Cas has shy wings. He’ll fold them up tight next to him or duck them under his arms when he thinks someone is coming too close. He’ll hide them away when they meet anyone new.
But, when Dean has a terrible night and he’s sitting on the floor, Cas sits next to him and slowly, slowly lets them unfurl, just ghosting around Dean’s frame like an umbrella. It’s so close and Dean can’t help himself. He raises a shaky finger and brushes one of the feathers with it. Involuntarily, Cas’s wing flutters back with a whoosh and Dean thinks he’s hurt him. When he looks at Cas’s face, he has his eyes closed and he’s biting his lip.
Dean opens his mouth to apologize, but when he does, he realizes that Cas’s wing is still slowly coming closer. Closer. Dean watches, mesmerized, as the tip of the wing dips and brushes, feather soft along his arm, Cas’s hands in fists as he breathes out.
Dean touches his hand in reassurance watching it unfurl. The muscles in the sides of Cas’s eyes relax and finally, he lets them blink open.
They’re close, foreheads touching, holding hands. Dean holds perfectly still when he feels the wing tentatively wrap around his arm, slowly tightening. It’s intimate and he can see Cas’s lips twitch with tiny shudders Dean doesn’t fully comprehend, and he knows. Knows Cas has never done this.
So, they stare, the feathers fusing to Dean’s skin, their breaths heating up the tent that’s created under the giant blanket of wings, one over their head now as the space between them gets smaller and smaller. And Cas’s fingers tremble with every miniscule twitch Dean makes, even as the hunter tries to stay achingly still.
Cas’s breaths are fast, his hair wild, eyes bright even under their shadow of black.
Dean’s out of breath, too, simply from watching him come undone.
Then, leaning forward as slowly as he can manage, Dean kisses him chastely, noting the way that Cas’s lips are soft too, in a different way, the movement of their mouths together small, but desperate, as wings tighten around them with a growl.
Dean doesn’t know when it happens, but suddenly, he’s holding Cas, his head against Dean’s chest, eyes closed. He looks exhausted and small.
Lightly, Dean kisses the top of his head, tasting a little fluff of hair between his teeth.
“Thank-you” he whispers, and he feels the flutter of wings against his skin.
Kim Taehyung Smut! Dom Tae! Sub Reader! Werewolf AU! Smutty smut smut.
Your boyfriend had always managed to be in control of his werewolf senses in order to keep you safe and his hyungs unhurt. But what happens when his uncontrollable heat occurs right after his comeback performance and you jut so happen to be wearing his favorite dress? ;)
You watched your boyfriend strongly perform his comeback for “Not Today”, obviously proud and a little turned on by your boyfriends powerful moves. He seemed to be having the time of his life till you noticed something wasn’t quite right.
Out of the corner of your eye you could see him make a few gestures, inferring that he was in some sort of pain. You continued to watch him carefully, and that’s when you noticed it. His eyes were turning from his usually sweet brown to bright yellow.
“Shit”, you mumbled. Walking over to the side of the stage to see the boys finish up their performance.
“Come on baby , your almost done, finish strong then run off, you can do it, control it”, you pleaded as you desperately tried getting one of the boys attention.
“Chong, jujun,Balsa”, the song finally ended as you made eye contact with namjoon, him reacting to your worried expression.
You then mouthed “ his heat” vigorously pointing to tae. Namjoon then looked at tae, tae panting heavily, gripping onto namjoons jacket for dear life.
“Hyung, I need to get out of here”, Tae growled, panic spreading through Namjoon’s body.
Namjoon then looked at you sending you a slight nod, meaning they were ready to abort mission. You then ran off to the van, they used for tae if this sort of thing were to possibly occur. Waiting for your lover to arrive you grabbed the chains that were secured in the van.
The door swung open as tae crawled inside, Namjoon giving you a worried look, you nodding as if saying “ I got this”, him closing the door. A groan escaping tae’s lips as you locked the doors and told the driver to step on the gas.
You quickly grabbed his wrists to wrap the chains around him, only to be tackled down onto the seat, a yelp escaping your lips.
“Tae, baby”, You whispered in fear. He didn’t say anything,as he dipped his face into the side of your neck. You grabbed onto his shoulders tightly. “Control it “, you said, unsure of what was to happen next.
“(Y/N)”, he growled, as his fingers ghosted down your body frame.” This is my favorite dress of yours”, he said before yanking it up above your waist, exposing your black laced thong.
You yelped at his sudden action, pushing at his shoulder’s. “Baby you need to…”, you stopped as he interrupted you.
