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These places…they’re my home.

Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top. Pairing: Eventual Dean Winchester x Female Reader

This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.

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Admins...

To everyone asking to be an admin, I cannot add them to the current blog. If I want this blog to make it, I am going to have to make a side blog where my future admins and i can get messages and requests and then reblog it all to here. I know that that sucks and its not ideal, however it is the only option I have at the moment.. I’m so sorry you guys :/

All my love,

-Kat❤

Sorry guys...

I know I said I'd get this thing up and going again, but I'm going to need some help. I'm not quite sure if I have the access to add new admins, so I may have to just make a new blog. It will kill me to do so because this one already has such a following and many of you have already offered to help out! Please be patient with me. Im doing my best💕 All my love -Kat 😸

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I think I'm the only one left here... I went away for a while.. I had a lot of personal stuff going on. But I'm back.. hopefully I can get this blog up and going again. I'll do my best! If you have any questions or anything feel free to ask here or go to my personal blog @waywarddaughter13 All my love, Kat

Warnings: Smut, Daddy!Kink, Swearing ect.

Character: Lucifer

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

#78: “I’ve had a crap day and the bottom of my shopping bags just broke and all my groceries are all over the ground and I’m sitting here in the middle of the parking lot crying my eyes out. You are really nice, thank you for helping me picking my stuff up and holy crap you are cute” AU Pairing:Sam Winchester x reader Warnings:smut, cheating, crying This is part of the 100 AU list challenge. I’m writing this with:

@teamfreewill-imagine @sincerelysaraahh @beautiful-hellfire @hiddenwritingsintheworldd  @charmaineevangeline

@just-some-spn-imagines  @well-frick @sam-dean-cas-in-the-impala @misswinchesterworld

  You grab your bags from the cashier, grunting at the weight. You didn’t realize you had bought so many groceries. No wonder the bill was so high. Walking to your car, you stop to readjust the bags. Just then, the bottom of the bags collapse, releasing themselves of your groceries. The fixings for tonight’s dinner and the next week’s lunches were strewn on the wet ground. Apples rolling under cars, cans and boxes getting dented and broken, eggs smashing and leaving a yolky, gooey mess at your feet. “Dammit!” you swear, leaning down to try to collect what you can. A wind picks up, lifting the lighter things from the ground and blowing them across the parking lot. Your eyes follow your dinner as it disappears behind the multitudes of cars. This was typical. The way your day started was awful enough. Your boss yelled at you, your sister called to cancel your double date tonight, and your boyfriend…..well, let’s just say he’s not your boyfriend anymore.

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Suit and Tie

Shockingly enough, I’ve surprised myself by how much I want to write smut. It’s awkward.. I’m still going to take requests for non-smutty imagines and I’m still going to write them, don’t worry.

WARNING ; Smut

Sam x Reader

Sam sits across the dance floor from me, his legs stretched out in front of him with his tie loose. Dean has just gotten married and surprisingly, I think half the hunter population showed up. And a ton of angels, seeing as it was Castiel’s wedding, too. I’ve not gotten used to Hannah, I can’t really say I ever will.

She’s so.. I don’t know. Annoying?

Claire is sitting next to me, chatting with Balthazar about how great the wedding looks and how much she’d wish she had gotten here earlier. She missed the actual marriage part, but Dean and Castiel didn’t seem to mind at all. Balthazar, on the other hand, showed up too early and drunk. I had to wrestle him into a bed and make him stay there until the wedding started.

I wasn’t going to have him ruin the wedding by being the drunk of the crowd.

Sam has been ignoring me since he got here, it’s heart wrenching, but I don’t dwell on it for too long. I was, in fact, Castiel’s Best Maid of Honour. There wasn’t really much I could do, except get the wedding the way it is. Dean and Castiel are doing some weird, too-painful-to-watch dance.

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Please Stay

I combined a request from i-rule-the-night and two anons for this angsty Cas fic. Hope everyone enjoys it!

Summary: Cas and the reader, are friends, but lately, he’s been ignoring her. She finds out why as she realizes she has feelings for him.

Word Count: 2700ish

Warning: Smut, so much angst, minor violence

A/N: abaddonwithyall, enjoy your Cas feels.

