Shameless
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The whole relationship thing is still new, Dean figures. Years of pent up frustration finally taken out in every room in the bunker, in every backseat and against every wall, even the one instance in the dungeon that left shackle bruises on his wrists for a week. And every time, it’s the best sex he’s ever had, because it’s with Castiel and Castiel knows how to break him, over and over again, just to piece him back together in the end. Never in his life has he been fucked so thoroughly, with such intensity, leaving him winded and exhausted in the aftermath, heart triple timing just to keep up.
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- Part 1 of Shameless
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It’s dark, that much Dean knows. Dark, the room chilled around him from the open motel window, the blinds drawn shut. “No onlookers,” Castiel had said from the start before draping a strip of silk over his own eyes and tying it behind his head. “No one but me.”
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- Part 2 of Shameless
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Dean doesn't make a habit out of it, going to bars for the explicit purpose of picking someone up. Or, that’s what he’s always told himself.
But tonight, he has a plan.
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- Part 3 of Shameless
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Castiel would have accepted it, would have allowed Dean to pull out his best moves and swallow down what he could. But Dean had asked, had begged Castiel to take him away, just enough for him to lose himself, to alleviate the weight on his shoulders, at least for a little while.
One hand is all it took.
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- Part 4 of Shameless
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Dean’s been hard for the last half hour, his erection foregone in favor of what Castiel wants from him. And what Castiel wants is Dean with his ass up and writhing, moaning incoherently into the sheets.
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- Part 5 of Shameless
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Dean knows what he wants—but Castiel won’t take, at least not now. They have an arrangement for the next few days: Castiel won’t come until Dean really deserves it, a date that’s slowly driving Dean up the wall. He’s needed Castiel in him for a week, and Castiel is apparently content to make him squirm with just the thought.
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- Part 6 of Shameless
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Intense is a word for it—completely paralyzing is another. Dean’s been on the bed for the better part of an hour now, ass in the air and hands bound behind his back in a knot that only Castiel can cut him out of, knees spread, face pressed into the sheets. Behind him, Castiel keeps a hand to his tailbone while he busies himself with slowly driving a lipstick pink vibrator into Dean’s ass, the color matching the lace panties he’s wearing, now pulled off to one side to expose his hole, slick with lube and saliva and Castiel’s come.
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- Part 7 of Shameless
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“Concentrate on my fingers,” Castiel orders from somewhere closeby, maybe next to his ear, maybe over his lips. Wherever he is, Dean can’t tell, his own moans all he can hear. All the while, Castiel continues to smear some unidentifiable liquid—blood, lube, spit, Dean doesn’t know, doesn’t care—across his chest, over lifelines and scars, all in increasingly disjointed patterns. All of them render him immobile, his limbs seized on the verge of orgasm for minutes at a time, always right there, there.
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- Part 8 of Shameless
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“C’mon,” Dean pants, sweat dripping from his brow to his nose. Tenderly, he chews at his lower lip, red and swollen from absent attentions, too sore to even kiss with; Castiel longs to feel them against his own, feel how slick and flushed they are just to drink in Dean’s continued whimpers. “C’mon, let me…”
“I told you,” Castiel says, breath caught when Dean brushes against his prostate, Castiel’s body shuddering when he does it again, again. Weakly, he reaches to fist his own cock, wet and purple in his grasp, his fingers coming away soaked in precome; Dean sucks them down when offered, his eyes rolling back. “You can come whenever you want.”
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- Part 9 of Shameless
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“Think about it, though.” Setting his mug on the table, Castiel shoved Dean’s chair to face him, Dean’s heart immediately in his throat. Castiel’s hands gripped the metal back of his chair, their foreheads close, Castiel’s knees parting his own. “Unsightly as you may think it is, it could be a new experience for you. I’d be with you the whole time.” He ducked his head, lips pressed against Dean’s jaw, collar, up to his chin, open mouthed and obscene. “It’s up to you. You can decide in a week.”
