No where in Heaven or on Earth has ever made Castiel feel as safe as he does in the embrace of Anna’s wings; there’s no condemnation there, no responsibilities, no anger or pain, it’s just pure bliss and seclusion, nothing but him and Anna in their own little universe for a while. When she settles naked into his lap, Castiel is apprehensive at first, but the wrap of her wings around him wipes away all the anxiety that he might have had about the carnality of such a human act, and the way her body presses warm and damp onto his in the safety of their little cocoon melts away at his shell until Castiel’s body becomes warm and compliant in response. Her fingers draw out of him the most enthusiastic sounds as she slides them into his pants to curl around his stiffening cock and wake up sensitive nerves that he wasn’t used to experiencing, pushing his pants aside until his cock is free and pressed between the warmth of their bodies. And Castiel is free to explore too, safe in the seclusion of their bubble, letting his fingers roam over her body, revelling in the pleased sounds she makes when his fingers brush her nipples, and the way she gasps and rocks against him as his fingers slide into the wetness between her legs, enjoying the experience of being liberated from the pressures of living up to Heaven’s expectations. When Anna slides around him, the damp heat of her squeezing around the heft of his cock, Castiel is almost immediately overwhelmed with the sheer indulgence of being independent of Heaven’s rule, and more than that, Castiel is overwhelmed with the pleasure of being wrapped up by Anna in a new way; it’s almost a shock when she comes, clinging to him with hands and wings and the clench of her muscles around his cock, but not nearly as much of a shock as it is when Castiel comes, crying out a sound that is swallowed up by her wings the way his come is swallowed up by her body, removing all traces of sin so that when her wings finally part and return them both to the confines of reality, there is nothing left to be ashamed of.
Every inch of him tastes like chocolate and suddenly Anna realizes why all her arguments were in vain; it wasn’t at all a waste of perfectly good chocolate, it’s the best way to compliment the chocolate. Even Castiel’s moans are delicious as Anna moves over his body, licking and sucking from his neck to his navel, smearing chocolate sauce over her skin as she slides down farther to taste the layer of sweet syrup clinging to his thighs, avoiding exactly what he wants because she knows how long his patience will hold out once her lips are wrapped around his length. She doesn’t even have that long though, because one accidental brush against the swollen sensitivity of his chocolate covered cock and Castiel pushes bolt upright, fingers scrambling to get ahold of some part of her body. He catches her knee, throwing her off balance, dragging her upward in the most awkward roll and tumble that she can remember - right up until Cas pulls her thigh over his head and nuzzles up between her legs. Cas doesn’t even give her the benefit of a warning, doesn’t tease or toy with her, he just buries his face between her legs, licking and sucking at the tender flesh of her pussy, making Anna moan with more pleasure than chocolate could ever give her.
He was reluctant at first, worried it meant he wasn’t enough, but Castiel changed his mind rather quickly after the first time they used it and Anna came for a food ten minutes straight. Now she’s bound to the bed with fur cuffs because Dean suggested a woman could squirt with enough stimulation and Cas is as eager to try that as he is to pleasure Anna. Her body trembles under the constant vibration of the wand and Cas only lets up for a few seconds when her howls of “please” and “I can’t” border on sounding pained. Cas holds her lips apart with his free hand, body settled between her legs to watch her pussy contract and spasm; and he’s pretty sure he’s never seen anything more beautiful or erotic in all his millennia of existance. He’s there, waiting between Anna’s legs when she ejaculates, lips parted to taste the thrill of her while the wand buzzes discarded on the floor beside the bed.
She likes to tease him, mostly because it’s so easy and he’s so damn responsive. Anna straddles his back, naked arousal rubbing against his skin as lips and fingers stroke feather after feather with no other goal than to hear him whimper with pleasure. And he does, fisting the sheets, moaning her True Name, hips grinding down against the mattress seeking friction for his aching cock. She’s a dirty minx for doing this to him so often, but Cas submits for one reason and one reason only. Because he knows that she gets herself as aroused as she’s making him; and when he can’t take it anymore, loses control, and flips her over to push hard and demanding into her slick cunt, she’ll be all the more ready for him because Anna can’t work Cas up without succumbing to it herself.
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“Oh, those are nipple clamps, I don’t think you’re ready for those, yet,” Anna answered.
Castiel frowned and turned onto her stomach. “What do you do with this, then— oh!” She’d flipped the switch, and now the little tickler was buzzing away in her cupped hands.
“Let me show you,” Anna said, taking the toy from Cas’ fingers, and she lowered her lips to catch the gasps that ensued.
