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“You are mine.”
The voice comes low and rough against his ear as he is slammed against the wall. Dean can feel Cas’ breath along his skin and the sensation goes straight to his dick.
He had been dragged from the vampire to this dark alcove with the angels body pressed flush against his own. The hunter has no chance to even say a thing as his thighs are pushed apart, the angels lips on the hollow of his throat sucking a bruise into the skin. Each noise coming from his lips is sinful and just encouraging Cas to keep doing what he is doing.
“Ca-ah!” breath catching in his throat he digs his chewed up nails into the others back, raking them along whatever he can grab. Back bowing into the other as he breathes hard the rough hands working at tearing their clothes off each other.
Eyes falling closed he tilts his head back, baring his neck to the other, biting his lip hard. Whining he bucks against Cas’ hand, feeling the fingers moving along his entrance. Prepping him in a fevered rush.
The angel wants to mark and claim him, he can tell. Some part of him should be worried that he can find nothing wrong with this but he is still lost in the feeling of Cas’ touch.
Even better how he can feel the others length pressed against his entrance as he slowly slides inside.
A groan passes from his lips as he buries his face against the others neck, licking his lips as he squirms. “C-Cas…”
They move together slowly with the angel getting rougher as Dean adjusts. “Mine…all mine…” it is like a mantra leaving the angels lips.
Before they both come Dean takes Cas’ face in hand, looking him in the eyes.
“Yours.”