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That's Not What James Meant...

James: Dammit! Where’s Sirius?!

Remus: I don’t know.

James: Merlin, we should just get a collar and leash, and put it on him.

Remus: No need. I already have one.

James: …

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The Guard

The market place was unusually crowded for this time of day. Castiel had noticed it immediately, senses sharpened by the guard walking his way. It wasn’t a vast difference, just a few extra people, a new cart owner or two. His eyes dart around, trying to detect anything else out of the ordinary. When nothing immediately catches his eye he relaxes, just minutely.

Only seconds later his arm is being snatched up by a cloaked figure and he’s being snatched into a small, almost invisible alcove; breathing labored as he struggles against the brutish figure. The charmed laugh that reaches his ears as he feebly attempts an escape gives him pause and he turns sharply to yank the hood from the mans head. Sandy brown hair and jade green eyes greet him, the smug smile seeming to fit right in amongst the freckles and laugh lines that decorate his face.

“Dean. I thought you had forgotten.” Castiels voice is nearly breathless as he takes in the features of the now uncloaked guard in front of him. A small, withheld smile takes place on his own lips as he looks him over. He always was a sucker for a man in uniform. Dean looks at him with unabashed fondness and it melts his heart.

“Come on, Cas. You know I could never forget about you.” He leans forward, cupping the street rats cheek in his palm, caressing the apple of his cheek with his thumb tenderly. Every third day for the last 365 days they have been meeting in secret. Dean was the first to ever claim him and as far as he’s concerned he’ll be the last.

With shaking hands he reaches out and pulls the other man closer to him, until they’re only a breath apart. He leans up on his toes and plants a soft kiss on Deans lips, his own chapped and dry from hours of being in the stifling desert sun. The effect is the same though, his heart races and his entire body relaxes against that of the larger man. Dean doesn’t hesitate, He never has when it comes to Cas. In less than two seconds he has Castiel lifted, legs wrapped tightly around him and pressed tightly against the rough sand brick wall behind him.

The husky moan that sounds into their lips lingers for only a moment as Dean pulls back, looking Castiel over as if this is the last time he’ll ever see him. Fingers trail over spit shiny lips but don’t stay there long, soon replaced by the tender kiss once again. Castiel whimpers, wiggling beneath Dean, his body begging for what he knows is coming.

Slender hips grind down against Deans half hardened crotch, creating the delicious friction that he can’t stop thinking about for day after one of their little meet ups. He hums in approval and uses one steady hand to reach between them, pushing away the ties of his pants and releasing himself from his cloth confines.

Castiel doesn’t hesitate to reach his own hand down and taking Deans so that he can lead it around to his hole; tucked tightly inside of his rim is a sturdy wooden plug, sanded down and shined up by Castiels own hands and created for just this purpose. Now he will be ready for Dean with out the need for preparation.

He smirks as Deans eyes widen and become blown with lust when he realized what it is that he’s feeling. With a low growl he grips the plug between his thumb and pointer finger, tugging gently. When it catches on Cas’ rim he pulls in a sharp breath and lets his head fall back against the rough wall.

“Go ahead, Dean. Pull it out. Fill me up.” After audible consent from Cas he nods and tugs sharply at the plug which comes sliding right out, slick with oil as it leaves Cas’ channel. Dean wastes no time; these meetings that they indulge in are never long and he’s being pressed for time today, so he lines himself up and pushes the tip in, marveling when it slides in with very little resistance.

The small hitch in Castiels breath is the only sign that there is in any discomfort at all so once his body loosens up enough Dean slides himself the rest of the way inside, bottoming out with a quiet groan as he leans his forehead against Castiels as he regains his composure.

When too much time has passed for his liking Castiel whines softly and cants his hips down, silently asking for Dean to move. When he doesn’t get the hint Cas growls low and clenches himself around Deans shaft.

“If you don’t move I’m going to throw you down and ride you like an Arabian carpet.” He hisses through clenched teethed causing Dean to chuckle and slowly pull his hips back. He pulls out until only the head is inside and then snaps his hips forward, slamming into the slightly smaller man, not bothering to hold his force back.

Cas moans and tangles his hands into Deans hair, blunt nails digging into his scalp. The slight sting doesn’t deter him though, instead it only works to push him on. He sets up a steady pace, fucking into Cas in a rhythm that has the other man keening against him. The most beautiful thing in the world, in his eyes, is when Castiel is taking his cock and still begging him for more.

Just the image alone encourages him to pick up his speed, hips snapping and retracting at a break neck pace. Castiels entire body trembles under his touch, cheeks flushed and eyes watering in ecstasy. Blunt fingernails dig into various parts of his body at this point, always changing location and always so needy, trying to pull him closer.

“Shh, I’ve got you sweetheart. Gonna make you feel so good, Cas. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Deans breath ghosts over his ear as he whispers sweetly in his ear. His entire body reacts to the other mans words, back arching against him and breath huffing from his lips in heated little pants.

