[ His eyelashes shiver as his eyelids flicker, trying and fighting to keep his eyes open at all when there is so much going on that is so important to watch. Ruby's gaze hold on his own, but she smiles, and he feels his heart sink, watching her sink down to her knees, her naked body now completely irrelevant but for the fingers on his hips and the swell of her bottom lip, freshly bitten.
As an angel, of course, he knew about oral sex. It was one of those strange conundrums about humanity that made it upstairs, confusing any angel which heard about it, and yet humans were hardly the only species to engage in either that or masturbation. Even horses masturbated; it was so strange that they associated it with the devil. But there still seemed something so strange about them putting their mouths on each other's genitals, even enjoying it.
That was, until Castiel was the one with hot breath whispering against his turgid arousal, the heat racing over his body, making the ends of his feathers shiver in their bondage. Even just the hint of touch was wrecking him. Castiel had no idea what would happen when she actually touched him.
Under any circumstance but this, he might have even answered her question, but she stared up at him, and he stared down at her, and then she put her tongue on the tip. He moaned softly, a helpless act of pure desire, no rebellion at all in it. He hadn't been made, or taught, to fight anything like this, and, damn it, nobody else had ever even tried. His chest swelled as he took in a breath after his moan, and he let it out in another as she blatantly refused to continue. ]
If I tell you... If I tell you, will you...
[ Let me go? Not even the first thing on his mind right now. He tried to arch his neck to get closer to her, as though that would make what he wanted to ask for more private. ]
Will you... Please, will you put your mouth on me? I only know that I need it...I need it.
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As an angel, of course, he knew about oral sex. It was one of those strange conundrums about humanity that made it upstairs, confusing any angel which heard about it, and yet humans were hardly the only species to engage in either that or masturbation. Even horses masturbated; it was so strange that they associated it with the devil. But there still seemed something so strange about them putting their mouths on each other's genitals, even enjoying it.
That was, until Castiel was the one with hot breath whispering against his turgid arousal, the heat racing over his body, making the ends of his feathers shiver in their bondage. Even just the hint of touch was wrecking him. Castiel had no idea what would happen when she actually touched him.
Under any circumstance but this, he might have even answered her question, but she stared up at him, and he stared down at her, and then she put her tongue on the tip. He moaned softly, a helpless act of pure desire, no rebellion at all in it. He hadn't been made, or taught, to fight anything like this, and, damn it, nobody else had ever even tried. His chest swelled as he took in a breath after his moan, and he let it out in another as she blatantly refused to continue. ]
If I tell you... If I tell you, will you...
[ Let me go? Not even the first thing on his mind right now. He tried to arch his neck to get closer to her, as though that would make what he wanted to ask for more private. ]
Will you... Please, will you put your mouth on me? I only know that I need it...I need it.