[ That wasn't really very difficult, considering this was the only handjob he'd ever had. Castiel none the less encouraged Dean closer toward him, rocking his hips up into his fist as best he could from the position he'd adopted. It wasn't that easy. Castiel shuddered, unable to keep his sounds entirely to himself, but it was more important to Castiel by miles to return pleasure, something he did with surprising talent. Castiel knew where to touch his arousal to deliver all the best touches. His thumb brushed against the tip of his cock, and then his finger tipped sidewards, the tip of his nail dragging against the slit.
He stroked down, taking a firmer grip near the base and just pulling up half an inch, using a rougher touch here, where the skin was a little less sensitive. ]
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He stroked down, taking a firmer grip near the base and just pulling up half an inch, using a rougher touch here, where the skin was a little less sensitive. ]
God, Dean--Dean, Dean, Dean.