“Be careful!” Dean scolded. “You’re going to drop all that.”

You gingerly placed the armful of guns you were carrying into the trunk of the Impala, rolling your eyes.

“I’m stronger than I look, Dean.”

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Search and Rescue.

Castiel and Reader

Fluff, Smut, Angst.

Summary: (requested by anonymous) Hi I was wondering if I could have a request with reader x cas where the reader gets captured by these guys and cas goes to save her. The reader is really shaken up because the men were handsy. Fluffy smut please 😊❤ thank you xx

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Birthday Spankings

In honor of hitting 200 followers AND it being my 27th birthday today here is my first Cas x Reader smut! Enjoy!

Summary: Every year the boys do the same thing, Dean grabs you while Sam gives you a spanking. Well this year Cas want’s in on all of the festivities and when he goes to find you after you’ve gone off in a huff you decide to make a small request as it is your birthday.

Word Count: 3,897 (holy crap)

Warnings: Spanking, swearing, fingering, rough sex, tiny bit of fluff

Cas x Reader (female)

It had been a great day so far, the boys surprised you in the morning with gifts and breakfast. Sam bought you a book, a collection of essays by David Foster Wallace, which you loved. Dean got you a new .45 you had been eyeing in a cataloged along with enough ammo to fill one of those old metal army surplus cases. And Cas had gotten you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, which he handed you in a lovely vase while he gave a sheepish smile.

At lunch you all went to your favorite buffet and ate way too much, something that Cas found ridiculous but joined in on anyway even though you could tell he wasn’t really enjoying the food. You teased him about him eating it even though he didn’t like tasting the molecules and told him he really didn’t have to force himself. He just smiled and told you it was fine and he wanted to participate in everything involved in celebrating your birthday.

Cas wasn’t kidding either, when you and the guys were leaving the restaurant Dean made like he was going to hug you but quickly grabbed you so your arms were trapped at your sides and you couldn’t wiggle free. You began to flail and wriggle to try and escape as you knew what was coming next. “Birthday spankings!” Dean exclaimed with a laugh as he leaned back over the trunk of the Impala, taking you with him so your butt was up exposed. “Damn it Dean this isn’t funny put me down!!!!” You screeched as you continued to flail against the eldest Winchester. “Nope! Not gonna happen sweetheart! Get her guys!” He yelled over you and before you knew it Sam had already slapped your ass, hard. You let out a yelp and he did it again. After several good slaps he turned to Cas and made a gesture inviting him to take over.

“I don’t understand the point of slapping her rear, it’s her birthday, isn’t this kind of a cruel gesture?” he said as he stepped towards you. “It is! Don’t do it Cas! Put me down!!!” You begged as you continued to try and pull your arms free and push away from Dean who had you in a vice like grip and was laughing so hard he was turning red. Your left ass cheek was stinging like mad from Sam’s massive hand hitting you and your eyes were beginning to tear up from it.

“It’s tradition, you give the birthday person a spank for each year and one to grow on.” Sam said with a laugh, watching you flail against his older brother. “She doesn’t seem to like it.” Cas commented. “I don’t’! You whined, you were getting tired now. After a moment of contemplation Cas gave in and before you knew it he was slapping your other ass cheek; thankfully nowhere near as hard as Sam had been but it still made you yelp and fight against Dean’s grip. When he was finished Dean put you down and just grinned at you. “You’re fucking lucky I’m not big enough to do that shit to you on your birthday’s.. I’d beat your ass’s raw!” you scolded and crossed your arms over your chest with a scowl.

“Sweetheart I’d pay to see you try.” Dean said with a smirk as he turned to climb into the Impala. Sam climbed into the front and you and Cas climbed into the back. You jumped at the pain in your rear as you tried to sit down. Cas caught the movement and his expression went from one of slight amusement to concern. “Are you alright?” he asked, his deep blue eyes showing how bad he suddenly felt for going along with the birthday hazing. “Yeah, it wasn’t you, Sam always forgets just how damn strong he is.” You said the last part loudly with a hint of anger directed at the younger Winchester who looked back over his shoulder and gave you a shy smile. “Sorry y/n.” was all he said.

