It wasn't Dean's kink. Not really. Sure, he didn't mind, actually he enjoyed it a *lot*, but there was no mistaking of who's kink it really is. As much as he tried to hide it.
All of it started as innocently as any sex relationship may. It wasn't even about sex, back then. Well... okay, it still wasn't only about sex. But then... Then even sex wasn't really about sex, as weird as it was. Dean just needed and Cass just craved to give him something. It started with a blessing kiss on a forehead... And ended with loving kisses and touches all over the body. With letting human become one with the angel and for just this few moments feel heaven.
It was amazing and Dean never denied this. He enjoyed it so much, when Castiel was just there for him. Giving him as much as he could, letting him take whatever he wanted. Being there, no matter what. For Dean.
It was the most special thing Dean was ever offered.
And yet, there was something even better, because Dean never was a great receiver. He always gave so much from himself that he barely remembered how it felt to be on the other end of the exchange. And of course, the change was nice... But only as long as it wasn't permanent and unchanged.
Because as much as Dean loved taking from the angel and Castiel calm arms around him to keep him relaxed and happy at least for a little while... Dean loved even more making Castiel loose himself. Forget the heaven and the apocalypse and only remember Dean's name, moaning it loudly and constantly like some sort of blasphemous prayer. And there was just a trick to achieve it.
When he first got to touch them, Castiel hissed, obviously trying to hold back and failing even with just something small like Dean's hand sliding over his wings, barely touching them. Winchester smiled happily and victoriously and never again when they had enough time and place to do that properly, he let Castiel go on without his wings out and in the open.
Dean's hands moving through the feathers, his mouth kissing and licking the skin between the wings and moving on to bite slightly on the bones hidden underneath the white, small and soft feather that covered the skin right on the top of the wing. Castiel now only able to moan underneath those ministrations, while Dean pushed into him, petting his wings in the same time.
He kept on pushing harder and quicker, feeling the wings moving under his grasp. Spreading themselves and then moving backwards as if they tried to hold Dean closer. As if Castiel needed Dean as close as possible right this very moment. Winchester slide his free hand further under the angel, dragging him up and holding him close as his other hand worked him off his orgasm.
Dean pushed back, himself close to the edge and his face pressed against the sking of angel's back, surrounded by strong wings. He felt feathers brushing against his skind and had to bite on the smooth skin of Castiel's back to hold in the laughter. If kinky is using a feather and perverted the whole chicken... Where exactly on the line is using the whole angel?
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