Summery: you loved playing head games, but Sam and Dean were practically immune to your advances now, not that you wanted them anyway. In an attempt to spice up the game, you decide to go for your favourite angel, not realizing the affects you can have on him.
Castiel x reader
Word count: 1215
Warnings: dude, total make out scene, just saying. Uh, I don’t know, sexual frustration Kinda sorta?
A/N: English is not my first language! I’m sorry if there are any mistakes! (and not just spelling, like, wording and stuff. In my defence, English is very confusing sometimes.)
It was a game you played with the boys, I mean, it was easy to get inside their head, especially being a girl and living with them. You loved watching them stutter and stammer at your advances, knowing it wouldn’t lead to anything. But lately it was getting less and less fun, they were becoming immune. That’s when you decided to set your eyes on another member of the Winchester family. Castiel.
You were hesitant at first, mostly because of your feelings towards the angel, but deciding that it couldn’t possibly hurt anything. You were going to see how long it took for Cas to get sexually frustrated, it almost seemed impossible which made you even more determined. Walking out of your room in a simple pair of blue plaid pyjama shorts and a black top, you were trying to figure out the best ways to get under Cas’ skin. Not paying attention, you smacked into Dean.
“Oh no” he groaned, running his hands down his face
“What?” you questioned looking up at him.
“Those shorts and that shirt only spell trouble.” he muttered walking past you.
As you walked into the kitchen, you noticed Sam munching on some freshly picked strawberries.
“Mmmm” you said, picking one up. Climbing up onto the chair, you sat on your legs.
“Oh God” Sam muttered, looking at your shorts.
“Am I really that predictable?” you ask, throwing the top of the strawberry at Sam.
“We don’t trust you in shorts, not after the Impala incident.“
You smiled to yourself, “Oh yeah” that had been a good day.
“Hey Cas!” you yelled, watching Sam’s eyes go wide in realization.
“Y/N, I don’t think that’s a good idea-”
“Nonsense, it’ll be fun.” you say
Without a moment to spare, Cas appeared at the kitchen table beside you.
“I believe Dean had said it was a “day off”. Is something wrong?” the angel said using air quotes and squinting.
“Nope.” you said biting into the strawberry slowly, eyeing Cas “I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out.”
“Oh-uh, I-I guess I could spare a moment away.” he said as he averted his eyes away from your mouth, a blush seeping across his face.
“Y/N…” Sam started but you cut him off.
“So whatdoya wanna do?” you ask, watching the angel.
“Hey! Stop hogging all the strawberries!” you yell at Sam and lean over pressing into Cas, his face close to your chest. Quickly he looked the opposite way. But not before you notice the blush that spread across his face. As you tried to grab for a strawberry, Sam pulled them away.
“I think you’ve had enough.” he says smiling.
“Oh really?” you reply, leaning into Cas even more.
Cas instantly reached over, grabbing a strawberry from the container and thrusting it into your face. You laughed and, instead of taking it, you bit the fruit. Looking up you saw a wide eyed Cas. This was a lot more fun.
“Do you think you could help me move all these books into my room?” you ask pointing to a pile of books behind Cas that you’ve been meaning to bring to your room for the past few weeks.
“Yes, I am happy to help.” Cas replied, looking at you.
“I’m sure you are.” you threw a wink Cas’ way and watched as his eyes went wide.
Getting up from your chair, you bent over and grabbed some books, throwing a look behind you, you noticed that Cas was looking anywhere but at you.
“M-Mmhmm.” Cas mumbled grabbing the remaining books and transporting to your room, leaving you to walk.
You shook you head and laughed. This was much more fun.
“Oh come on Sam, its just harmless fun.” you say as you walk to your room.
By the time you got to your room, Cas had put away his pile of books, they sat messily on the bookshelf. Laughing you set down your load.
“Okay, how should we organize them?” you ask
“Alphabetical it is” you say as you start to arrange the pile of books. It was quiet as the two of you worked, until you remembered that you had stolen Deans i-pod. Walking over to the small bedside table, you turn it on and set it to the song that had been playing previously, some random classic rock band. Walking back, you noticed how stiff Cas looked.
“You okay Cas?” you asked from behind him.
“Hmm? Yeah, fine” he said putting up more books.
Right. Grabbing books, you both worked, listening to music and occasionally chatting. As the books started piling up, it became harder and harder to reach the top. Reaching on your tippy toes, you could feel your shirt start to ride up as you tried to push the book into place. Without warning, Cas’ hand was placed on your hip as he reached up and helped you with the book. Lowering yourself, you noticed that Cas slowly removed his hand, staring at the place where it had once been.
“I think there’s one more book over there.” you say pointing to the single remaining book. Cas walked over and grabbed it as you leaned against the bookshelf. Walking back over, Cas looked at the single remaining spot for the book, and it was right above where you stood. Trying to place the book on the shelf, you couldn’t help but press yourself against Cas a little, sliding the book into place he gasped as he felt your body against his.
“What are you doing?” he said breathlessly.
You smiled and shrugged. As Cas was about to step back you grabbed his tie.
“Y-Y/N-” he stuttered.
“Yes?” you questioned innocently.
“I don’t think you understand the affects you have on-”
“Lets find out.” you say smashing your lips into his. At first you feel his surprise as he jerks back, but that disappears in an instant as you grab a fist full of his hair. This is not usually how the game plays out. But you weren’t complaining. Cas places a hand to the back of your neck and the other on your hip, brining you in closer to him. Tugging at his hair, you hear him moan into your mouth. At this point, you don’t even remember about the game you were playing, this had been what you wanted for a long time, you just never thought it would actually happen.
Breaking away from each other for breath, Cas started to pepper light kisses down you jaw and neck, resulting in a small gasp from you. Placing both hands on the back of his neck, you pull Cas in closer, his two arms reach out and wrap around your lower back, pushing you into the wall with his hips. Tugging at his hair once more, you heard the angel grunt as his lips found yours again. Side stepping, you broke away from the angel even though you instantly regretted it. You heard Cas whine at the loss of contact and his puppy dog look broke your heart.
“What were those affects you were talking about?” you question, smiling.
“Oh I think you know.” he says pressing his lips into yours once more. This time, you didn’t pull away.