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“I feel like we should switch our roles.” Castiel thought out loud mindlessly as he grabbed the wooden spoon and stirred the soup he was making.
Dean lowered his cup of coffee and quirked an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?” He turned his body towards Castiel.
“Maybe this time I can be the dominant one,” Castiel suggested with a shrug. He could see the hesitation on Dean’s expression and he smiled to calm the man’s nerves. “You’ll still be the one inside me, of course. I love being stuffed by you.” He winked and giggled. “I just meant. I can tie you up and ride you all day. Just a suggestion.” He mumbled the last part inaudibly as he looked down at the soup.
That idea doesn’t seem so bad in Dean’s mind. He always loved to take control, but if Castiel wanted to try it out then why should he deny it? They are exploring new things. “Sure. You have to promise to be careful though.” He smiled encouragingly and stood up from the chair. He walked towards Castiel and wrapped his arms around him. He propped his chin on Castiel’s shoulder and watched him stir the soup.
“I will! Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you like you take care of me.” Castiel reached out and patted Dean’s cheek before turning his head to kiss his lips. He sighed as he turned off the heater. “Now, are you ready to eat before we try it out?”
“Definitely, baby.” Dean wiggled his eyebrows and pulled away from Castiel to grab the bowls. Castiel giggled and watched him move around the kitchen so easily.
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Castiel was full of excitement when he saw Dean laid down on the bed. They were both currently naked and about to try out this role reversal he had suggested. He was frozen in place for a couple of minutes. This was his first time actually being the dominant one. He had taken a long time to finger himself open because the butterflies in his stomach wouldn’t stop. All his worries went away when Dean looked up at him and smiled; his face was full of trust. He trusted Castiel. This encouraged him to reach out and grab the rope that was beside Dean. He smiled back at the man and stepped forward to tie his wrists to the headboard. Dean let himself get tied up and felt his muscles relax instantly. The both of them were enjoying this so far.
Castiel looked at the black box on the nightstand and chewed on his bottom lip. He already knew what he wanted to put on Dean. He took off the lid of the box and reached inside for the cock ring. He had worn this so many times he loved it. He always came hard when Dean put this on him, and now he wanted the same treatment for the man. He put the lid back on before grasping the cock ring and securing it on Dean’s hard cock. He was having the same effect on seeing Dean like this. All laid out in front of him. Dean clenched his hands and looked up at the ceiling. He felt Castiel get on the bed and straddle his waist. He looked at him and smiled. The cock ring felt odd on him since he never wore it, but he knew he’ll grow used to it and love it.
Castiel grasped Dean’s cock and raised to his knees to line his cock up. He slid down on Dean’s cock with a quiet moan. He placed his hands on Dean’s chest and gasped. His thighs quivered when he rose up to his knees to slam back down. Dean threw his head back against the pillow and groaned. He wanted to put his hands on Castiel but the rope stopped him from doing that. He whimpered and his breathing started to pick up. His cock was sensitive and all he could do was thrust up to meet Castiel’s movements.
“Yes! I love it when you squirm.” Castiel chuckled when he looked down at Dean struggling with the restraints. He didn’t stop his movements one bit. His thighs started to burn but that still didn’t stop him. Dean planted his feet on the bed and thrust upwards making Castiel screamed for hitting his prostate. “Right there!” He looked up towards the ceiling and moaned loudly.
He had cum at least three times. No matter how sensitive he got he kept riding Dean’s cock. It just felt so good to him and it looked like Dean was enjoying it as well. “We should’ve done this a long time ago,” Castiel said. His arms started to shake from their position on Dean’s chest as his movements slowed down. The best part of this was that Dean was way more vocal. He babbled nonsense when Castiel squeezed around his cock just right.
Castiel got off Dean and took off the cock ring. He only needed to stroke him once before Dean started to cum. Long strips of cum landed on his stomach, chest, and even his chin. The man panted heavily and slumped on the bed. Castiel wiped away the tears and untied him from the headboard. He leaned forward and placed kisses all over Dean’s face. “That was amazing, Dean.” He whispered and grinned when he got a shy smile in response. Now it was his duty to help shower Dean and feed him something. Castiel found himself loving every second of it.