“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down”, he growled, now completely ripping your dress apart. Your eyes widened at his strength, this was the first time you’ve experienced his heat away from home. This was dangerous; no chains, no face mask, and no basement separating the two of you.
No matter how dangerous this situation was, the way he was being with you turned you on. He was always so sweet with you whenever you two had sex, while he was always dominant, he was never this rough with you, and it turned you on , so much.
“You like this don’t you kitten?” he growled deeply, “you like how rough i’m being, I can smell how wet your getting”, he said as he roughly grinned his pelvis into yours, earning a moan from you.
“And don’t call me baby, i’m daddy tonight”, he said before ripping off his clothes, connecting his lips roughly to your neck.
“Baby”, you moaned. Completely ignoring his request. He grunted flipping you over, smacking your ass roughly, earning another yelp from you.
“What was that kitten? I don’t believe that’s what I said you can call me tonight”. he growled smacking your ass again, you gasping; his actions turning you on even more.
“Daddy, i’m sorry daddy, i’ll be a good kitten”, you moaned. His spanking making you wetter by the minute. He gripped your hair roughly, turning you around, still on your hands and knees. His dick was now right in front of your face, throbbing harder than you’ve ever seen it before. You licked your lips at the sight, squeezing you thighs together to release the aching.
He looked down at you, “such a cock slut”, he barked. “Open that mouth so I can fuck those pretty lips of yours” he ordered, pressing his cock against your mouth.
The second you parted your lips, he forced himself into you mouth, fully pushing himself in, making you choke around his thick length. Your hands rested on his thighs as you looked up at him with teary eyes. He groaned/howled at the feeling of your throat clenching around his cock, turning you on more than you already were.
“That’s right kitten let me fuck those lips of yours, such a good cock slut”, he growled as he started pounding into your mouth.
You had a feeling that this was going to be his way of releasing his heat tension so you let me fuck your mouth. Not only did his barbaric actions turn you on, but his harsh words did as well. You were definitely a cock slut for him and you loved the way he looked when he got off too you.
After a few minutes of him brutally fucking your mouth he pulled out, you whining at the sudden loss of contact.
He sat back in his seat, looking you in the eyes,” come here and ride daddy, kitten”, he said his canines, looking smaller than they did when he first got into the car.
You applauded yourself, the sex was working, and you sure as hell weren’t complaining.
You positioned yourself above his cock, slowly sliding down his shaft; moans leaving both of your mouths, filling up the car as much as his cock was filling you up.
You started moving a reasonable pace, to get use to his size, earning moans from your lover. His hands moved to you hips, pushing you down onto his cock. “Faster”, he moaned, you quickening your speed. “Faster” he repeated, your hips now moving faster to fit his needs.
“I said faster goddammit”, he yelled as he started pounding into you himself. You holding onto his shoulders for dear life as he thrusted into you with such force that would have send you flying into the ceiling of the car.
“Fuuuuuccccckkkk”, you moaned/yelled, your walls clenching around his cock. “Daddy i’m gonna cum”, you whined loudly, throwing your head back.
“Don’t you dare fucking cum until i say you can”, he barked, pounding into you in an inhumanly speed, chasing his own high.
After a minute of you holding back your orgasm he finally approached his.
“Now”, he barked. The two of you screaming out each others pet names as you both came harder onto/into each other than ever before. You both clung onto each other, coming down from your highs. You looked into his eyes, his eyes now returning to his lovely shade of brown as you smiled at him, giving him a light kiss on his lips.
“Baby… i’m sorry if I was too rough”, he said with a guilty tone in his voice, scared that he might have harmed you.
You giggled, a confused expression appearing on his face.
“Please be that rough more often daddy”, you purred into his ear. Him blushing and holding you closer as the car came to a stop.
“Oh my god … we were fucking in the back of a van”, you said, embarrassed that the driver would judge you highly.
“Okay kids, here’s your stop.” the driver said as he looked back at the two of you quickly covering yourselves.
“And just some advice honey”, the driver said looking at you. “Take a long shower, your sure going to feel that in the morning”. He said with a slight smile, you covering your face in embarrassment. Your boyfriend laughing at the situation.
“And you”, he said to Tae as he stepped out of the car. “You better treat her like a queen after the damage you did to her walking schedule”. Tae only laughed as he pulled you close.
“I sure will”. he said closing the door, leaving butterfly kisses on your cheek.
“ My queen”, he mumbled onto your cheek, causing you to giggle.