skidmo_fic: (dean/castiel)
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Title: Hold You in the Palm of His Hand
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Warnings: Um…fisting. Yeah.
Word Count: 1035
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me...sadly
Feedback: yes, please.
Summary: Castiel gets jealous. Dean happily accepts the consequences. Pure smut.
A/N: Written for the Dean/Castiel Kink Meme, for [livejournal.com profile] realpestilence, who wanted: Jealous!Castiel fisting Dean, very toppy and possessive. Title is from an Irish blessing.




It wasn’t supposed to go down like this.

Hell, it wasn’t supposed to go down at all.

Cas is a freakin’ angel for fuck’s sake. And yeah, Dean’s come to realize that angels aren’t the fluffy-winged, haloed, harp-playing pussies he’d originally thought, but he still thinks there are probably some things angels shouldn’t be doing.

Pinning him to the bed and shoving their tongue down his throat is one of those things.

And the thing is, he knows he should be fighting, trying to push Castiel off (though he knows it wouldn’t do any good, and that thought alone shoots straight to his dick in a way he’s 110% sure Cas can feel through however many layers of clothing are between them), but he can’t. He can only moan and writhe and suck Cas’s tongue further into his mouth.

“Was it like this with her?” Castiel asks, his voice even deeper and gruffer than usual as he pulls back, still holding Dean firmly against the mattress.

“Huh?” And that’s as coherent as Dean can be when all the blood that should be feeding his brain is currently lodged firmly in his jeans and the only thought process he can manage is, ‘More, Cas, please, don’t stop, don’t stop, touch me, fuck me, use me.’

“The waitress,” Castiel murmurs, and he grinds roughly against Dean, dragging a whimper from him. “When you went to her apartment, did you kiss her like this? Did you hold her down and take her roughly? Did she beg you, plead with you, demand that you fuck her?”

The word ‘fuck’ coming from Cas’s lips is another of those things Dean thinks angel’s shouldn’t be doing, and he can’t even think of the right answer with Castiel’s fingers working open his belt, tugging open his jeans.

“I don’t,” Dean gasps. “I don’t…maybe…don’t remember.”

Castiel laughs then, chuckle rippling from deep within his chest. “You will remember this,” he growls, and it’s not a prediction. It’s a fucking command.

Dean swallows and nods.

“Say it,” Castiel says softly, tearing Dean’s shirt off.

“I’ll remember,” Dean breathes.

“Good.” And when Castiel kisses him this time it’s slow and tender, and Dean doesn’t know how to respond, so he just gives himself up into the kiss, let’s Cas lead him, set the pace, the tone, everything.

“You shouldn’t have gone to her,” Castiel is saying, nimble hands making quick work of Dean’s jeans and boxers, shoving them down and off and tossing his own trench coat and jacket off to the side. “It isn’t safe. She could have been anyone. Could have been a witch or a demon. She could have killed you.”

“I had an itch,” Dean protests, and he thinks that understanding that urge should be another thing on his list, but he knows now that Castiel does understand, must understand, or they wouldn’t be here like this.

“Then you should have come to me.” The cheap tie comes off next, then the plain, white shirt. “The enemy is aware of your appetites, Dean. Temptation is their specialty.”

And yours, Dean thinks as Castiel kneels, naked, in front of him.

A tube of lubricant appears from nowhere in the angel’s hand, and Dean sucks in a breath.

“I will not hurt you,” Castiel says as two slick fingers find their way into Dean, and Dean hisses and nods. “I would never hurt you.”

And Dean believes him, because this isn’t about Cas hurting him, it’s about Cas claiming him, fucking owning him, body and soul, and the noises he’s pulling out of Dean are ones Dean has never heard before.

And then Castiel slips a third finger into him and hits him just there, and Dean groans and squeezes his eyes shut, and stars burst behind his eyelids, and he wants to beg Castiel to fuck him, wants to insist that he’s ready, he can take it, wants to take it, but again, he can’t, because he belongs to Castiel now, and he’ll do whatever Castiel wants, and he’ll never complain or question or bitch, because right now, right in this moment, he trusts Cas completely, totally, fully. And while part of him knows that when this is over, he’ll go back to pushing Castiel’s buttons and making him explain himself, none of that matters right now.

He’s so trusting, so lost in whatever is happening between them, that he doesn’t even notice a fourth finger inside him, doesn’t notice at all until Castiel kisses him hard and deep and pushes slowly, painfully slowly, until his whole hand is inside Dean, and Dean groans, and his eyes snap open, and he stares at Castiel, gripping his shoulders, breathing hard and fast through his nose.

He’s never felt so full, so owned, so completely and utterly wrecked with lust.

And he’s never felt more safe, more secure, more completely and utterly content.

“Cas,” he gasps, his voice a strangled squeak.

“I’ve got you,” Castiel answers as his hand balls into a fist and slowly begins to move.

Cas,” Dean says again, groaning this time.

“I’ve got you,” Castiel repeats. “You’re with me. You’re mine, and I hold you in my hand.” His voice is low, soft, soothing, and Dean nods and closes his eyes and just feels.

And what he feels is amazing. It’s intense and overwhelming and like nothing else he’s ever felt before, and when Castiel wraps his free hand around Dean’s straining cock and starts to stroke, Dean’s universe explodes, and when Castiel’s whispered, barely audible, “Let go for me, Dean,” reaches Dean’s ears, he obeys, because he doesn’t know how not to.

***

When Castiel has removed his hand and cleaned them both up, he settles himself behind Dean, spooning him, and pushes into him again, his dick filling up the emptiness left by his fist, and Dean rocks back to him, and Castiel fucks him slowly, making love to him, claiming him all over again in a completely different way.

