He couldn’t speak, not anymore, as his breath hitched in the back of his throat and an impatient groan worked its way ups. His eyes fell to a close at the kisses on his neck, so sensual and torturous at the same time. He burned for Dean, passion overriding every sane thought, even before it could register in his mind. As his hunter stroked the fabric covering his chest, he pushed up against the hand, wanting more…Always more.
“I need you Cas…Like I need air to breathe.” He continued to kiss and lick on his angel’s neck. He slid one of his hands down the front of his lover’s pants, slowly unzipping it. He leaned upward and kissed his angel again, slow and passionate.
Castiel grunted in acceptance, wishing to tell Dean that he was his no matter what, and he would not be far at any given time, but he couldn’t. Overwhelmed and filled with desire, a moan fell from his lips at the feel of Dean’s hand gliding over the tented fabric of his pants, and he paused the kiss to bite Dean’s bottom lip gently, awaiting the hunter’s next move.
Dean cradled his angel’s face, kissing him desperately in hopes that his angel would know that he meant everything. That regardless of everything that they’ve been through, when he says he loves his angel, he means it. He moaned as Cas bit his bottom lip, “Mmmm, Cas…” He unzipped the angel’s pants, pulling both his pants and boxers down. He wrapped his fingers around Castiel’s erection, the angel moaning and asking for more.
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