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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Dean_Winchester, Mentioned_Sam_Winchester/Gabriel
  Character:
      Castiel, Dean_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      shota!cas, Catboy!Cas, owner!dean, Underage_-_Freeform, Pantie_kink, Cock
      Ring, Sex_Toys, self_lubricating, feminising, Lace, Daddy_Kink, daddydom,
      tying_up, top!dean, Bottom!Cas, Orgasm_Denial, Marking, Biting, Toys,
      dildo, Finger_Fucking, Rimming, Scenting, Gay_Sex, Anal_Sex, bareback,
      Rough_Sex, Bondage, Begging
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-04 Completed: 2014-03-05 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 2065
****** Little angel, my kitten. ******
by TheBeastsWrite_(orphan_account)
Summary
     *CAS IS UNDERAGE. HE IS ALSO A CATBOY. THERE IS A DADDYDOM KINK.
     You've been warned.*
      
     They were like the fucking ocean. He could always tell how Cas felt
     with one glance at the baby blue, the kind of eyes that teenager
     wrote stories about and dreamed of for their prince charming and
     shit. They were framed by thick black lashes that Cas new just how to
     flutter them to turn Dean into his personal slave.
     It was how he ended up with all those new toys and panties.
Notes
     This is a tumblr prompt ~
     Enjoy!
     I would like to point out that though technically he is underage, as
     he is a catboy it does not count as paedophilia and in this AU is
     accepted.
     Come and find me on tumblr at thewolf-inred.tumblr.com
See the end of the work for more notes
***** pick up *****
Chapter Notes
     ~
     Thank you too my beta Zarathuforsaken <3
 
Chapter One
There was nothing Dean loved more then his little catboy. (Well, Sammy didn't
count because that was just plain obvious.)
He had gotten Cas about a year ago now. The boy was an Omega, a sweet little
kitten with liquid black ears that tufted up through hair that was always a
mess, no matter how much he fucking fussed. (Okay, so yes, the constant sex
probably didn't help but no one needed to know that.) His tail was overly
large, almost comically fluffy. Sleek and matching in colour, seeming almost
royal blue when the light hit it just right. Cas loved to hide under it and
could often be found pressed against Deans side cuddling both his owner and
tail like a teddy. What Dean loved most about his little kit, besides
flexibility, was those big blue eyes.
They were like the fucking ocean. He could always tell how Cas felt with one
glance at the baby blue, the kind of eyes that teenager wrote stories about and
dreamed of for their Prince Charming and shit. They were framed by thick black
lashes that Cas knew just how to flutter to turn Dean into his personal slave.
It was how he ended up with all those new toys and panties.
His cock twitched at the thought, remembering how bright blue eyes darkened,
glancing up at Dean through too long lashes. Just fuckingbegging. A lick of
plump pink lips and he was gone, gathering them and throwing them in the basket
with a roll of his eyes. Ignoring how totally whipped he was in favour of
pulling the catboy along, hand in hand to finish the shopping.
Cas had shown Dean how grateful he was later that night, that same cupid bow
mouth drawn carefully back over fangs, wrapped about his cock. Sucking him down
and moaning like Dean was his favourite icy pole. Using that too thick tail to
fuck himself open, cheeks flushed and pretty and -
God, now was not the time for this, dude. He sighed, dropping his head back
onto the comforting leather of the impala as he waited for his little catboy to
come out from Sammys. Popping one at your brothers house was just not right,
he'd lied and told his little bro that he had to swing and grab Cas fast due to
a doctors appointment - at least he hopes that's what he said because he wasn't
exactly paying attention at the time - in all honesty he just couldn't wait to
get Cas home to try out said new toys.
He smiled a little when the door flew open and a warm body climbed into his
lap.
"Hello, Dean." He chuckled a little, wrapping his arm about the smaller kit,
grinning a little and pressing a quick kiss to Cas' forehead. Chuckling when
smooth ears twitched, tickling his nose. Placing Cas onto the chair beside him,
he looked him over, glancing into those wide, delighted azure eyes with a thick
swallow.
Cas was dressed in tight black jeans and a white shirt. He liked jeans. He kept
insisting on them because he said they made him feel more grown up and Dean
hadn't argued because the Omegas ass looked fucking delicious. So he let him
wear them, along with this cute little blue tie (that was so fucking being used
later). Right now, though, it wasn't what was visible that Cas was wearing,
that got him. It was what he knew was underneath.
Panties.
Tight, blue lace panties. Snug about Cas' cock, the tip peeking out over the
top. A cute little white bow hiding the black cock ring. He bit his lip to hide
his groan, looking up and waving to his brother and Gabriel before pulling out
of the drive. Baby squealing in protest (he apologised but she'd understand his
need), licking his lips a little.
"Did you have fun at uncle Sammys today, angel?"
He glanced across before turning his eyes once more to the road. Knuckles
tightening as his cock throbbed. God, he really needed to be home right now.
"No."
Frowning, pausing to turn to his boy for a moment in surprise, followed by
worry.
"No?"
"I would rather be home with you." He swallowed, worry turning to burning need
in seconds as Cas placed a smooth, small hand on his thigh, rubbing innocent
little circles into the sensitive skin up just shy of Deans crotch.
Goddamn it, Cas, higher. He needed release. Taking a breath he schooled his
face, jerking his hips a little before slamming harder at the accelerator. Oh,
Cas, baby, you are in for it.

