Prompt: Chuck/Castiel, post 4x22. Because we all know Chuck wanted to tap that angel in that last scene, amirite? Cue a lot of bordering-on-badfic!gospel, strange author-avatar moments, angel perving, and even worse writing. Porn--literal or not--is optional. (p. 21)
Prophetic Porn
Chuck's day starts out like any other. He wakes up close to noon with a major hangover. He clumsily staggers into the bathroom leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. He turns on the shower and steps under the pulsating spray. He cringes as the frosty water shocks him awake. He recalls that his hot water was shut off a couple days ago. He showers hurriedly, trying to keep himself from getting frostbite.
'Well on the bright side,' Chuck thinks. 'At least the cold water will keep me from thinking things that could get me smitted by the almighty hand of God.' His thoughts referred to the fact that most mornings he strokes himself to completion, his mind filled with thoughts of a dark haired angel.
Standing butt naked and dripping wet on his bathroom tiles he realizes that he'd left his towel on the floor of his bedroom. He sighs and heads back to his bedroom still unclothed. He walks past the living room and sees a figure standing there. The person's back is to him so he can't see its face.
"Who's there?" he shouts trying to hide how nervous he is. The person turns. It's Castiel the angel.
"It is I, Castiel" Castiel says.
"Oh…" Chuck says surprised. "What… um… are you doing here? Not that I mind, of course" he says nervously.
"I am here to discuss your prophesies regarding Lucifer," Castiel answers.
"Oh um… what do you… uh… need to know?" Chuck said painfully aware of his state of undress.
"Have your visions reveled any pertinent information relating to Lucifer's movements?" Castiel asks. He'd crossed the room while talking and was now within arm's reach of Chuck.
"Um…ah…I…uh…."Chuck stammers. He can barely remember the question. Instead he is focused on the stunning angel so close to his nude form. He does the only thing he can think of: he presses his lips to Castiel's lips. Chuck finally pulls away from Castiel when he needs to breathe. He looks into the face of the heavenly being that he was just in a lip lock with. It shows the same impassive expression that ordinarily graces his features. "Oh… I…I… I…I'm S…Sorry I didn't mean," he stammers but is cut off when the angel pulls him into a kiss.
After a moment of shock Chuck begins to kiss back. Their tongues each seek out the other's mouth where they battle and explore. Chuck's hands tangle in Castiel's hair. Castiel's hands in turn stroke Chuck's neck and shoulders. By the time they pull apart they are panting. Chuck's unrestrained cock is hardening from the contact. Castiel looks down and Chuck knows he can see it. He wants to be swallowed up by the floor but, then Castiel smiles.
Castiel's hand moves to Chucks swelling penis and begins to slowly caress it. It quickly inflates under Castiel's hand until he is achingly hard. The room is filled with the sound of Chuck panting as Castiel moves his hands up and down Chuck's shaft. It only takes half a dozen strokes and a few swirls of Castiel's thumb over the head of Chuck's cock before he is coming all over Castiel's hand with a loud moan.
Chuck's knees go weak and he would have collapsed had Castiel not caught him. He looked up at the angel wondering what happens now. The angel seemed to know what Chuck was thinking and think about it himself for a moment.
"Would you like to have sexual relations with me?" Castiel asked after a moment. Chuck responded by nodding his head so vehemently that it looks like it is about to pop off. Then, they quickly make their way to Chuck's bedroom. When they get there Chuck quickly arranges himself on the bed. Castiel strips and gathers some necessary supplies before joining the prophet on the bed.
Castiel places a pillow under Chuck's hips in order to get better access to his puckered hole. He unscrews the lid of a jar of Vaseline that he had found on Chuck's dresser. He slickens his fingers with it. Then he takes one finger and rubs it around the outside of Chuck's hole. Chuck is beginning to get hard despite just coming. He gasps as just the tip of Castiel's finger pushes into his hole.
Castiel pulls Chuck into another kiss as he slowly works one finger into the prophet. Castiel quickly moves on to two and then three fingers. Finally he's stretched enough for Castiel's porn-star-sized cock. Chuck moans loudly as Castiel's man meat is pushed into him. One it is all the way in he pauses. Chuck is gasping at the sensation of being so full. Full of an amazingly hot angel's huge cock.
"Move, please move" Chuck begs after awhile. Castiel obliges by pulling almost all of the way out slowly before quickly pushing back in. "Cas" comes a strangled scream as Castiel hits his pleasure center. Soon Castiel finds an acceptable rhythm and is hitting Chuck's pleasure button with every thrust. What began as a very distinct cry of Castiel's name becomes mixed with cries of "dear God", "oh yes" and incoherent moans. Castiel is not silent either.
"It is very warm inside you" Castiel says his voice not portraying the pleasure evident in his body. "Your anus is snug around my penis. These sensations are very pleasurable. I enjoy the act of fornication with you. It is pleasurable to have my penis inside your anus…" Castiel rhythm quickly brings them both to the edge.
"I am about to experience orgasm" Castiel warms before shooting warm strands of white cum into Chucks body. "I would like you to orgasm now as well" Castiel tells him. That's all Chuck needs leave an explosion of stickiness of both of their stomachs.
They collapse together on the bed both spent from the best orgasm of their lives. Castiel pulls his deflated member out of Chuck's hole. He wraps his arms around the writer and they spoon together savoring the aftermath of their awesome orgasms.
"I love you, Cas" Chuck says quietly afraid that the angel won't return his feelings.
"I believe that I love you too Chuck" the angels says back. "Now you require sleep, I will watch over you."
Chuck does as his sexy new angelic boyfriend says and falls asleep in his arms, knowing that he's safe.
***
Chuck picks up the last page of his latest work from the printer tray. It's still warm. Now all he has to do is wait for it to happen. He just has to be patient. It doesn't matter that he has half a dozen similar stories hidden under his mattress that have yet to come true. This one will. He knows that this is the one. For real this time. This one will happen…he hopes.
AN: That's the last one (probably). I'm not going to be posting anything else for awhile. I'm going to be really busy the next couple weeks. First I'm going on vacation with the family then I'm going back for my sophomore year of college. I will be trying to work on my first multi-chapter fic "It's a Wonderful Lie". Hopefully it will be up in September.
I hope you enjoyed this story and you'll tune in for future stories. Until next time : )