Castiel pitches forward with a shout as he somehow presses even deeper. His teeth sink into the corded muscle at Dean's back as he digs his feet into the soft ground, leverage to thrust harder and harder.
"I love you so much," he grinds out, kissing it the red, angry mark he's left. He wraps a hand around Dean's thigh, lifting it slightly to spread him wider and take pressure off the knee that even through the haze of pleasure he can tell is hurting. "I can't...you feel so good, Dean. Do you want it harder?"
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Date: 2014-07-30 02:34 pm (UTC)"I love you so much," he grinds out, kissing it the red, angry mark he's left. He wraps a hand around Dean's thigh, lifting it slightly to spread him wider and take pressure off the knee that even through the haze of pleasure he can tell is hurting. "I can't...you feel so good, Dean. Do you want it harder?"