But a week passes, and still, Dean is unsure. No matter how much research he does or how many embarrassing visits he makes to every porn and fetish site known to man, he still can’t wrap his brain around it. No matter how many times Castiel assures him that he’ll be fine, that in his care, nothing could possibly hurt him, the idea of… sounding just seems like torture.
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- Part 10 of Shameless
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As much as Dean hates to admit it, he’s never entirely gotten used to the feel of Castiel’s fingers inside him.
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- Part 11 of Shameless
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Dean finds them in a box, crammed and abandoned behind a collection of lightning glass and unused ash spikes—a pair of pearl pink ballet slippers, with ribbons at least five feet long at each ankle, and in fairly decent shape; no moth-eaten holes, no ripped fabric, no tears in the box or the platform. They’re just slippers, but as to why they’re in a bunker previously housed by strictly men is the question Dean can’t answer.
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- Part 12 of Shameless
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Aches, Dean knows all too well: muscle soreness accompanying a hunt or another sparring match at the gym, the occasional bump or bruise or even more unpleasant gash torn somewhere across his skin, or just the pain of getting older, bones no longer working just as well as they should.
This, though, is something he's never quite gotten used to.
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- Part 13 of Shameless
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Castiel doesn’t sleep. Or, at least, he doesn’t need to. That still doesn’t explain the many nights he spends in his room at the bunker, blankets pulled tight and his pillow tucked at awkward angles under his head. At most, he rests fitfully, never quite sitting still long enough to sleep for more than a few minutes at a time; the mattress isn’t comfortable, the air is stale, and all that Castiel can hear is the foundation settling and the soft snores emanating from the rooms down the hall.
Some nights, he lies there and listens to Dean sleep, his pulse a steady thrum through layers of concrete and empty space. Only then does Castiel find solace in resting alone, as long as he doesn’t lose the connection. As long as Dean doesn’t stray too far away.
And some nights, Dean comes to him.
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- Part 14 of Shameless
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“And you’re sure about this?” Castiel asks for the fifth time, and if Dean weren’t blindfolded, he’d roll his eyes.
Granted, he is blindfolded, and he does it anyway, just to spite Castiel. “If I wasn't, do you think I woulda hustled pool for a week to buy the stuff?” He kicks the floor—or, tries too, if his foot weren’t secured to the wall. God, this was a bad idea—how did he talk himself into this again?
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- Part 15 of Shameless
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Never in the years Castiel has known him, has Dean ever looked more beautiful than in this moment: stretched out on the mattress, flushed red from head to navel, with his mouth pulled into a perpetual moan.
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- Part 16 of Shameless
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“I want you to use this,” Castiel says one morning, pressing something cold into Dean’s unoccupied hand and closing his fingers around it, “on me.”
Mug to his lips, Dean cocks a brow and rolls the object between his fingers: a length of chain with beads strung along it, a four-pointed crucifix dangling from the end—he almost drops his coffee. Said coffee, he suddenly desperately needs. “Castiel,” he chides, holding the rosary out and letting it unravel. “Kinky, aren’t you?”
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- Part 17 of Shameless
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Upon Castiel's insistence, Dean finds himself in the middle of a threesome—with two Castiels.
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- Part 18 of Shameless
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If anyone booked the room next door, Dean has no clue, nor does he give a damn at this point, legs wrapped around Castiel’s head, wrists bound to the headboard. Sincerely, he hopes if someone’s there, that they left hours ago and don’t plan to come back until this is over, because this—Dean might as well be in heaven. Shaking and writhing, he holds onto Castiel’s silk tie with both hands. Even if he wanted, he wouldn’t break free, not for this.
They have a spell to crack, in probably the most bizarre way possible.
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- Part 19 of Shameless
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The harder Dean struggles, the tighter Castiel pulls the tie.
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- Part 20 of Shameless