[ sorry, dean. you're the one who wanted to fuck the half-virgin angel. you kinda had it coming.
at the very least, castiel is a good and willing student. his brow furrows for a half moment before he begins to move, regretful already for the loss of warmth, and the good vantage point of power he'd had over dean - but for the moment, at least, he's going to need to obey if he wants to learn more, to give dean whatever it is that he's after. ]
All right.
[ he says, sliding off of dean and onto the rumpled covers again, lying out beside him with one knee comfortably crooked, his right hand still trailing over dean's skin because he doesn't want to lose the contact, the connection. it doesn't really occur to him that teaching someone how to do this might be incredibly unsexy, because for him it isn't, he's hanging on every word, feeling impatient for lack of anything to do, and the still nagging need to give dean all that pleasure that dean had given him. he can't wait to watch his body light up, to hear and feel him react; castiel bites his lower lip, looking sidelong at dean, ready to continue, to hurry forward. ]
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at the very least, castiel is a good and willing student. his brow furrows for a half moment before he begins to move, regretful already for the loss of warmth, and the good vantage point of power he'd had over dean - but for the moment, at least, he's going to need to obey if he wants to learn more, to give dean whatever it is that he's after. ]
All right.
[ he says, sliding off of dean and onto the rumpled covers again, lying out beside him with one knee comfortably crooked, his right hand still trailing over dean's skin because he doesn't want to lose the contact, the connection. it doesn't really occur to him that teaching someone how to do this might be incredibly unsexy, because for him it isn't, he's hanging on every word, feeling impatient for lack of anything to do, and the still nagging need to give dean all that pleasure that dean had given him. he can't wait to watch his body light up, to hear and feel him react; castiel bites his lower lip, looking sidelong at dean, ready to continue, to hurry forward. ]
What now?