Fill me up.” After audible consent from Cas he nods and tugs sharply at the plug which comes sliding right out, slick with oil as it leaves Cas’ channel. When it catches on Cas’ rim he pulls in a sharp breath and lets his head fall back against the rough wall. With a low growl he grips the plug between his thumb and pointer finger, tugging gently. He smirks as Deans eyes widen and become blown with lust when he realized what it is that he’s feeling. Now he will be ready for Dean with out the need for preparation. He hums in approval and uses one steady hand to reach between them, pushing away the ties of his pants and releasing himself from his cloth confines.Ĭastiel doesn’t hesitate to reach his own hand down and taking Deans so that he can lead it around to his hole tucked tightly inside of his rim is a sturdy wooden plug, sanded down and shined up by Castiels own hands and created for just this purpose. Slender hips grind down against Deans half hardened crotch, creating the delicious friction that he can’t stop thinking about for day after one of their little meet ups. Castiel whimpers, wiggling beneath Dean, his body begging for what he knows is coming. Fingers trail over spit shiny lips but don’t stay there long, soon replaced by the tender kiss once again. The husky moan that sounds into their lips lingers for only a moment as Dean pulls back, looking Castiel over as if this is the last time he’ll ever see him. In less than two seconds he has Castiel lifted, legs wrapped tightly around him and pressed tightly against the rough sand brick wall behind him. Dean doesn’t hesitate, He never has when it comes to Cas. The effect is the same though, his heart races and his entire body relaxes against that of the larger man. He leans up on his toes and plants a soft kiss on Deans lips, his own chapped and dry from hours of being in the stifling desert sun. With shaking hands he reaches out and pulls the other man closer to him, until they’re only a breath apart. Dean was the first to ever claim him and as far as he’s concerned he’ll be the last. Every third day for the last 365 days they have been meeting in secret. You know I could never forget about you.” He leans forward, cupping the street rats cheek in his palm, caressing the apple of his cheek with his thumb tenderly. Dean looks at him with unabashed fondness and it melts his heart. He always was a sucker for a man in uniform. A small, withheld smile takes place on his own lips as he looks him over. I thought you had forgotten.” Castiels voice is nearly breathless as he takes in the features of the now uncloaked guard in front of him. Sandy brown hair and jade green eyes greet him, the smug smile seeming to fit right in amongst the freckles and laugh lines that decorate his face. The charmed laugh that reaches his ears as he feebly attempts an escape gives him pause and he turns sharply to yank the hood from the mans head.
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Only seconds later his arm is being snatched up by a cloaked figure and he’s being snatched into a small, almost invisible alcove breathing labored as he struggles against the brutish figure. When nothing immediately catches his eye he relaxes, just minutely. His eyes dart around, trying to detect anything else out of the ordinary. It wasn’t a vast difference, just a few extra people, a new cart owner or two. Castiel had noticed it immediately, senses sharpened by the guard walking his way. The market place was unusually crowded for this time of day.