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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