Seven O'Clock on the Dot (NSFW - Castiel and Meg)

[masters_meg]

{ Continued from here}Meg used the opportunity to spread her legs so that they were on either side of his hips and draw him closer. There was no need to go to a bedroom. She thought this place was great

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[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

Castiel pulled at her shirt and was at least able to get it out of being tucked into her pants, one hand slipping up it while the other worked on her belt. He got hold of her tongue and lower lip with his own lips, sucking at them gently. It was good that his own pants were coming off, because they've been feeling a bit tight for a while now. He hadn't gone commando, but the boxers had more room at least.

[masters_meg]

Meg planned to push both his pants and boxers down, but only managed his pants and to disarray his boxers lower onto the hips. She abandoned her mission because she wanted to explore under the boxers instead.

Her hand disappeared into the warm depths of his boxers and quickly found their goal. Her fingers wrapped around in a firm grip as she leaned further into the kiss and nipped at him a little.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

He'd gotten her pants partway unzipped, but when Meg's hand slipped down his boxers and around his length, he let out a low, surprised moan, then nipped back, kissing her deeply. His other hand was further up her shirt, trying to get under her bra.

[masters_meg]

"You know I don't like any of my clothes, right?" She said huskily and into his mouth before her mouth continued her barrage of kisses.

One hand slowly pumped his cock, up and down, while her other hand moved to further his boxers away. Meg liked what she felt. So far so good, she thought.