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Neither of them knew how they got into this situation, bodies pressed up against one another, engulfed in heat and filled with the undeniable desire to devour each other.
Castiel cupped Dean's cheek, deep blue eyes lost in green, as if he were in a trance. Dean couldn't look away either. The sound of their heart beats filled the room like a drum, pounding simultaneously. Castiel's hand traced Dean's rough and stubbled chin before stopping at his plump bottom lip. It was a drastic change in texture from his coarse skin. Dean's gaze didn't waver as Castiel's digit tugged on it. Yet, hesitantly, he let him in. His fingers became enveloped in the warmth of his tongue and saliva. With half lidded eyes he let out a shaky breath, pushing his thumb deeper into the others wet cavern. The angel swallowed the lump in his throat where his grace was, his thoughts were beyond impure, this was blasphemy. His vessel was reacting in ways it had never before, heat welling up in his abdomen and his length aching for relief.
Dean's eyes traced over every feature on Castiel's face, his mouth slightly agape, eyes focused on the lower half of his face. He could feel his hand tremble as it moved up, wrapping around the others wrist. His thumb slid out, dragging down his bottom lip, connected with a string of saliva. Castiel finally looked up back into Dean's eyes. They stood for a moment, thoughts conflicting actions. It was wrong, but they wanted it. Dean's gaze trailed back down to Castiel's lips, mouth going dry with anticipation, his heart pattering at the thought. Castiel snaked a hand behind Dean's neck, he was warm, and into the ends of his hair. Their breathing picked up, the space between them closing in a matter of seconds. He kissed him. Hard. As if he was waiting for this moment since he was created, like it was his purpose. Each and every movement was desperate.
They stumbled back onto the brick walls of the bustling city, the harsh texture of it digging into Dean's shoulder blades. He was too caught up in the situation to pay it much mind. His hands fumbled to quickly undo their belts. Castiel peered down with an eager gaze and furrowed brows as he slipped them both out of their pants, holding their cocks in his calloused hand he spit down at it, working his wrist. Castiel's knees nearly buckled right then and there, the feeling almost too overwhelming for someone who's never experienced it before. His vessel seemed used to it, yet his grace boiled at the friction. The angel let out a pitiful whimper, Dean's eyes darted up in surprise meeting Castiel’s lustful gaze, heat crept up his cheeks and ears. It made him feel something.
A mixture of disgust and satisfaction. Pleased he made Castiel sound that way, disgusted that he was partaking in such a perverted act with an angel of the lord, a man at that. A sour taste formed in the back of his throat when Castiel buried his face into the crook of his neck, body twitching with profound pleasure. He slid his hands up Dean's shirt, catching on his chest and tracing down his waist as his hips bucked up into the other man's fist. Dean shivered, tingles following every touch Castiel feathered onto his torso almost skillfully. He could feel himself slipping into the pleasure, leaving every moral behind.
The blue-eyed angel lifted his head, cheeks flushed as he kissed and bit up his neck and jawline, hands exploring the other's being as much as he could, worshiping him. Dean eagerly accepted, breath hitching at every graze. He felt like a virgin again, being taken for the first time.
The alleyway filled with the sound of their breaths as they rutted up against each other like bitches in heat, gripping onto one another's clothing and disheveled hair as they devoured each other in that alley, in public. It was raw and shameless. The noises they made were downright porn worthy. Even this wasn't enough, Dean wanted all of him and Castiel would give it to him dirty, even if they regretted it later.
The brunette swallowed a lump in his throat before sliding down to his knees. The recently rained on concrete soaked into his dark color denim. Dean held his length in his hand, looking up at it with intimidation. He leaned in kissing the tip, precum smearing on his kissed lips. Castiel's breath hitched with surprise, cock twitching with anticipation as Dean licked the shaft. He paused for a moment before taking Castiel into his mouth, earning a dragged out groan in return. The angel's hand ran through short locks, softly tugging at the base. Dean began working him. Head bobbing up and down, choking a bit whenever he got too low. His soft groans sent a vibration onto Castiel's length, enhancing the already overwhelming feeling. He looked down at the other, maintaining eye contact. The sight was beautiful, that's the least he could say. Castiel was entranced by the image of Deans lips working skillfully around him, it excited him. The angel fisted at his hair pushing his head further down his shaft, in need of the friction. He let out a shaky groan, thrusting his hips in and out of those ever so plump lips. Deans cocked twitched, leaking pre all over his jeans as tears began to well up in his eyes. He pushed back on Castiel's forceful hips looking up at him with an almost pitiful pleading expression.
He came, the hot liquid spurting down his throat with a choked off cry before Dean was finally let go. He choked and coughed attempting to catch his breath. Castiel couldn't take his eyes off him, an almost predatory gaze. Dean looked ravishing. His hair disheveled, cheeks dusted pink, and tear stained, his eyes glazed over, those lips… perfectly fucked.
The feeling of warm liquid filling Dean's pants awoke him. Of course it wasn't real, Castiel did not serve man and Dean should have been well aware of that. Truly, what did he expect. The brunette shifted in the motel bed, bringing his legs up to his chest, embarrassed. Castiel, watched over him from the edge of the shitty mattress, confused yet intrigued. Though he'd just met the man he found himself wanting to test that nefarious imagination of his. Blasphemy.