[It's easy to forget about his own erection with the tunnel like focus he has on Cas and his, but it's there, a constant pressure against his blue jeans. There's a dull pulsing that flares with a twist in his gut when Cas arches or when a gravelly noise falls from his mouth, but it's been simple enough to ignore. After all his mind is busy and his mouth is full and his hands are touching and rolling and scratching. There's not much attention to give them. Just like he can't give those touches the attention they need, the fingers that have likely made several crescent shaped indents on his scalp or the ache that it leaves behind, but the unconscious still reacts to it. His heart beats a little faster, his own breathing comes in heavy puffs out of his nose, and adrenaline buzzes through his body. But its the way that heel digs into his spine, it aches in a way he can't entirely ignore, puts a pressure on him that instinctively makes him want to buck against it just to prove he can get away if he needs to-and its the conscious effort to not pull away, to let Cas pin him in his pleasure that makes his dick jerk hard enough that he can't fully ignore it. Has his eyes momentarily fluttering shut and moaning.
The warning makes it through the heart beat he can hear echoing in his ears, and his eyes shoot open to drink in the sight, and he latches on tight to Cas's cock until he feels it pulse, until the first splash of cum hits his tongue, and then he lets him go, prefers to watch the way his whole body arches up, cock bobbing with the action in a way that has him transfixed.
And its not until his back settles back against the bed that he leans down and takes him into his mouth again, cleans what's dribbled down his head and balls before sucking him into his mouth just to get that last taste. There's some still lingering on his fingers that are a gentle cradle on his balls now, and he can feel it trickle down the his cheeks, but his attention isn't on anything other than Cas and the occasional twitch of his cock that he can't block out anymore.
He pulls back satisfied and grins up at Cas.] This is one of those occasionally awesome times, right?
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The warning makes it through the heart beat he can hear echoing in his ears, and his eyes shoot open to drink in the sight, and he latches on tight to Cas's cock until he feels it pulse, until the first splash of cum hits his tongue, and then he lets him go, prefers to watch the way his whole body arches up, cock bobbing with the action in a way that has him transfixed.
And its not until his back settles back against the bed that he leans down and takes him into his mouth again, cleans what's dribbled down his head and balls before sucking him into his mouth just to get that last taste. There's some still lingering on his fingers that are a gentle cradle on his balls now, and he can feel it trickle down the his cheeks, but his attention isn't on anything other than Cas and the occasional twitch of his cock that he can't block out anymore.
He pulls back satisfied and grins up at Cas.] This is one of those occasionally awesome times, right?