You shifted uncomfortable in the seat as the four of you drove back to the bunker. Every time Dean hit even a slight bump you would wince as the sting grew stronger and you felt a slight jolt of pain. You ended up sort of leaning on one side for the majority of the drive. You were leaned towards Cas but you were looking off out your window so you didn’t notice him watching your face the entire drive. Every time you winced he wanted to say something or do something to help. He still wasn’t at full power though so healing you wasn’t an option and he had a feeling the Winchesters would scold him for it.

You were in a bad mood when you entered the bunker, Sam and Dean teased you a bit. “Come on, you had to know it was coming, don’t be like that.” Dean said as he walked ahead of you into the library. “And you know I hate it every year, why do you think I generally avoid visiting you guys when it’s around my birthday?” You grumbled as you walked over to the table your gifts had been left on. “I’m gonna go read some of my book, thank you again for lunch.” You grumbled as you took most of your gifts from the table and headed for the room you were staying in.

“Right well I am going to get the supplies for dinner, you two have fun dealing with the birthday girl.” And with that Dean turned and walked right back out of the bunker. Sam just laughed and sat down at one of the tables. He looked over to Cas who was watching the doorway you had gone through, concern still written on his face. “She’ll be fine Cas, we do this every time she’s around for her birthday and she always goes off in a huff for a few hours and she always gets over it in time for dinner, especially if she sees there’s cake when she gets back.” Cas nodded, only half listening.

When he looked over to say something he noticed you had left the vase of flowers he bought you on the table in your haste to get away from the brothers. He walked over and picked them up, taking a moment to examine the formation of the petals as he did so. “She forgot these, I’ll just bring them to her and leave her to her reading.” He said as he turned to head for your room. “Careful, she’s liable to snap at you even with your good intentions.” Sam called after Cas as he disappeared around the corner.

You hadn’t closed your door all of the way, knowing the boys knew full way to stay away from you for the next few hours you figured it was safe to leave it as is. You kicked off your jeans and turned to examine just how red your ass was in the mirror on the wall. Sure enough the left cheek was bright red and a little inflamed; the right wasn’t nearly as bad but it was still visibly red and stung a bit, though thankfully not as much as the left. You sighed and went to grab a pair of soft pajama bottoms to wear for comfort. Right as you were bending over to put them on you heard the door creak. “Y/n you forgot your flowers and, Oh!” Cas’s eyes fell on you mid-sentence and he instantly looked off to the side then up at the ceiling, knowing most humans aren’t comfortable being caught in their underwear and feeling a bit silly for forgetting to knock. “I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were changing.” You had jumped when he first started to speak and you scrambled to pull your bottoms on as he looked away and spoke again.

You winced as the material moved over your sore backside and you let out a slight whimper. “Its fine Cas, just remember to knock next time. It’s safe to look now. What were you saying” You were still annoyed, but more at Sam and Dean than at him. He turned back and gave you that cute crooked smile as he held out the vase of flowers he had given you this morning. “You forget these in the library; I thought you would like them for your room.” He continued to smile as you took the flowers and took a moment to close your eyes and hold them to your nose, taking a deep whiff of the lovely scent.

“Thanks Cas, I appreciate it.” You opened your eyes and gave him a smile as you set the flowers on your night stand. As he turned to go you put a hand on his arm and stopped him. “Wait a minute, where are you going.” You said and he paused, only turning his head to look at you, one brow raised questioningly. “Sam said you would want to be alone for the next few hours, I thought I would go sit in the library until then.” His face went back to that normal blank slate you were used to seeing as he spoke.

You just smiled and tugged his arm so he turned to face you, he looked a little confused as you stepped so you were standing mere inches away from him. “I thought you said you wanted to participate in celebrating my birthday? Well I can think of something I’d like you to participate in if you’re interested.” You wrapped your arms around his waist as you spoke and that little crooked smile overtook his lips again. “And what would that be?” He had an idea as to what you were going to say, but he wanted to hear you say it. You stood on your tip toes, pressing yourself against him as you leaned up so your lips were next to his ear. “Well as the birthday girl I am entitled to a little something called Birthday Sex.” As the last words left your lips you nipped at his earlobe and sucked on it lightly, sending a shiver down his spine.