"Why's that, angel, don't you like uncle Sam?"
"Of course, he is very kind. But I like your cock a lot more." He almost
swerved, cursing and apologising frantically to his baby as Cas' smaller palm
cupped his now fucking aching shaft, hissing out at his kits desperate little
purr.
"Damn it, Cas, just you wait 'til we get home." He could almost hear the exited
smile from the boy as he continued to palm his owners stiff cock through his
jeans.
"Mmm~ I will try, daddy." God fuck, he was starting already.
This was going to be a long drive.
 
***** Home time *****
Chapter Notes
     Thank you all for your loveley comments, PLEASE READ THE TAGS AND
     WARNINGS.
     And enjoy of course <3
See the end of the chapter for more notes

Chapter Two

Dean will never understand quite how they got home without totalling his baby.
Half way there, Cas, the sneaky little fucker, had slipped crafty little
fingers to Deans zipper and dragged it down. Taking swollen hot flesh into hand
and rubbing until Dean was swearing fluently. The road in front of them dancing
dangerously as Dean wrestled with his orgasm.
He had ended up pulling onto a secluded road, flipping his baby boy over,
yanking the blue tie from the kittens pretty neck, revealing the still vivid,
purple hicky from a few days ago and using it to bind his hands together behind
his back. The whole while the naughty little kit had just smiled up at him.
Pupils wide and hungry, slim hips thrusting up in offering. Little mewls
of "Daddy, please" playing like a broken record.
So, yeah, it was a goddamn miracle. Here he was though, stripped down to just
his jeans, feverish skin out in the open air. His little kitten spread out on
the large king sized bed in front of him. He'd made short work of using Cas'
favourite silk blue tie to bind thin wrists to the headboard. Kissing each
patch of skin and smirking when Cas whimpered beneath him. Sure to press each
line of himself against the boy on the sheets. He pulled down and back,
grunting a little when sharp hips thrust up, his kittens hard cock rubbing
against his clothed one, causing him to bite back a moan of pleasure.
He'd stripped the jeans, all but torn them off. Grinning at the way the overly
large tail was thrashing heavily against the sheets, big baby blues staring up
at him, pleading and sweet. He'd left the shirt on, torn open, letting the
small flat chest and hard little nipples show for his own pleasure but giving
the kit rumbled fabric, harsh in comparison to the soft sheets under his lower
body.
Licking his lips he'd gotten to work, spreading Cas open on his tongue at
first, he didn't need to per se but Cas tasted so fucking good and made all
these breathy sighs and gasps as he worked the tight, already leaking, wet hole
open that he just couldn't resist, moving to his fingers after about half an
hour of Cas' pleading cries. He then worked his way up the boys chest with his
mouth, parted lips and hot breath tickling flushed skin as he sucked, bit and
marked his little boy. Cas loved that, when Dean marked him all up. Sucking or
grabbing hard enough to bruise. He'd plead for it, large sea gaze desperate and
wild as Dean fucked him open on three fingers.
Now though, as he pulled back to admire his handiwork, he couldn't help but
smirk, his cock pulsing almost painfully hard in his jeans. Cas was gasping and
writhing on the bed. Babbling mindlessly as his tail flicked and thrashed along
with him, ears pressed into his sweat flat hair. Pale skin all pretty pink and
glistening, his sharp hipbones and prominent collarbone littered with Deans
biting kisses. His blue panties stood stark against his skin, clinging, wet and
messy to the outline of Cas' hard little cock. The black cock ring keeping his
