Castiel doesn’t bend over for just anyone, and Meg loves the fact that Dean tries. Oh, does he try, but Cas is all hard lines and an arched eyebrow and rough hands when he fucks Dean, holding him down, making him whimper, knees going out from under him when his orgasm hits, Cas owning every part of him.
But when Meg tells Cas he’s a good boy, fucking his ass with her strap-on or riding him with that vessel she’s gotten comfortable in, Cas shivers just a little and his mouth falls open, his tongue wetting his bottom lip as his eyes darken with arousal.
Cas melts for her. Would do anything for her.
Meg is always delighted by the look on Dean’s face when Cas drops to his knees, spreads his legs, canting his hips up, begging her to fuck him. Harder. Harder Meg please don’t stop don’t stop please Meg please
When Cas is a boneless mess, sated and the corners of his mouth tugged into a smile, that’s when Meg rubs Dean’s face in it, eat it c’mon Dean eat his come out of my pussy, see Cas knows how a real man does it, satisfies a woman
Dean comes again humping air and without anyone touching his cock as she grinds down on his face, teasing him, bottom boy look at you, look at both of you, my boys, such good boys
Cas can’t hide the adoration in his eyes when he looks at her and the smile and wink is just for him.
This started out as something I was going to leave in @bendoverandbiteyourgag‘s ask box, but it got too long.