“Is that so?” Cas asked as his arms wrapped around your waist just as yours were around his. “Mmhm.” You hummed into his ear before kissing his neck right below it lightly. “What do you think, sound like something you’d care to participate in?” You asked as you pulled back just enough to look into those crystal blue eyes of his. They looked a bit darker as he smiled down at you. “Yes, very much so.” Cas said as he narrowed his eyes, giving you a look that made you start to tingle all over. He leaned in and kissed you, running one hand up your back to cradle the back of your head as he give you the slightest push to tip it back. You did so and that’s when his tongue came out, running over your lower lip gently to coax your mouth to open.

You gladly opened up to him and his tongue plunged in to begin a dizzying dance with yours. You felt as if you were floating the moment the kiss had deepened and you liked it. You slide your hands around from his back and up his chest, seeking to remove his tie. Cas got the signal that you didn’t want to waste time and he pulled away from you just enough to shrug off his trench coat and suit jacket in one movement tossing them behind him as they fell. You got the tie loose and tossed it away as well and began to work on the buttons of his shirt. Just for fun you give his tongue a light bite earning you a low moan from the angel.

He pulled away from you then, breaking the kiss and causing you to whimper. Before you could protest he had hooked his hands under the edge of your t-shirt and was pulling it up over your head, tossing it before pulling his own shirt off and crushing you to him, hands roaming your body as his lips found yours again and kissed you more passionately than before. One hand made its way down to your left ass cheek and you let out a small yelp of pain against his lips. He pulled away, brow furrowed in concern as he looked at you. “I’m sorry, are you alright?” You gave a small nod. “Yeah, it’s okay, it just stings a bit.. Maybe you could rub it for me?” You asked before kissing him agian. He smiled against your lips and this time you were the one to deepen the kiss, gasping into his mouth as both of his hands lightly slid down now, rubbing over the red marks that had been made less than an hour ago by he and Sam through the thin fabric of your cloths.

The contact made the marks sting, but the sting quickly lessened as his hands gently massaged the tender skin. The whole sensation was making your body tingle now. You brought your hands around to Cas’ belt and pulled it open before unbuttoning his pants to slip your hand inside. You palmed him through the fabric of his boxers and he groaned and bucked his hips slightly at the friction you created. You smirked against his mouth just a little and right as you were about to slip your hand inside his boxers to stroke him properly he pulled you away, spun you around and wrapped his arms around your waist, one sliding up to cup one of your breast through the fabric of your bra while the other side down into your bottoms, his fingers gliding over your panties where they were starting to grow damp with your arousal.

He began to kiss your shoulder, working his way to the crook of your neck and you let your head tilt to the side to give him better access. When he reached the crook he bit down lightly causing you to gasp as it sent little jolts of electricity through your body. He liked the sound and bit again, this time harder causing you to moan and lean back into him.  After his teeth left your neck he kissed the little mark he had made before kissing his way up to your ear where he sucked the lobe lightly, giving it a nip before he let it go.

“Is this alright?” He whispered into your ear, the gravel in his voice causing you to shiver along with the feel his fingers stroking just over your lips and clit through your panties and his other hand slipping into the cup of your bra to tease your nipple lightly with his fingertips. You let out a gasp and nodded. “Yes, please do more..” was all you managed to say before his hand was sliding into your panties to stroke your clit directly. You moaned and felt your legs start to tremble just a little as every stroke of his finger sent fire roaring through your body.

He continued to kiss and nibble on your neck as his fingers teased you and right when you felt like you were about to lose control he took his hands away. You looked over your shoulder at him and he was giving that crooked smile again as he pulled away from you just enough to unhook your bra and push your underwear and panties to the floor. As you stepped out of them he removed his own pants and boxers in one quick motion. You turned to face him and the both of you looked one another up and down, both very pleased with what you saw.

You turned then and crawled on all fours onto your bed, looking back over your shoulder at him you bit your lower lip, waiting for him to join you. He came over to the bed and climbed on his knees, moving behinds you he stopped and put both hands on your ass gently, rubbing the still red cheeks and making you gasp at the sting and tingle it caused. “Next year I won’t let them do this to you” He said with a smirk. “I’ll do it all myself instead.” You saw the lust in those deep blue eyes as he spoke and you let out a little laugh. “I would definitely like that a lot better.” You pushed your hips back a little and he got the message that you didn’t want to talk any more.