boy from cumming. They were pushed aside, curving about a large, 8 inch black
dildo, rigged up the shaft and vibrating on setting three, pressed mercilessly
to his little kitten prostate.
Cas had passed out twice, screaming and sobbing Deans name as he pulled and
fought against his bonds, chest heaving in pleasure. Dean had held out for
fucking hours now and he couldn't take anymore, not with the sweet scent of
just Cas smothering the air around him.
Climbing up, he leered down when blue eyes shot up, hazy and feral, pupils
having eaten almost all of the colour now, lashes fluttering against his skin
as he whimpered and wiggled his hips at Dean. Kicking aside his jeans, he
almost lazily palmed his cock, biting his lip when Cas licked at his lips.
Reaching down, he smeared his fingers and palm through the thick slick coating
the kits thighs, pulling back and taking his shaft in hand. Slicking it up with
a low moan, rocking into his own grip. Cas gasped and choked out his name. Hips
fucking the air obscenely.
"Please, daddy. Please, please, fuck me. I'll be a good boy, please, need your
big man cock, daddy."
He shivered at Cas' high pleading tone. Deep purr rumbling in Cas' chest so
that his whole body shook with it. His little wet hole clenching around the toy
at his words. Humming, he reached down, pulling the dildo free just to stare
greedily as the kits entrance clenched eagerly about nothing. Grinning to
himself when Cas squirmed and continued to plead. Climbing up, he prowled onto
the bed, crawling up his angels body to press hard kisses to full, bitten, red
lips. Licking and soothing the marks there, guiding the head of his cock into
the welcoming body under him.
He made a sound, feral and none human as Cas clenched, still fucking virgin
tight, around his cock, milking him as slim but strong hips pushed back, trying
to work Dean even deeper.
He was so fucking wet, so fucking hot and so damn fucking perfect. Gritting his
teeth, he pulled back and thrust. Hard. His balls slapping against pert cheeks
as he fucked into his kit.
Cas went goddamn wild beneath him, screaming and moaning and arching up even as
his hips pushed back, making small circles that drove Dean fucking crazy.
His hand fumbled a little as his cock throbbed, slamming into his little kitten
over and over until Cas was once more sobbing with his need for release,
reaching blindly down to capture Cas' cock. Flicking off the cock ring with
trembling fingers, circling and tugging at the shaft.
Cas came hard and loud. Howling Deans name as his tail went still, the tip
slapping against Deans naked thigh, his large eyes glazing over, locked to his
owners.
Dean fucked him through his orgasm, rocking into Cas with wild abandon. The
headboard slamming into the wall with brutal thuds as he locked his fingers,
surprisingly tight, to the kits hips, the litany of "Daddy, feel so good,
please, fill me up" ringing in his ears.
He came with a muffled scream, biting down on Cas' neck and grunting. Finally
his cock filling and spilling deep into the little catboy under him.
He took a moment to breathe before forcing his limbs to work, untying his baby
boy, already heavy with sleep, dark eyes fluttering shut then creeping open as
Dean moved to grab some wipes, cleaning them up and rubbing lovingly at tense
muscles.
"Feel better, little kitten?" He smiled slightly, tucking Cas into bed,
settling back as the boy and his fluffy tail-made-teddy wrapped about his side
and yawned, fangs flashing.
"Yes, Dean. I love you."
"Yeah, angel. Love you too."
He didn't care if maybe he shouldn't, 'cause Cas was everything he could ever
need. (Besides Sammy. Which was fucking obvious.)
Chapter End Notes
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