[ at least castiel, of all people, won't know any better if dean cums down his throat in the next five seconds. instead of wondering what's happening next, he takes dean in another half inch, sucking and slurping, spit sliding down his chin and his throat.
he squeezes dean with his fingers, trying to stroke him off while he blows him, over-eager even if he isn't the best at multitasking. ]
[ Like, really close. Cas might be fumbling and not great at multitasking, but his mouth is hot and wet on Dean's dick and his hand is down there too, touching and teasing. ]
[ castiel glances up at dean. he knows what he means. what's going to happen if he doesn't pull off, and he's torn. he wants to taste dean, but he also wants to watch dean. his gaze rakes the length of his body from his face down to his stomach directly in front of him, and decides he might try to have his cake and eat it too:
with another tight squeeze of his fingers, he gives dean one last stroke before letting one of his hands fall away so he can take dean a little deeper. another inch of hot, heavy cock sliding across his tongue, dean's slippery glans bumping against his soft palate and making his throat twitch on reflex. saliva drips down the front of his throat, and he rubs the rough flat of his tongue against the veined underside, teasing the ridges.
he can feel it, the way dean's cock continues to stiffen, tightening closer toward release. and when it happens, he'll let it burst across his tongue before pulling back so he can watch first-hand.
if dean makes a mess of him in the process, so be it. ]
[ Dean is watching Cas with heated eyes, hand skid in his hair, gently gripping, heart fluttering in his chest. It's good, a mouth on the dick is always good provided there's no teeth, and it doesn't take a lot longer before he's delivering on his promise, coming hard, groan in his throat.
But then Cas goes and pulls off mid jizz and Dean gasps. You better still be stroking his dick or he's gonna cry. ]
[ he definitely does not want dean to stop. he strips him fast and hot with one slick hand while steadying the other on dean's hip. though dean could grab and force himself back down castiel's throat if he wanted. castiel isn't stopping him.
but what he wants becomes clear as he closes his eyes and opens his mouth. what he wants is for dean to ejaculate on his face. to paint him in sticky white stripes. to lay claim on him. ]
[ It's tempting, but so is blowing his load all over Cas' face, so that's what he opts to do. Wild, how the whole night went in the direction, but he's not real upset about it, and as he comes, ribbons of sticky come striping Cas' face, he can't find himself to have any regrets.
[ there's nothing for castiel to regret about it either. he got what he wanted, conflicted though he may have been whether that was dean's ejaculate on his face or in his mouth. he watches the mess splatter across his face, blinking when some lands in the eyelashes of one eye.
he wonders what he must look like to dean right now.
he hopes dean writes it to memory.
castiel licks the corner of his mouth and tastes salt. ]
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he squeezes dean with his fingers, trying to stroke him off while he blows him, over-eager even if he isn't the best at multitasking. ]
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[ Like, really close. Cas might be fumbling and not great at multitasking, but his mouth is hot and wet on Dean's dick and his hand is down there too, touching and teasing. ]
Pull off or I'm gonna blow my load in your mouth-
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with another tight squeeze of his fingers, he gives dean one last stroke before letting one of his hands fall away so he can take dean a little deeper. another inch of hot, heavy cock sliding across his tongue, dean's slippery glans bumping against his soft palate and making his throat twitch on reflex. saliva drips down the front of his throat, and he rubs the rough flat of his tongue against the veined underside, teasing the ridges.
he can feel it, the way dean's cock continues to stiffen, tightening closer toward release. and when it happens, he'll let it burst across his tongue before pulling back so he can watch first-hand.
if dean makes a mess of him in the process, so be it. ]
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But then Cas goes and pulls off mid jizz and Dean gasps. You better still be stroking his dick or he's gonna cry. ]
No, no don't stop-
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but what he wants becomes clear as he closes his eyes and opens his mouth. what he wants is for dean to ejaculate on his face. to paint him in sticky white stripes. to lay claim on him. ]
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Yet, anyway. ]
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he wonders what he must look like to dean right now.
he hopes dean writes it to memory.
castiel licks the corner of his mouth and tastes salt. ]