671. There Are Different Types of Love....

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(Taken shamelessly from mememaker's 126. I can love you in so many different ways. Because I looooove mememaker and this was one of my favorite memes.)

This meme deals with three types of love, angsty, sweet, and twisted! Please note that there are triggers abound!

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Because I can't kill ideas once they get in my head 3-11

[sterlingwins]

[Sterling and Dean seem to be even more short with each other these days. Quicker to snap insults, quicker to fight. The reasons are easy enough to decipher; it's an out, it's a way to vent. Taking abuse and giving it. Even if Sterling isn't quite up to Dean's standards, it's just enough. And Sterling is at least versed enough in fighting people beyond his level (Eliot is a memory his body wont soon forget, in all possible meanings

[sterlingwins]

[There's a murmur of contentment as Cas tips his head back, relaxing into the way Sterling touches him. It's not entirely unexpected considering the man's love affair with sexuality, but it's still a pleasant development. There's a low gasp pulled from Sterling's lips as fingers squeeze at the crest of his hip, and there's a tension, waiting to see if Cas is going to push further. And Sterling is either going to have to figure out where those lines are very quickly, or make him stop. But he doesn't, and that curves a smile on his lips.

Instead, those fingers are slipping up to the tip of Cas' chin, keeping his head tipped back as he leans in, pressing lips against the other man's throat. It's not a kiss, more a drag of lips that scrapes against that stubble. His mouth drags down, a soft nip of teeth and lips against the hollow of his throat, a hum of quiet pleasure, trying to not move too hot or too fast, keep it here... where ever exactly that might be.]

[heavenonhigh]

[He murmurs quietly as his head's held in place, and he's about to say something about not expecting a move like that out of Sterling, but then there are lips and teeth dragging down the side of his jaw and neck (and he loves that, maybe he hasn't been giving the man enough credit...) and he isn't going to risk losing that contact. His hand slides up the back of Sterling's neck and into his short hair, nails scraping slightly against his scalp, more encouraging than holding him in place, though he hopes he doesn't move away any time soon...

Sterling's mouth slips lower, tracing the path his fingers had been moving over and he moans, a low vibration against Sterling's lips. It's a slow-burning kind of pleasure, one that he rarely indulges in just because quicker is easier, and he's more than willing to enjoy it while he can.]

[sterlingwins]

[Sterling murmurs into Cas' skin as fingers slide up the back of his neck and curl in his hair, nails sliding against his scalp in a way that he very definitely likes. It's definitely encouraging, and definitely enough to keep Sterling's lips moving against Cas' neck and back up to nip along his jaw as drags of his lips slowly shift more and more into proper kisses. Not what he'd expected when he'd come over scraped and bruised from another rough with their Fearless Leader, but it's better.

His fingers tugging that shirt up to expose the other man's stomach, because he wants to feel skin, and somehow that idea doesn't seem as dangerous as it probably should. A hot moan muffled into skin as his fingers trace over his ribs, like he's mapping out Cas' body with his hands -- he is.]

[heavenonhigh]

[He sighs his approval as Sterling's lips continue to move against his neck; it's making his cheeks flush, cock twitching with interest as those kisses become deeper, hotter. It would almost be a problem if it didn't feel so good; he knows this isn't likely to go much further but he doesn't care.

He's a bit distracted by that to notice Sterling's hand pushing his shirt up to palm over his stomach and ribs; he definitely feels that moan against his neck, though, and he arches his back into the press of fingers against his skin. His fingers curl loosely in Sterling's hair and he gives a gentle tug, testing, trying to work out what makes the other man tick. Strictly for curiosity's sake, of course...]

Prolly only tag I'm gonna manage; my power's out sooo sitting in the dark on my phone. F U WEATHER!

[sterlingwins]

[The way that Cas' fingers curl in his hair, and then tugs against those strands makes Sterling's back arch, leaning into the other man's fingers, a hot catch in his breath, although he doesn't pull away from his neck. Sterling is clearly over-dressed for this, but he's always over-dressed; it's part of that carefully constructed line seperating Sterling from everyone else that applies to everyone except Cas. He can't help the way that his kisses get hotter, slips of lips and tongue and teeth gleefully reddening skin with pleasure

Awwwwww jeez dude I hope it comes back on soon, if it isn't yet. D:>

[heavenonhigh]

[He can feel the marks being sucked into his skin and it makes him shiver and tip his head back, arching his neck into the assault. It's just this side of pain, just rough enough to be good. He's becoming more aware of hands sliding over his stomach and up his sides, surprisingly rough fingertips brushing over his nipples and he squirms a bit under the touch, soft pleasured sounds on his lips.

He wonders how far he can push this, what he'd have to do to make the other man stop... Not because he wants to, but because he wants to know what to avoid. This feels like a game, and he doesn't know the rules. His breath hitches as nails scrape down his sides and he mirrors the movement across Sterling's scalp, down the side of his neck and into the collar of his shirt, presses against the muscle.]

power came back around midnight, and my computer died. left it unplugged and it works now. YAY

[sterlingwins]

[Sterling shivers a little at the way that Cas arches his neck, presses back into his lips, the way he squirms under his fingers. Those soft noises of pleasure slide through him, make his cock twitch in his slacks, though he intends to ignore that as best as he can manage. His fingers tug at nipples, pinching just a little, trying to figure out just how much of rough Cas likes as his teeth bite at the pulse under his lips.

It's the kind of game that Sterling has always played, figuring out the rules and limits with actions instead of words. Sterling's breath stutters in kind as nails scrape against his scalp, making him tilt into fingers as he soothes teeth with soft whispers of lips. A low murmur of enjoyment as fingers move down his neck and into his shirt, touching bare skin.]

LONG LIVE THE COMPUTEEEER. And the power.

