Eleven Erogenous Zones of a Fallen Angel

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Dean grooms Cas’ wings and gives him a bath, Cas enjoys it a bit too much (15.6k, NC-17)

Dean stared at the side of the road in horror, gripping Sam’s arm to keep himself upright. “He better not try and get back in the car,” Dean said dangerously.

Sam chuckled. “I don’t know. It’s cute.”

“Cute? Cute?!” Dean flared his hands towards the cartoon squabble of brown dust that rose from the road’s shoulder, flaps of wings and random feathers puffing out every time Castiel violently changed position. “The guy’s taking a freaking dust bath, Sammy. Like a bird.”

“I mean,” Sam said, “he does have wings. He’s about as close to being a bird as a human’s ever been.”

Dean was beside himself with agitation. “There’s gonna be dirt all over the seats. Crunchy things in the tape deck. Oh my God.” He turned away, too afraid to look now Castiel was getting to his feet.

He couldn’t help but peek, though; Castiel strode towards the parked Impala with great energy and purpose, trenchcoat billowing behind him, newly-dusted wings stretching out six feet either side of him. He flapped them a few times once clear of the dirt patch, and Dean hissed in distaste as a sparkling haze exploded from his friend, glimmering in the morning light as the breeze carried it all away. It would be kind of epic, if it didn’t send chills of discomfort up Dean’s spine.

“Nuh-uh,” Dean said, one hand around the hilt of the sword in his belt, hurrying to stop Castiel before he approached the car. “You get me to stop the car in the middle of the highway, fine. You get out to enjoy the scenery, whatever. You roll in dirt like a sparrow? Okay, I’ll accept it; you do you!” Dean pointed at the car. “But you get in my baby? Covered in dust?” He grinned murderously. “You’re walking home, buddy. You. Are. Walking. Home.”

“Dean,” Sam said placatingly. “The motel’s at least ten miles from here.”

“So we tie him to the roof like a freakin’ angelic couch.”

Sam clasped a hand over his eyes and sighed.

Castiel, however, had breezed past the puppy-eyes and had slipped into a gritted-jaw, fire-eyed, firm-shouldered death glare. “You did this to me, Dean,” he growled. “You claimed you were so willing to accept that I would end up powerless, and yet you can’t bear the consequences. You try having wings you can’t hide, or even reach the back of.”

Dean poked a finger at Castiel’s chest. “We wondered if it was possible, Cas. We didn’t demand anything. You used up the last of your power willingly. You made your wings corporeal.”

“But I didn’t know I’d be stuck with them afterwards!”

“Neither did we!”

“Okayokayokay,” Sam uttered, placing himself between Dean and Castiel, turning Dean around. “Everyone take a deep breath. Cas—” He looked at the forlorn ex-angel, who had dust everywhere, so his almost-black hair and blue-toned wings were all the same shade of brown. “Cas, I’m sorry. We’re sorry. We’re sorry you’re suffering right now. Aren’t we, Dean.”

Dean scoffed. But then he looked over at Cas, and his gaze softened. “Yeah,” he said, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Guilt seized his stomach, and he sighed. “Didn’t mean to yell n’ stuff.”

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    This was the most beautiful, sweetest, loving….❤️❤️❤️
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  5. mimzy1994 said: I fucking loved this! I love how cute that was to Castiel not figuring out he wanted to be pleasured by wanting a bath. It was nice to see this slowly happen. I would love to see more of the wing kink stuff. Some of its fluff and some smut when put together so well it’s cute and very arousing to even read. Keep on writing good stuff like this!
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