s fine.”
Only by sheer force is Dean able to grit words out through grinded teeth. He knows damn well he should’ve brought Cas along for the ride on the most recent one. It would have made things go a lot smoother and a damn lot less stressful when his little brother is being hanged upside down by his foot with five witches poking at him with sticks. It was a mess. The entire job was a mess, and it had left Dean drained. He just really hopes that Sam doesn’t come looking for him because he really needs this. By God, does he need this.
After Cas deems the second leg done, it’s only then that he touches Dean’s soft cock. The hunter hisses, jerking away at how sensitive he is but all in the same thought, he wants Cas to touch him harder, firmer. And the angel does just that. He jerks Dean’s messy cock to full attention again before he touches his own. He wipes Dean’s cum and the lube over his cock and by God, the hunter can’t look away. He’s never been one to let things get messy but right now it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.
Cas drizzles a little more lube on Dean’s puckered hole before resting the head of his cock against it. He isn’t gentle when he pushes in, not like he was with all that massaging crap before. He pushes almost half of his cock in before pulling out slowly to only sink further in the second time round. Dean shakes and whines as Cas is quick to bottom out inside of him. Balls flush to his ass and all six inches inside, Dean feels every bit.
He pants in time to Cas’s thrusts, quickly finding pleasure in the abuse that the angel is giving him. But it’s what he wanted. What he asked of the angel beforehand. It’s what caused the five-hundred-mile stare from said angel and nearly caused him to fall into cardiac arrest.
He pants loudly, keeping his hands above his head as Cas had silently requested. He really hopes that Sam isn’t on this side of the bunker because the noises that are coming from him are borderline whore-ish. Trembling with each thrust, Cas brings Dean’s hips back to his with a firm grip on his waist. The wet clap is overpowered by Dean’s breathless moans that have a shiver running down the angel’s back.
Deam brings his cuffed hands in front of him suddenly, to try and curl in on himself as he nears another orgasm. But a hand is quick to grab at the belt to pull Dean’s arms up over his head, startling him a bit. Cas doesn’t stop his brutal pace, pulling and pushing a thigh so that Dean’s knee is nearly touching his chest. The new angle has the hunter grunting and panting with each thrust, his eyes squeezed shut as he teeters at the edge of his second orgasm. He can already tell that this one is going to be painful.
It’s Cas leaning down and engulfing his lips in a wet kiss that has him coming for the second time that night. He gasps into the kiss and the angel delves in deeper, his tongue venturing into Dean’s mouth. He shakes and trembles in Cas’s touch, every nerve feeling like it’s on fire. He wraps his legs around the angel’s waist to hold him closer to him. He continues to keep a slowly, shallow pace that drives Dean insane. His brain feels like mush but… it’s still not enough.
Dean kisses back breathlessly, trying to capture air back into his lungs. He hooks a foot into the front of Cas’s waist after two failed attempts, his limps feeling like jelly. He pushes Cas away and the angel is easy to do so with no protest. He looks down at Dean with furrowed brows. He expects the hunter to call it quits. Enough is enough for tonight. But Dean flips himself over, face in the bedding with his cuffed hands above his head and his ass in the air.
“Don’t stop,” Dean’s voice comes muffled from the blanket. “I just- Cas, I need you to keep-“ He exhales shakily, still coming down from his second high.
Cas reaches out and massages Dean’s right cheek. The hunter flinches, groaning into the bed.
“I’ll keep going until you ask me to stop,” Cas says as his hands venture up and down Dean’s back. He does the same as he did with the hunter’s front, massaging and digging his knuckles into the knotted muscle. He does this until Dean is breathing heavily into the bed, body shaking with every touch. The angel can’t see, but there’s tears dampening the sheets under the hunter’s face.
The angel re-enters Dean slowly as he continues massaging the hunter’s scarred body. He’s slow and gentle, keeping his pace even as he does so.
A while goes by before Dean orders him to pick up the pace, his voice muffled in the blankets. He drags his hands underneath him, the blood circulation being cut off with how he was angled. He shudders a breath as Cas does as he’s asked, holding onto Dean’s waist as he fucks into him harder. A groan is punched out of Dean with each thrust that’s muffled by the blankets. He becomes a limp mess, the only thing holding him up being Cas’s tight hold on him.
He shakes and moans, panting and whining with each sensitive and painful thrust from Cas. It hurts. Everything burns from being used for far too long. But he just needs a little more. He doesn’t need another orgasm. He doesn’t crave it. Just the act itself of the pain and pleasure, of being used, is enough to melt his brain. He needs all thoughts to be jumbled. He doesn’t want to think.
The angel suddenly tremors, his breath hitching in his throat as he thrusts in deeply. He comes silently, the only noise being the heavy panting and breathing coming from the angel. Dean groans as Cas fucks himself through his own orgasm, using his own cum to ease the burning friction. He doesn’t stop, despite feeling Dean shaking beneath him.
Dean turns his head so that he can peer at Cas from the corner of his eye. His head is bowed, hair falling over his forehead as he concentrates on Dean. And only Dean. The hunter grinds his teeth at the thought, burying his face into the bedding once more.
He lets Cas use him until Dean can’t take it anymore. Until everything burns and until a third, dry orgasm is ripped from Dean that shakes his body. Everything becomes too much. His cock hurts and each movement from Cas is like sand paper.
“St- nah, stop.”
Dean voice is all but a whisper, but Cas hears it all the same. The angel stops instantly, letting Dean fall onto the bed with a shaky exhale coming from the hunter.
Cas is quick to reach under Dean and unbuckle his belt from his wrists, throwing it aside without a second thought. He flips Dean onto his side gently, looking the hunter over with thin lips. Bleary, hazy green eyes stare back at him before a cocky grin comes across his face. It’s faint, but it’s there. One that has Cas returning.
“Would you like me to heal you?” Cas asks softly, his voice still gruff and deep.
Dean swallows thickly, licking his dry lips. “Lemme just lay here for a bit.”
Cas nods before wandering off. Dean closes his eyes shut, concentrating on his breathing. He can’t think of anything. His body shakes and everything is oh so sensitive, but it’s probably the best he’s felt in months. He doesn’t even think he can stand let alone sit up right now. Doesn’t even feel like he can raise an arm, nor does he even want to. He’s lost track of time and damn be if Sam has been looking for him. He just needs a good nap after this now. He feels like he could sleep for days.
The bed dips again and Dean hisses softly as a cold, damp face cloth begins to clean him up. He lets Cas do his thing, not even bothering to open his eyes to look at him. When he feels the angel leave the bed, a sudden strike of panic washes over him.
“Stay,” he all but mumbles out, or may as well whined by the way his own voice sounded in his ears.
The bed dips again and a calloused hand runs down over his side, ghosting over the purple bruise. “Are you sure?”
Dean’s features furrow deeply. He reaches out blindly and grabs onto Cas’s knee. “I said stay,” he grumbles out.
He hears the angel chuckle softly. “Okay.”
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