And when Cas’s soft groan huffs out against Dean’s damp hair, Dean lets his eyes close and pulls Castiel’s arms around him, and Cas murmurs, “Sleep, Dean. I’ve got you. You’re mine.”

And he is, so he does.


fin

Date: 2009-05-25 07:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timbershiver.livejournal.com
Very nice, I haven't read a good fisting fic in ages and this was a good one!

Date: 2009-05-25 04:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eggblue.livejournal.com
Ooooh, fisting and Dean/Cas -- favorite things! Hotly done :) And I have to laugh - I remember singing this hymn in Catholic school, LOLOLOL! Pile on the kinks ;)

Date: 2009-05-25 04:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thanks'

Hee. We sang it in choir at my Christian school as well. ;)

Date: 2009-05-25 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xela-fic.livejournal.com
I'm...I...I think you broke me with the hot.

*I'll be in my bunk!*

Date: 2009-05-25 04:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Hee. Thanks!

Date: 2009-05-25 10:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] realpestilence.livejournal.com
This is even more what I wanted than I asked for-if that makes sense. :D

It's possessive and hot, but also tender...about the warmth and caring, as much as any jealousy. I love that Castiel's as much concerned for Dean's safety when he goes with other people as he is jealous (and it's really a reasonable concern, actually).

I also love that you didn't have Dean flipping out about "not gay", etc. I personally believe that for all his macho attitudes, if someone who deeply loved and wanted Dean got ahold of him, he wouldn't *care* what gender the person was, just that he was loved...that's scary enough. That little bit of naughty appreciation over Cas saying "fuck" was cute, too.


Thank you so much for writing this, I didn't really expect anyone to take it up! *hugs*

Date: 2009-05-25 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Aww, yay! I'm so glad you liked it. It was one of the few prompts that I saw that tickled me. (Mostly the Jealous!Cas, I'll admit, but I'm not too shy to try fisting :). )

Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 12:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hideme09.livejournal.com
I... am speechless. Fisting and Dean/Cas! *melts*

Date: 2009-05-25 04:11 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-05-25 01:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tygermama.livejournal.com
hmmm, such a wonderfully hot and loving thing to read first thing on a Monday morning!

I think you did a beautiful job showing Castiel in his wrath and his love.

Thanks for sharing this.

Date: 2009-05-25 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] choreograph999.livejournal.com
Wow! That was actually beautiful! And how on earth did manage to make fisting romantic!?!? Well done.

Date: 2009-05-25 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Hee. I didn't mean to, it just came out that way. :)

Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kira-bouviea.livejournal.com
*has passed out* :D

This.... Wow

Date: 2009-05-25 04:13 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-05-25 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] followthesp1der.livejournal.com
*dies of the hotness*

Submissive!Dean and Dom!Cas...these are a few of my favorite things. *happy sigh*

Grade A pr0n. Love it! ^_^

Date: 2009-05-25 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 04:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slashaddicted.livejournal.com
Sighs* Just what I needed to start my day.

Love Dom!Cas. This was really sweet and well written.

Date: 2009-05-25 04:13 pm (UTC)

Date: 2009-05-25 04:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lizajaneok.livejournal.com
Oh god! About to lose consciousness....but had to say I LOVE this. Dom!Cas and sub!Dean makes me shiver, especially the way they are written here. Blazingly hot and achingly tender! Yummmmm! *thud*

Date: 2009-05-25 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 04:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] olympia-m.livejournal.com
*very happy sighs*

I love stories with such emotional depth and intensity such as yours - they are just .... *even more happy sighs* perfect...

thank you SO MUCH!!!

Date: 2009-05-25 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thanks! So glad you liked it. :)

Date: 2009-05-25 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adhyra-19.livejournal.com
"Temptation is their specialty.”
And yours, Dean thinks

Wow, this was so sensual and dirty, and still the sense of safety and comfort comes through the physical with sheer clarity.

Date: 2009-05-25 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-05-25 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cordeliadelayne.livejournal.com
*keels over dead*

Date: 2009-05-25 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Hee. Thanks!

Date: 2009-05-25 09:10 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] misslucyjane
Dude. Dude. Dom!Cas is hot in a way I never considered. Dude.

Date: 2009-05-25 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
I KNO RITE?

This is how I see it: Cas is Dean's angel, but Dean is also Cas's human. It goes both ways, and it works.

Date: 2009-05-25 09:19 pm (UTC)
misslucyjane: poetry by hafiz (Default)
From: [personal profile] misslucyjane
That is a perfect way to put it.

Date: 2009-05-26 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ramenlass.livejournal.com
smiles with perverted glee and satisfaction =)

Date: 2009-05-27 01:23 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-05-28 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theatervine.livejournal.com
Good grief, that was hot, sensual, terrifying and loving by turns, well done.

Date: 2009-05-29 02:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theatervine.livejournal.com
You're welcome!

Date: 2009-06-22 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] witchhazeleyes.livejournal.com
Oh, man, that was intense. Simply wonderful! Hot and snutty and schmoopy, just the way I like 'em, lol.

Date: 2010-04-17 07:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] azurelunatic
:D :D :D

Date: 2010-04-22 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stargatez.livejournal.com
I...I um...yea... *crawls to bunk*

Date: 2010-09-22 09:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slashismykink.livejournal.com
WOW. The usual fisting fics I read are somehwat sexually violent (if you know what I mean), but this was so beautiful and gentle....I loved it. :)

Date: 2010-09-23 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skidmo-fic.livejournal.com
Thank you!

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