He let one hand drop between you both, fingers teasing your folds as he found your clit again and stroked it in small circles while he leaned forward over your back to kiss his way up your spine from the small to your neck. It sent little shivers of pleasure through you along with the electricity his fingers were creating and you were moaning again in seconds. Right as he reached your neck he brought his free hand up to tangle in your hair and pull it just sharply enough to make you arch your back and cry out. Right then he slid two fingers inside you and began to pump them, curling them towards your g-spot all while his thumb continued to rub your clit. That wonderful tension you had felt before quickly built back up and after a few minutes you were coming, moaning his name as you spasmed around his fingers.

When you were done you looked back over your shoulder, panting and out of breath, just in time to see him lick his fingers clean. You bit your lip, stifling a moan at just how damn hot he looked right then, blue eyes dark and full of lust as he tasted you on himself; that damned crooked smirk on his lips again. That smirk would be the end of you if he kept it up. “Did you enjoy that?” He asked before leaning over and kissing you deeply so that you could taste yourself on his lips and tongue. You smiled as he pulled away just enough to let you speak; you bit his lower lip before answering. “Very much.”

He straightened out then, biting his lower lip to keep from groaning too loudly as he stroked himself a few times. You watched him with a grin and as he positioned himself at your entrance you rocked your hips back, pushing his head in before he realized what you were doing. Cas let out a groan and grabbed your hips with both hands before thrusting in fully, both of your moaning as he couldn’t go any farther. You rocked your hips again causing Cas to groan once more before he pulled out to the tip and slammed back in, hard. He hit the marks on your ass as he did so and you jumped just a little from the mix of pain and pleasure. You moaned and rocked your hips again so he knew it was okay; so he did it again.

The pace was hard and fast and it was all you could do not to scream for him, last thing you wanted was Sam to hear you from the library on the other side of the bunker and coming running in right in the middle, guns a blazing. You moved to meet every one of Cas’ thrusts and as you both worked towards that sweet finish line. When you started to get close he bent over your back, biting at your shoulder and tangling a hand in your hair again as the other slide over your hip and down between your legs to stroke your clit in time with his thrusts. The change in his posture changed the angle he was thrusting at just enough that his hips were grinding against you with every thrust and you wanted to scream with the wonderful friction it created.

Instead you bit your lip and let out a long moan before trying to speak. “Cas.. I’m so.. Close..” You managed to get the words out between moans and he pulled your hair then, causing your scalp to tingle and electricity to surge down your spine to your core, feeding the pressure that built there. Right when you thought you couldn’t take any more Cas buried his face in your neck and bit the crook right where he had before, just hard enough to send you over the edge.

You let out a cry as your walls began to spasm and you came hard around him. Your whole body felt like it was being consumed by waves of fire that rolled over you with every convulsion. Cas fought to hold on through your orgasm but he couldn’t and he came moments after you with a grunt; thrusting a few more times before he slumped against your back.

Neither of you moving as you tried to regain control of your breathing. You could feel Cas’ heart hammering just as hard as yours as he laid against your back, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you so you both fell on your side. You laughed a little as he pulled you closer and kissed the back of your shoulder lightly before nuzzling his face into your neck, his stubble giving you goose bumps as it brushed your skin. “Happy Birthday y/n.” he whispered into your ear as you snuggled back into his embrace. “Thank you Cas.” You said with a smile as your eyes drifted up to look at the flowers on your nightstand.

The two of you dozed off like that and when you awoke it was to the sound of Dean’s voice yelling down the hall that dinner was ready. You groaned and looked over your shoulder at Cas, his eyes were back to their normal crystal blue you adored and you gave him a kiss before pulling away. “Come on, knowing Dean he made me a cake to make up for letting Sammy smack my ass raw.” You winced as you sat up, the sting returning to your left ass cheek, a small bruise had started to form where Sam’s palm had struck repeatedly. “Hey Cas, do me a favor.” You said as you stood to retrieve your cloths. “Anything, what is it?” he asked as he propped himself up on is elbows to watch you. “For their birthdays will you use some of that angel strength to help me get a little revenge?” You gave him a wink and he just smirked as he replied. “Of course.”

