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Careful What You Wish For	By : HeadmasterFelix Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Prayer
Sam disrobed in a hurry, nearly tearing his shirt as he flung it off of himself and kicking his pants off with such recklessness that he stepped on his phone and keys as he moved into the motel bed. Full nudity is something he very rarely experienced outside of the shower, and with Dean guaranteed to be gone for several hours, he had to take advantage. Soon, he slid his hand under the blankets and down his abdomen, gently palming himself while trying to conjure up something to focus on. He wasn't particularly aroused yet, but he was alone and had learned long ago to never let alone time go to waste.
His hand moved but nothing was happening. His mind struggled for ideas, images, remembered sounds, anything that could nudge him forward. He came up with plenty, but still nothing. With a frustrated sigh, Sam ran both of his hands over his forehead and through his hair before shifting in bed, trying to make himself more comfortable.
After a pause and a readjusted pillow, Sam tried again. "Don't think, Sammy. Just... don't think," he tried his best to follow his own advice, attempting to relieve the mental pressure of forcing this. He let his hand do all the work, allowing his focus to fall on the present sensations rather than conjured images.
Soon, he was getting somewhere. He grew hard and his whole body began to react - his pulse deepened, his pupils dilated, his muscles tensed. With lust building, his ideas finally began cooperating.
He envisioned another man, hand wrapped tightly around his own cock. Sam was more accustomed to picturing feminine curves, usually Ruby's, but that was mostly just habit. That he was naturally gravitating towards men tonight was a welcome break from routine. He let out a groan, his head pushing back and spine arching. His fantasy was muddy and half-formed and consisted almost exclusively of images involving his cock, someone else's cock, and both of their hands in a myriad of configurations. It wasn't until he was getting close to release that he was granted clarity. It was Cas. He had no idea what Cas actually looked like under all his layers, but he knew, through something akin to dream-logic, that it was Castiel. The fantasy broadened; he could all but feel wings surrounding him and hear deep, reserved groaning in his ear.
"F- fuck, Cas... Cas!" His formerly wordless panting became a lust-filled prayer. Sam felt a need for Castiel as deeply now as he ever had, even if it was truly desire rather than genuine need. He wanted him here, wanted to be under him and sliding deep into him. It didn't strike him that he had little idea what that would actually feel like. More than anything else, he wanted Castiel to hear him and know how deeply and desperately he wanted the angel. That feeling shocked him out of his fantasy. Sam's eyes shot open and he cursed under his breath. 'That's okay, you were hardly thinking about it for a second. Plus, that's not even a real prayer. There's no way he heard that,' Sam tried assuage his impending humiliation. Deep down, he was sure Cas had instinctively heard Sam calling out for him. On the surface, he ignored it.
His hand gripped tightly again. He might have to find a new subject but his fun was far from over. Relaxing again, he told himself to just... think of anything other than Cas. Really, literally anything.
Sam's thoughts brought him to, in essence, the opposite of Castiel. Someone depraved rather than chaste, human-turned-other rather than other-turned-human, and who would be attentive rather than oblivious to Sam's physical cues. Someone with poor enough judgment that Sam could earnestly believe the rumor that he sold his soul for a few more inches.
He'd always been more of a bottom-from-the-top kinda guy regardless of his partner's equipment, but with Crowley, it seemed different. He wanted the King of Hell inside of him. If anyone could make it good, it would be him. Wishing to bottom-from-the-bottom was a new feeling and it gave Sam a rush. His pace grew quick, his hand tight and working him roughly. In his mind, Crowley had him pinned and was fucking the Hell into him. In his mind, Crowley was whispering praises and admirations as he felt Sam buck against him. In his mind, Crowley was calling him by all of his little pet names, and Sam loved each one of them.
Sam gripped the sheets with his free hand and thrust into his other. He couldn't keep his hips still to save his life when he got this close. He panted and groaned and barely spoke Crowley's name through gritted teeth. His whole body tensed, spine arching upwards and toes curling as each pulse of his climax rushed through him.
As the pleasure subsided, leaving only dopamine and serotonin in its wake, Sam laughed lightly at what had just taken place. Sam had only ever listed four people that he would absolutely never think that way about, and he'd just cut that list by half. To make matters worse, Cas probably knew exactly what Sam had been thinking only a few minutes earlier. The only comfort to be had was the incredible orgasm, and, he supposed, the fact that at least Crowley wouldn't know about it. Sam would never hear the end of it if the King of Hell knew. After cleaning himself up with a towel he'd kept handy, he let himself catch a nap.
Or he would have, if a familiar voice hadn't interrupted him on the brink of slumber.
"My, my, love. Now wasn't that a show for the ages? And so flattering."
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