Fanfiction - "Whispers in the Dark"

[kitsu84]

Title: Whispers in the Dark (One Shot)
Rating: NC-17 (dark themes; sexual content)
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters/Pairing: Dean and Castiel
Spoilers: Only if you haven't seen the premiere...
Beta: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own any form of Supernatural whatsoever. And for all intents and purposes, that's probably a very good thing.
Summary: Dean seeks to find temporary solace.
Notes: This is just a soft little ficlet, written to the sounds of Chopin, Clint Mansell and Breaking Benjamin, which is an epic combination by my standards.

This could also be considered as a companion piece for: "Where is my Angel?"

Comments are always appreciated, however they are not necessary. Now then, on with the fic.

To lie here under you,
Is all that I could ever do,
To lie here under you is all,
To lie here under you is all that I could ever do,
To lie here under you is all,

Rain rain go away,
Come again another day,
All the world is waiting for the sun.

- Breaking Benjamin; "Rain"

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Pellets of rain were beating against the motel room window, creating a soft, sweet melody. Dean couldn't help but think they were the tears of Angels; crying for the sin he was about to commit. Still, he didn't care. He needed this more than anything else on this earthly plane. He needed a release from all of the burdens that had been weighing down on his shoulders for as long as he could remember.

He wasn't Atlas; he was just a man. Why was it his responsibility to carry the weight of the world?

Soft fingers started to brush lightly against his smooth skin. They slowly make their way up his torso, stopping only to draw circles around his nipples. They reach his collar bone, tracing it. The Angel leans in, planting soft kisses along Dean's neck. He starts to whisper sweet sentiments into his ear.

Slowly, all of Dean's earthly worries begin to fade away; he looses himself in this moment - a moment of solace in the arms of an Angel.

The Angel asks permission to enter. Dean grants it.

Dean feels the slow penetration at his entrance; his breath hitches as a sensation of intense, pleasurable pain overcomes his entire body.

The Angel takes it slow at first, so as to avoid hurting his precious human lover. The thrusts are slow, and short. He kisses Dean's mouth, enjoying the unique taste of him. He now understood why so many of his brothers chose to fall all those millennia ago. The pleasures of the flesh were intoxicating.

He pushes his tongue into the cave of Dean's mouth, and Dean accepts it. The two of them then loose themselves in this one passionate kiss.

After what seems like forever and yet not long enough, Dean breaks away. He tells the Angel that he wants him to go deeper.

The Angel simply nods, and begins to thrust faster, harder. He goes even deeper, brushing against Dean's prostate with each movement. Dean allows a loud groan to escape his lips as his body tries to arch off the bed. The Angel simply puts his hand on Dean's chest, and forces him back down. He then brings his hand up to meet Dean's, lacing their fingers together.

With one final thrust, they both of them take the Lord's name in vain as their bodies are overcome with a wave of sheer and utter ecstasy.

The Angel collapses on top of Dean; the both of them breathless. Dean wraps his arms around him - his Angel - and kisses him softly.

"You know you are my salvation," Dean whispers once the kiss is broken. The Angel simply replies with: "And you are my corruption."

Comments

[kitsu84.livejournal.com]

Heh, me too. XD

Thanks for reading!

[sheneya.livejournal.com]

I can't seem to do anything but bottom Dean myself. Great story.

[kitsu84.livejournal.com]

Thank you. ^^