Author’s Note: Smutty part two, as requested! If ya’ll want it, I’ll write it:*
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Warnings: Smut, cursing
Summary: Cas asked, now it’s up to you to teach. Picks up right where my last Castiel imagine ended;}
*Not my gif*
Castiel’s hands were still holding your thighs, albeit gently than before. His words echoed in your mind.
He had more questions?
You tried and failed to keep the ghost of a smile off your lips. “Like what?”
Cas opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His eyes dipped momentarily to your lips and below before slowly returning to your eyes.
“I…” he swallowed. “I think that you are extremely beautiful. I think that you are brave, and strong, and kind, and everything good humanity has to offer. I think…”
Heat flushed in your chest. “You think what, Cas?”
“I think I love you.”
A huge smile broke out of your face.
“But not like I love Sam and Dean,” he clarified, and you couldn’t help the giggle you let out.
“I love you too, Cas.” You cupped Castiel’s face in your hands. “You have no idea.”
For a few moments you simply stared at eachother, mesmerized at each of your own luck.
“You’re beautiful, Cas.”
Castiel’s smile faltered. “It’s really just a vessel, I -”
“No Cas, you’re beautiful. You are not a vessel, you’re an angel - literally. Your spirit and your smile and who you are, that’s what’s beautiful.”
A goofy smile lit up Castiel’s face.
“I love you,” you chuckled, ruffling his hair.
“Can I ask you my question?”
“Of course, Cas.”
Castiel’s eyes once again drifted to your lips. “Dean told me there’s ‘fucking and there’s loving’. I want to learn how to love you.”
You flushed. “You mean…”
Castiel returned his eyes to yours. “If you want me, yes.”
You didn’t even need to think about it.
“Yes, Cas.” You ran your thumb over Castiel’s bottom lip, smiling when his eyes fluttered shut. Your free hand threaded through his soft, messy hair, massaging his scalp. “What do you want me to teach you?”
“T-tell me…” Cas gulped, struggling to focus on his words. “Tell me if I’m doing things right.”
“Okay,” you smiled, leaning in and brushes your lips against his. You were pleasantly surprised when Cas forcefully pushed up to meet you, eagerly moving his lips with yours. You let out a soft hum when he softly prodded you lips with his tongue, opening your mouth for him. You tilted your head when his tongue entered your mouth, desperate to feel him deeper.
You pulled back reluctantly, giggling when Castiel’s lips tried to follow yours.
You leaned back, lifting your shirt over your head and flushing when Castiel’s eyes lowered to your breasts. He glanced up at you, tentatively leaning forward. Once he recognized the longing in your eyes, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips over your heart.
You kept your hands in his hair as he gently kissed his way down your cleavage. He cautiously reached behind you, fumbling with the clasp of your bra. You froze when the article dropped in between you, his eyes glued to your now naked chest. Then he moved in, slowly and carefully, taking your left breast into his mouth.
“Cas,” you whined, cradling his head against your chest.
He pulled away, pouting up at you.
“Later,” you promised. “Do you want to wait, or just do it?”
Castiel pressed another kiss to your chest. “Later?”
Satisfied with your promise, Castiel began *adorably* struggling to maneuver your jeans off of you.
You giggled, climbing off him. You shimmied out of the denim, watching has Cas struggled to rid himself of his clothes while his eyes stayed glued to you.
When he finally managed to remove his pants and boxers, you stepped up to unbutton his shirt.
You went slowly, eyes glued to his now exposed crotch, a sudden excitement bubbling in your chest.
You pushed his shirt down his shoulders, returning to gaze to his. “Do you want me on top?”
Cas swallowed. “No…I want to do it. I’ll be careful.”
You smiled, kissing his cheek. “I’m not worried, Cas.”
You moved behind him, laying down on the bed and watching as he crawled over you.
He pressed his lips to yours, tenderly kissing you. He ran the tips of his fingers down your body, stopping when he reached your slit. He swallowed your moan when he slipped not one, not two, but three long fingers into you. He curled them experimentally, smiling with pride against your mouth when you squirmed beneath him. He began curling them faster, pumping in and out harder the more you moved. As you began to climb higher towards your orgasm, you grabbed his wrist.
“W-wait, Cas,” you panted.
Concern flooded the angel’s face. “What happened? Did I hurt you?”
“No no,” you caught your breath. “I want you to…uh…be in me so we both…uh…go at the same time.”
It took a moment, but understanding crossed Castiel’s face.
He shifted his body over you, reaching down to lead himself to your entrance. He pushed in slowly, dropping his face to your neck and letting out a low whine.
You rubbed his back, closing your eyes. “You got this, Cas. I trust you.”
Cas shuddered, pushing himself in all the way to the hilt, and then slowly pulling back. He started slow, but as your moans and his own pleasure urged him on, he began an almost inhuman pace. He grunted in your ear with every snap of his hips, his hands fisting into the blankets on either side of your head. You gripped his shoulders, eager to get him just a bit deeper.
“Am…am I -” Cas tried to speak, his words lost in his inability to concentrate.
“Yeah, you are.” You grinned, stroking his hair.
You felt him begin to hit into you harder, his hips smacking loudly into yours.
You came suddenly, out of the blue. You were clenching down hard on Cas, and he followed soon after. He collapsed on top of you, whimpering in your ear.
You waited until you were both completely still and down from your highs, and then you spoke.
“If you have any more questions, any…please come ask me as soon as you think of them.”
You felt Cas smile into your neck.