lesbiaines:

am i fuckin able

• The first time Dean sees Cas in a skirt, he stops dead in his tracks. They’re in a drag bar, of all places, because Cas had insisted on going to the charity show, and told Dean that they’d meet up there. Dean doesn’t expect to see Cas there in a turquoise skirt, a little black crop top, and heels that lift him up about three inches, so that he can look dead at Dean’s nose when he stands up. He can’t look away from Cas all night.
  
• On the drive back home, Dean’s hand finds itself on Cas’s perfectly shaven thigh, trailing up and up until he reaches the lace of Cas’s panties, Cas squirming against him until Dean smacks his thigh sharply, warning him that he’s been teasing Dean all night, and that he doesn’t want to make his punishment worse!
• After that, Cas wears skirts a lot, especially around the house. He loves how Dean can just bend him over and fuck him, especially if he’s not wearing panties underneath, and he takes to wearing a plug around the house when he knows Dean’s going to be hime, because he loves how Dean reaches over during meals and dips in a finger next to the smaller ones, fingering Cas languidly from under the skirt all throughout the meal.
• Dean loves to watch him in skirts too. He’ll have Cas in nothing but a little skirt that barely touches his thighs and a chain swinging from his clamped nipples, riding one of the biggest dildos they own. When he feels like it, Dean stands up from the bed and hauls Cas up, making Castiel straddle him as he pushes the skirt up and lowers Cas onto his cock, tugging his boy forward by the hair to kiss him and give him his reward for being so good.