[heavenonhigh]

[Fingers pull and pinch at his nipples and his breath catches, comes in soft ragged gasps through parted lips. It's almost funny, the way he's being seduced instead of it being the other way around. The way he'd imagined it, when he'd imagined it at all. He's not complaining though, he's willing to give up some control if it means pleasure like this, tightening and coiling in his groin.

He's painfully hard now, aching for some kind of touch, some kind of friction; he avoids sliding his hand over the front of his denims to take some of the pressure off but it's a close thing. Instead he reaches across his chest to curl fingers in Sterling's shirt and pull him closer, not completely on top of him but as close to it as he can manage.]

Not-dead computer makes me HAPPY

[sterlingwins]

[Those ragged gasps make him shiver, make Sterling want to find more ways to pull those noises from his lips. He lets flat nails scrape carefully across those hard peaks, and then down Cas' sides, reddening skin under the careful abuse of soft skin. His mouth mauling that pulse point, hot suction bruises under lips and teeth. Marking him. It's not entirely intentional, more a desire that Sterling doesn't see a reason to not indulge in.

He gasps, lips coming away from skin briefly as Cas grabs his shirt, pulling him closer, and Sterling presses their bodies fully together. It makes it impossible to hide the fact that he's every bit as hard as Cas is. It's distractingly difficult to resist the urge to roll his hips, to try and get some friction, take away from of that ache. But, Sterling still has his self-control, and that's courting a direction he's trying to keep this from.

He kisses him instead.]

<3 yes!!

[heavenonhigh]

[Cas is endlessly grateful that Sterling doesn't try to resist as he pulls him closer. Tipping backwards and dragging Sterling with him, he leans his head against the couch's armrest, shifts beneath the other man's body to a more comfortable position with one leg hanging off the side. He's very, very aware of Sterling's cock pressing against his thigh, hard and hot and making his own dick twitch in his jeans, and he swallows thickly as he tries to focus on why, exactly, he shouldn't be pursuing anything more than this

Re: <3 yes!!

[sterlingwins]

[Sterling has a brief desire to slide fingers under Cas' leg that hangs off the edge of the couch and pull it in against his waist. But, That Way Lies Danger and so he stuffs down the passing desire. His cock twitches against the other man's thigh, and he gasps, sharp and hot into Cas' mouth as he kisses him harder. Sterling pressing all the want he wont act on against Cas' lips, and that affection that's the reason he bothers with self-restraint at all. His body pressed against the back of the couch, and he uses a hand to pull Cas in against him.

Playing with that line. Won't go that far, but likes the feeling of having him close, the feeling of touching, of lips on lips and hot kisses. There's a muffled noise that might have been Cas in between their mouths and he curls their bodies together, trying to run that line between sensual and sexual, and not sure if it's working.]

Re: <3 yes!!

[heavenonhigh]

[He pulls back a bit to suck at Sterling's bottom lip, sharp nips of teeth and soothing swipes of his tongue as he arches his back against the couch, shifts to press his thigh only slightly against Sterling's cock; it could almost be accidental... It isn't, of course, but he's trying to take this slowly, as foreign as that concept is to him.

He palms his hands down Sterling's sides, slips them up under his suit to untuck his shirt, slide fingers against the bare skin of his back. Murmuring appreciatively, he smooths over the soft curve of his spine, hands finally settling at the small of his back. Not pulling him any closer, just resting there and stroking fingertips over the stripe of skin above his slacks.]

So adorbs. <3

[sterlingwins]

[There's a ragged gasp, almost a moan as Cas' thigh brushes against his erection, pleasure and heat that shoots through him, makes him shiver for a moment. There's that way he almost leans into it, almost grabs onto Cas and presses into that friction, but holds himself back. It's clear enough that Sterling wants the pleasure, but is holding himself back anyway. Given the sort of person he is, it's not altruistic, not about any silly ideas about purity, but simply that there's something else he wants more.

He sucks at Cas' lips, nibbles and murmurs into the breathless kiss between them. He's much less restrained when it comes to pressing into the hands sliding under his shirt. His fingers mirroring the gesture, curling against the other man's spine. Touches soft, coy as he traces over the vertebrae with a murmur, body curling in against Cas' as he pulls him in against him, shifting and trying to make it less likely for Cas to press against his erection like that.]

So I'm being straight up kidnapped tonight, gonna try to get in as many replies as I can before then

[heavenonhigh]

[Cas breathes out a pleasured sigh as Sterling's fingers trail over his spine and trace over the vetebrae, his own hands palming up over the other man's shoulders under his shirt. The skin is warm and soft under his fingers and he presses in gently, massages the muscles as he feels them move beneath skin.

He's tempted, so tempted to bring his leg up, hook it around Sterling's waist and pull their lower halves flush. The desire to grind against the man's body is almost overwhelming, but he resists, instead nipping against Sterling's lips, groaning slightly at the lack of the contact he craves.]

[sterlingwins]

[Sterling lets his hand slide again Cas' back, touching skin, soft caresses of fingertips and scrapes of his nails as he enjoys the feel of the man against him, under his fingers. His other hand holds hard against his waist, as if he can somehow use that grip to keep Cas from misbehaving, from pushing this further. Hard to keep himself from giving into desire, when it's someone that he wants and that is clearly so willing. But he wants more than just this, isn't the sort to be satisfied with just a shag, just a roll in the sheets and see-you-later.

He moans softly as teeth nip at his lips, the man groaning against his skin. Sterling sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, a low murmur at the feel, the taste of skin. When he slips away, it's only to trail kisses and nips of teeth against his jaw, down his throat, sucking more marks into skin, almost possessive. Eventually his head leaning into that curve of neck and shoulder, pressing soft, lazy kisses against his neck as he nuzzled into his body.

Now... if they could just stay