With that the two of you dressed quickly, fixed your hair so it wasn’t obvious what the two of you had been up to, and you headed out to the library to eat dinner at one of the massive tables. Sure enough Dean had made you a chocolate cake with vanilla frosting, he even got one of those little tubes of colored frosting to write Happy Birthday y/n on it in your favorite color. Cas joined you in eating dinner and even the cake, still making faces as he did and making you laugh. He certainly made this a memorable birthday, and because of that you could even forgive the Winchesters for the spanking, this time.

Closet

Author: Shane AO3 Link: Closet Summary: Reader accidentally calls Castiel. They have to be quiet. 100 Kinks request: 16 (Dry Humping) with Cas Warnings: smut, riding, dry humping, dirty talk

You moved through the office as quietly as possible, the beam of your flashlight leading you. You get to the desk and look over the papers that were skewed across the top. Taking out your phone, you quickly snap some pictures. A noise outside the door made you pause and switch off the light. Shit. You moved quickly to the closet, shutting the door quietly behind you. “Carlos,” you heard a gruff voice through the door. “Get it done, now.” You heard rustling in the office and realized it’s not Mark Ruddence, the man you were investigating. Someone else seemed to be interested in him as well. You pressed your ear up to the door, trying to hear what the other intruder was doing. You held your breath as you heard footsteps coming towards the closet. ‘Dammit,’ you cursed yourself. ‘Of all times to not have Cas here. He could zap me…….’ “Y/N?” Castiel’s rough voice was suddenly next to you. Turning your head you quickly put your finger to your lips, signaling the angel to keep quiet. ‘Y/N,’ Cas’ voice was in your head. ‘You called….’ You squint at him, not sure if you were comfortable having him read your thoughts. There were some things you didn’t want him to know. ‘I’ll only hear what you want me to,’ Castiel assured you. You nodded, turning to face him. It was a tight squeeze in the closet, forcing you to be pressed against the trench coat clad angel. The footsteps moved away from the closet, causing you to sigh in relief. ‘It’s not Mark Ruddence in there,’ you quirked your head towards the door. ‘Apparently someone else is interested in him.’ Cas nodded, ‘Did you find what we needed?’ You nodded, ‘It’s in my phone, I got pictures before he came in.’ The angel reached for you, his hand cupping your cheek. ‘Let me see.’ You gasped when you felt him delve into your mind, looking for the pictures that you shot with your phone. Cas’ hand moved to your mouth, covering it to keep you quiet. ‘Sorry, Y/N,’ his cerulean eyes bore into yours as he concentrated on sorting out the images in your brain. You swallowed, your breathing shallow behind the celestial being’s hand. You closed your eyes, trying to keep the image that your aroused mind was trying to display. Cas didn’t need to see that. He didn’t need to see how much you were attracted to him, how his close proximity was making you wet, how you wanted to grab him and kiss him, shove him against the wall and dry hump him until both of you were sweaty, satisfied and spent. He REALLY didn’t need to see that.

