SPN: Angel Kink Meme Prompt-fill - Angels in the Impala
I couldn't help myself! I did another one... and have plotbunnies for a few more.
This one from an anonymous Kinker. Gabriel/Castiel Grace!sex and wing!sex. PWP is fine.
Bonus points if there's absolutely no physical human sex whatsoever.
Double bonus points if Sam and Dean walk in on them and aren't entirely sure what's happening at first.
Warnings: Um… sex via Grace and wings isn't really all that suggestive. Gabriel's got a dirty mind though, and uses it to full advantage.
Castiel felt the brief brush against his Grace and glared over his shoulder. Gabriel just grinned back and did it again causing Castiel to hiss in annoyance.
"Seriously Cas, you sure you're okay?" Sam glanced over at him. Gabriel had insisted that they all needed to drive to the next town together, since apparently flying would draw too much attention. From the look on Castiel's face, the younger angel hadn't agreed, but he wasn't going to contradict the archangel. Ever since, however, Castiel had been either glaring at Gabriel, glaring out the window, or shifting uncomfortably.
Given how volatile the two angels had been getting lately when forced in close proximity, Sam and Dean were both worried. So they'd split them up as much as possible within the confines of the Imapala, Castiel riding up front with Sam driving, Gabriel behind Sam and Dean behind Castiel. However, knowing Gabriel, they were certain that the archangel/trickster/whatever had done something to their angel.
"I'm fine," Castiel turned his head and glared at the passing cars. He ground his teeth together when he heard Gabriel's voice in his head.
No you're not. You're extremely… frustrated. I bet I could help with that.
There was nothing Castiel could do in response - he'd never been very good at telepathy, had never really needed to be, and he couldn't respond verbally without tipping off the Winchesters.
I mean it, Castiel. You could use some relaxation. I could get you very relaxed.
Cas glared into the mirror, noting that Gabriel's smirk hadn't faded. He bit his lower lip to stifle a groan as he felt the more insistent push at his Grace, then froze as he felt Gabriel's wing come forward and caress his.
C'mon, just go with it. After all, it's not like the two mutton-heads here are gonna know what's going on. Just… space out a little, and let me take care of you.
Castiel's eyes glazed over slightly, his breathing becoming shallow, as he gave in and reached back towards Gabriel with his own Grace.
That's it, oh that's wonderful…
He reached out with his wings as well, grateful not for the first time that human structures had no effect on the appendages. They could both reach their wings right through the seats of the Impala, caressing each other gently.
"You guys are seriously weirding me out right now," Dean muttered. He'd noticed how Gabriel had finally shut up and was now staring out the window, sporting the same glazed look as Castiel.
Think about it, public sex in Dean's car, and he's not even aware of it. You like it don't you, kinky little angel.
Castiel felt it as Gabriel's wings stroked his, their Grace entwining and dancing together. He was amazed that neither of the brothers could feel it, it was nearly overwhelming him with the steady build of pleasure.
Yeah, you're loving this. The thrill of getting caught just adds to the fun of it, doesn't it? And you're gonna want to do this again - maybe next time we'll find a really public place. How about… a cathedral during mass?
The words along with the final touches of Grace and wings were enough to drive Castiel into the final rush of pleasure. They both shuddered simultaneously, coming back to their vessels breathing hard and sweating.
Even as Castiel was finally coming down from the high, he heard Dean's horrified exclamation.
"You just had sex in my car, didn't you!"
Castiel looked through the rear-view mirror at Gabriel and raised an eyebrow.
"I think he noticed."
"Dude!"