Dean coos as his hand slides between them so that he can grip tightly to Castiels weeping shaft. Skilled fingers grip him, tugging at his shaft like he’s trying to milk the orgasm straight from his body. Castiel nearly cries out when Dean changes his angle and begins pounding directly into his prostate. The electric pleasure that courses through him is almost overwhelming and he has to bury his head in Deans shoulder just to muffle his cries of ecstasy.

Once Dean has realized that he’s found that magical spot he pounds hard into it, making Castiel see stars. It only takes a few thrusts for him to come undone. His entire body tenses up, clenching his rim around Deans still rock hard cock as he shoots white hot ropes of come between their bodies, thankfully missing Deans guard uniform completely. He moans out Deans name quietly as he rides through his orgasm, the little white dots that dance in front of his vision slowly fading.

Dean follows soon after, the tight heat of Castiel swallowing his length like it was made to do so, throwing him over the edge with only a few extra thrusts of his hips. He groans and thrusts a few more times, helping them both ride out their climax’s.

Once Dean softens and slips from Castiels body he sits the commoner man down gently on his feet, a wistful smile on his face. As they’re both tucking themselves back into their britches he relaxes and leans forward, lifting Castiels chin so that the other mans looking at him. He presses a kiss to his lips and smiles before stepping back.

“Until next time.” Just like that he watches the only man he’s ever loved transform back into the guard that he was trained to be. Castiel sighs sadly and wipes himself down with his ripped tunic, a bitter grimace on his face.

‘One day, Castiel. One day you’ll have everything you’ve ever wanted. Including Dean.’

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Supernatural 13x06 Promo “Tombstone” (HD) - Castiel is reunited with Jack and, together with Sam and Dean, they head to a sleepy old western town to investigate a murder. Dean gets to live out his boyhood fantasy when he comes face to face with a famous, gun-slinging outlaw.

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Could.... could that final scene have been ANY MORE romantically coded?

I mean, there could have been a slow motion run into each other’s arms, and a smooch, but otherwise no I don’t think they could have been any more blatant lol

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Daddy's Boy Part 2: Sam and Dean are gone far longer than Sam had anticipated so when he steps through the door he heads straight for Jack's bedroom. As soon as the door swings open and reveals his boy all trussed up and waiting for him he sighs in relief. With out even bothering to shut the door behind him he steps up to the Nephilim, who's still sitting pretty, and runs a gentle hand through his hair. Jack's shining blue eyes stare up at him, trusting and waiting. The look sends a jolt straight to Sam's dick and it twitches to life in his jeans. Before he speaks he moves to the edge of the bed and sits, his long legs remaining off of the side and his hand still tangled in dirty blonde hair. Jack watches him with rapt attention, as if he is the only thing in the world and this causes an adoring smile to break across Sam's lips. He gives his lap a small pat, gesturing with a twitch of his head for the boy to come to him. "Come here Jackie, sit on Daddy's lap and help him get hard." He watches as Jack perks up and scrambles over into his lap, one leg on each side of his waist. Jack looks up at him with a questioning gaze and tilts his head to the side before averting his eyes and looking down at his own leaking erection poking through the white lace of the panties. The sight causes Sam's mouth to water as he let's out a hum of appreciation. The hand that was in Jack's hair moves down the side of his neck and stops when it reaches his throat. Sam gives a gentle squeeze and pushes his semi-erection up into the meat of his boys ass. "Come on baby boy, show Daddy how you use that pretty little ass." Jack needs no further prompting from his Daddy and he begins to slowly roll his hips, grinding lightly against Sam's lap. Their hard on's slot together through fabric and it pulls a small whine from Jack. The sweet friction causes him to pick up speed, going from a teasing roll to a deep rocking, seeking out the orgasm he's been denied for the last hour or two. Sam tuts and shakes his head, gripping Jack's neck tighter and using his free hand to grab the smaller man's hip, stilling him instantly. Jack whimpers and juts out his lower lip, looking down at Sam from under thick lashes. Sam chuckles and releases his neck, running the hand down a soft, naked chest before letting it rest on Jack's other hip. "Someone's an eager boy. You know what eager boys get?" When he's met with silence he pushes Jack from his lap and onto the floor. The boy stares up at him from his knees as Sam unzips his fly and pulls his half hard cock from it's confines. The hungry way Jack licks his lips is not missed when Sam begins to stroke himself, but his boy waits patiently from his spot in the floor. ((Sorry for any mistakes. I haven't edited yet.)) Title: Daddy's boy Author: atrickstersfantasy Artists: atrickstersfantasy Rated: M Warning: NSFW, smut, bondage, sexual themes, BDSM, Daddy kink.

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Reblog to let your followers know you are a safe person to come out to.

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I made a video edit of Jack and Clark.

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sam about jack:

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DADDY CAS IS ON THE HORIZON I CANT BREATH

What?

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Dean: “I agree with you Sam.”

Sam: “brb I’m gonna go shit a brick”

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Tag yourself I'm Rich.

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Beauty in curves™ Artist: atrickstersfantasy I have plans on my attempting Sub Cas next. So be ready for that.

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What are you talking about? Im not crying. You're crying. :')

fallen!au: it’s finally time for a wedding

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