I Have A Major Wink Kink And This Is Amazing.

I have a major wink kink and this is amazing.

Cas has shy wings. He’ll fold them up tight next to him or duck them under his arms when he thinks someone is coming too close. He’ll hide them away when they meet anyone new.

But, when Dean has a terrible night and he’s sitting on the floor, Cas sits next to him and slowly, slowly lets them unfurl, just ghosting around Dean’s frame like an umbrella. It’s so close and Dean can’t help himself. He raises a shaky finger and brushes one of the feathers with it. Involuntarily, Cas’s wing flutters back with a whoosh and Dean thinks he’s hurt him. When he looks at Cas’s face, he has his eyes closed and he’s biting his lip.

Dean opens his mouth to apologize, but when he does, he realizes that Cas’s wing is still slowly coming closer. Closer. Dean watches, mesmerized, as the tip of the wing dips and brushes, feather soft along his arm, Cas’s hands in fists as he breathes out.

Dean touches his hand in reassurance watching it unfurl. The muscles in the sides of Cas’s eyes relax and finally, he lets them blink open.

They’re close, foreheads touching, holding hands. Dean holds perfectly still when he feels the wing tentatively wrap around his arm, slowly tightening. It’s intimate and he can see Cas’s lips twitch with tiny shudders Dean doesn’t fully comprehend, and he knows. Knows Cas has never done this.

So, they stare, the feathers fusing to Dean’s skin, their breaths heating up the tent that’s created under the giant blanket of wings, one over their head now as the space between them gets smaller and smaller. And Cas’s fingers tremble with every miniscule twitch Dean makes, even as the hunter tries to stay achingly still.

Cas’s breaths are fast, his hair wild, eyes bright even under their shadow of black.

Dean’s out of breath, too, simply from watching him come undone.

Then, leaning forward as slowly as he can manage, Dean kisses him chastely, noting the way that Cas’s lips are soft too, in a different way, the movement of their mouths together small, but desperate, as wings tighten around them with a growl.

Dean doesn’t know when it happens, but suddenly, he’s holding Cas, his head against Dean’s chest, eyes closed. He looks exhausted and small.

Lightly, Dean kisses the top of his head, tasting a little fluff of hair between his teeth.

“Thank-you” he whispers, and he feels the flutter of wings against his skin.

Gabriel: *phone starts ringing*

Michael: *Looks to see who's calling*

Michael: Ahahaha you still call our dad 'Daddy' Gabe?

Gabriel: *looks at Michael with a completely Straight face and answers the phone*

Gabriel: Hey Sam

Michael: *chokes*

#3 Masturbation (Destiel)

Requested anonymously for my kink list (master list here).

Warning: masturbation, voyeurism

Word Count: 1000

A/N: Enjoy some Destiel porn! XOXO

Castiel watches Dean masturbate a lot.

The first time it happened, it was almost an accident. Dean had been in the shower, relieving some tension, and ‘Cas’ had simply been the thought in his mind. He must have thought it pretty hard too (though he would never admit to yearning or longing or praying as Cas had said), because Cas felt it.

It had been a huge surprise for both of them when Cas showed up in the bathroom, to say the least. But it was a nice surprise, and Dean had welcomed Cas to stay.

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