canadduh
“Hey,” Dean says softly, more gentle than he’s ever been with Cas. He reaches up and cups Cas’ cheeks with both his hands, thumbing over the angels’ lips. “It’s you, Cas. It has always been you.”
jscribbles
Cas’ hand slipped down, gliding over the curve of Dean’s back, over his hip, sliding under his waistband and touching Dean exactly where he needed to be touched.
EllenOfOz
Cas looked ready to launch at him again, but Dean held up a hand to stop him. “Wait. I want to show you something.” He slowly lifted his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor, smirking at the debauched look in Cas’ stormy eyes. He unbuckled his belt, then his jeans, and turned around to let the denim slide over his ass.
TobytheWise
Castiel sighs as his heart rate and breathing slow back down to a normal rate. He just experienced the most mind-numbing pleasure he’s ever experienced. And the best part about it is that Castiel got to share it with the man who completes his soul.
NadiaHart/hartless fiction
He doesn't look back, he can’t. The soft plea in Dean’s voice slips right under his skin and calls out to him. Begging him to give in, to turn around, to run his hands up into those silken locks, to bend Dean’s long neck to the side, and to feed on the pure ambrosia Cas is positive runs through his veins.
Saltnhalo
He stops in front of Dean, barely a hair’s breadth between their chests. Dean can barely keep himself still as the alpha raises his hand – his fingertips trail over Dean’s cheekbones, then his fingers slide into Dean’s hair. Dean inhales sharply as Castiel tugs, tipping his head back a little and exposing his throat. His heart is hammering in his chest.
Supernatural9917
'I want to lick your abs,' Dean blurted out, and immediately cringed as if he hadn't meant to say it. Cas, on the other hand, was perfectly delighted to hear it.
MalMuses
The gaze that Castiel met him with was hooded, but his eyes were soft and adoring in way that Dean had never seen them. In a way that he wasn’t sure he'd ever seen on anyone.
Spnhell
They break apart long enough for Dean to back Cas up against the wall. Long enough that he can bury both of his hands deep in Cas’ hair. Long enough that he can rest their foreheads together and watch as Cas’ pupils dilate before he crushes their mouths back together, hungry for the taste of him.
“Hey,” Dean says softly, more gentle than he’s ever been with Cas. He reaches up and cups Cas’ cheeks with both his hands, thumbing over the angels’ lips. “It’s you, Cas. It has always been you.”
jscribbles
Cas’ hand slipped down, gliding over the curve of Dean’s back, over his hip, sliding under his waistband and touching Dean exactly where he needed to be touched.
EllenOfOz
Cas looked ready to launch at him again, but Dean held up a hand to stop him. “Wait. I want to show you something.” He slowly lifted his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor, smirking at the debauched look in Cas’ stormy eyes. He unbuckled his belt, then his jeans, and turned around to let the denim slide over his ass.
TobytheWise
Castiel sighs as his heart rate and breathing slow back down to a normal rate. He just experienced the most mind-numbing pleasure he’s ever experienced. And the best part about it is that Castiel got to share it with the man who completes his soul.
NadiaHart/hartless fiction
He doesn't look back, he can’t. The soft plea in Dean’s voice slips right under his skin and calls out to him. Begging him to give in, to turn around, to run his hands up into those silken locks, to bend Dean’s long neck to the side, and to feed on the pure ambrosia Cas is positive runs through his veins.
Saltnhalo
He stops in front of Dean, barely a hair’s breadth between their chests. Dean can barely keep himself still as the alpha raises his hand – his fingertips trail over Dean’s cheekbones, then his fingers slide into Dean’s hair. Dean inhales sharply as Castiel tugs, tipping his head back a little and exposing his throat. His heart is hammering in his chest.
Supernatural9917
'I want to lick your abs,' Dean blurted out, and immediately cringed as if he hadn't meant to say it. Cas, on the other hand, was perfectly delighted to hear it.
MalMuses
The gaze that Castiel met him with was hooded, but his eyes were soft and adoring in way that Dean had never seen them. In a way that he wasn’t sure he'd ever seen on anyone.
Spnhell
They break apart long enough for Dean to back Cas up against the wall. Long enough that he can bury both of his hands deep in Cas’ hair. Long enough that he can rest their foreheads together and watch as Cas’ pupils dilate before he crushes their mouths back together, hungry for the taste of him.