A moan escaped Cas’ lips. Your eyes flew open, realizing that while you had been trying to keep him from seeing the dirty images in you mind it really just brought them forward. It let him see your yearning, your need. ‘Y/N,’ his voice was back in your mind. His hand moved from your mouth, his fingers gently caressing your cheek. ‘Is that….is it what you want?’ You feel your cheeks starting to flush. You swallow, casting your eyes down. God, you felt like an idiot. ‘Yes.’ You thought. ‘I’m sorry.’ Cas moved his fingers to your chin, forcing you to look at him. ‘Don’t be sorry.’ His lips crashed into yours, taking your breath away. You moaned, feeling his tongue swipe across your lower lip, begging for entrance. ‘Shit, Cas,’ you thought. ‘I had no idea.’ ‘Y/N,’ his thoughts were thick with lust, pouring into you. ‘I’m going to make you ride me until you cum.’ His dirty thoughts spurred you on, you moved your hands through his hair, tugging him closer. ‘Fuck, Cas,’ you were having a hard time not speaking out loud. All you wanted to do was cry his name out, moan, plead, anything. Cas moved his lips down your jawline to your neck. He nibbled across your pulse point, his hands moving to your plaid button down’s buttons. ‘Y/N?’ You nodded your consent, your breasts heaving from anticipation. He slid you shirt off your shoulders, his hands cupped your black lace covered mounds. ‘Fuck, beautiful,’ his thoughts echoed through you. ‘So beautiful.’ You moaned as he removed your bra, his lips capturing first one nipple, then the other. ‘Shhh,’ he admonished. ‘I don’t want to have to gag you.’ You bit your lip, trying to keep quiet. Cas’ ministrations to your sensitive nubs made it almost impossible to do so. Suddenly the angel gripped you, lifting you to wrap your legs around his waist. Pressing you to the door he thrust his pelvis into you. ‘Shit,’ you thought as you felt his hard cock through your jeans. He thrust again, his eyes watching your reaction, trying to find your sweet spot. He gripped your round bottom, giving him leverage to slide his hard on against the apex of your legs. Then he hit that spot, that sweet spot that made your mouth open, ready to cry out. His head dipped just in time, his lips capturing yours to swallow your cries. ‘Mmmm, Y/N,’ he thought. ‘I want to feel you cum, I want you to soak your panties.’ ‘Fuck, Cas,’ you replied. ‘Keep doing that and I won’t last long.’ Castiel squeezed your ass, pressing you harder to him, redoubling his efforts. He ground into your mound, his hard cock rubbing deliciously across your engorged clit. He moved his lips to your neck, suckling dark spots onto it. ‘I’m going to cum,’ you cried out in your mind. You threw your head back, a silent cry escaping your lips. Castiel pressed into you, allowing you to grind against his clothed shaft, riding out your orgasm. As your orgasm subsided your head fell to his shoulder. Cas’ lips trailed over your head to your temple, his hands holding you against him. You lifted your head, meeting his gaze. ‘Wow.’ Castiel blushed slightly at your praise. You smirked. ‘When we get back to the bunker, we’re doing this again. Without clothes.’

No More Pizza Man

Request: Cas being pretty inexperienced in sex life so reader is helping him out getting to know any pleasure better (pleasee :) ) (anon)

A/N: I apologize for any awkwardness in my writing. Basically anything I know comes from the fanfiction that my soul needs to be cleansed from. I seriously don’t even know why I write this stuff for you guys… *smirk*

Warnings: smut obviously, and a brief appearance of language

Words: 2414

Written by: Castielle

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

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You came back to the bunker to find Castiel on Sam’s laptop. He was watching the pizza man again.

“Cas, what have I told you?” you sighed, setting your groceries on the long table. “If you’re going to watch dirty stuff, please keep it to the bedroom. Or wherever I don’t have to see it.“

Castiel looked up at you, a little confused. “Aren’t your romance novels the same thing?” he asked innocently.

You flushed a deep crimson. “That’s different!” you protested.

“How is it different?” Castiel persisted.

“It’s… it’s written,” you spluttered. “You don’t actually see it on the screen.”

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You Called.......

Author: Shane AO3 Link:You Called……. Warnings: smut, masturbation, sex toys

You tossed your phone to the side. The story you were reading was not helping the issue. It didn’t matter how many times you made yourself cum, you were almost exploding with sexual need. It had been three months and you didn’t know how much longer you could last.

You stood, pacing in your small motel room. The Winchesters were two doors down, doing research for the case you were working on with them.

The Winchesters, the most gorgeous hunters on the planet, weren’t helping this burning desire in your core. Dean, with his chiseled jaw, emerald eyes, and satisfying bow legs; and Sam, his gorgeous long, thick hair, hazel eyes, and just how HUGE he was. Jesus, you had to stop thinking like this.

You growled, throwing on sweats, you decided to go to their room to see if they’ve come up with anything. You ran your hands through your long curls, trying to tame the bed head you had achieved during your marathon masturbation session. Once you were satisfied that the boys wouldn’t figure out what you had been doing, you left your room, making your way to their door.

You knocked, then stuck your hands in your hoodie pockets. Dean answered the door, his eyebrow shot up, a mischievous grin growing on his face. Your eyes widened and your cheeks grew red, he already knew.

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