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this blog isn't quite PG-13. warning for boy on boy and other things not suited for my other blog.
About
Sam/Cas/Dean.
I like to think Sam is being bossy and whispering dreadful dirty little things to Dean and Castiel.
jeeeeeeeeeesus christ gurl I can’t take this someone fic this right the fuck now okay
bossy sam and wanton cas and dean so horny he can’t quite focus hnnnnnng
He was sandwiched in between them unable to breath as he felt both their hands moving over his body. Sam’s beath was ghosting over his shoulder as Dean brushed his fingers along the angels jawline, his lips just barely touching Castiel’s. Every word they said was dirty and wonderful it send shivers down his spine and he felt like he would explode right there from the feeling.
Just the soft desperate plea’s coming from his charge’s lips. Sam describing everything he was going to do to them both. He was so hard just at the thought and feeling. Heightened by the way Sam’s fingers were moving up between his legs, touching him in places no one had before. Dean’s own were spreading, urging the angel to feel him and explore. His lips moved over Castiel’s jaw, begging almost breathlessly for more. Needing everything the other could give him.
He felt almost too hot to the touch, Castiel wondered if that was how he felt too. Like a volcano about to erupt, his skin on fire from the desire. The need. The pleasure of it all. Something he thought so forbidden right here in his hands. These two hunters eager to give it to him. He almost wondered why he never tried this before. It felt too good.
But then he realized it would not feel as good with anyone else. Sam and Dean were his, and he theirs. This was where he belonged. This felt right. Right because Sam was the boy with the demon blood, Dean was the righteous man, and he was their guardian angel.
And he would not have it any other way.
*chinhands*
that was very lovely :D
