Ello SPNFamily! I love writing porn...and I especially love writing Destiel porn, and I decided to explore some of my weird lil kinks I've always wanted to write about. So behold, I give you wing!kink! I'm very excited how it's going to turn out and I hope you guys like it :)

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By the way, Dean's gay thoughts are in bold, and his inner-straight self is underlined in bold. Enjoy!

"Cas what the hell?!" Dean shouted as the angel of the lord appeared behind him, shaking out two incredibly large wings. "I told you to stop...what are those?"

Cas groaned, really not wanting to explain things to the hunter. "My wings have taken a physical form, much to my chagrin."

"W-why?" Dean asked, unable to take his eyes off the magnificent appendages. He was never the kinda guy who took time to appreciate beautiful things, that was Sammy's department. He figured, it's nice, he'll look for a second, and then move on. That's just the way he rolls. But this was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. The way the light reflected off the onyx feathers, giving them tints of violet and indigo, it was almost too much for Dean's eyes to handle. He had no idea why he was reacting the way he was, but he slowly started inching closer, as if the feathers were begging him to touch them. What is wrong with you? They're just wings, like on a bird. Except instead of on a bird, they're on a nerdy, pretty-boy angel.

"I do not know. All I know is that they began growing about a month ago, and now they have fully developed. I have trouble hiding them in public, for they do not like being restrained against my clothes. Which is why I have let them out around you. I trust you are comfortable?" Hell yeah, I'm comfortable...wait what did I just say?

Dean stopped in his tracks when he realized just how close he was to the angel. "S-sorry?" he exhaled, avoiding the intense gaze Cas held upon him.

"Are you all right, Dean? Your heart rate has increased quite a bit."

"I'm great. Totally fine. Just...got a lot on my mind, ya know?" Why is he making me so tongue-tied? It's Cas!

"I understand. You and Sam have had a rough year so it is only customary-" Cas's eyes widened to the feel of cold fingers gently brushing against a wing. "Dean...what are you doing?"

Dean sprung backwards, not even realizing what he just did. Why am I not in control of my own body? Those wings must have some kind of weirdo angel-effect on me, that's the only explanation...right? "Sorry, sorry man. I didn't...I wasn't trying...it's just been a long day. Sorry."

Cas cocked his head to the side in the most adorable...did I just say adorable? What the hell is wrong with me? Clear your head, dude. "Apology accepted. Now, I came here to..." Cas's voice just faded away as Dean continued to stare at the wings. It should be a crime for something to be that amazing. Wait a minute..Is this turning me on? No way, it couldn't be...They're just so...beautiful...and Cas...wow, Cas...
No stop! Stop thinking about them, Cas obviously has something important to say.
Eh, whatever.
No, not whatever, Dean! This is Cas, your friend, your MALE friend.
Don't care. At this point, he could be a lizard and I'd still want him.


Dean pushed his thoughts away, trying to focus on what Cas was telling him. "Huh?" he finally asked.

Castiel glared at him. "Did you hear anything I just said?"

Shuffling his feet, Dean muttered, "Yes! Yes, I did."

"Good, then you know what needs to happen."

Not wanting to sound like an idiot, Dean nodded. "Sure..."

"Great, off to Siberia then."

"Um sorry?"

"Siberia. You weren't listening were you?" Cas pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I'm not going to Siberia, Cas. Sam and I are on a job right now!"

"This job is not of import. We need to focus on the task at hand."

"Which is what?" Dean asked. Tired of repeating himself, Cas decided to peek inside Dean's brain to figure out what was making him so distracted. What he saw, he would never forget.

Look at those eyes, you could swim naked in those eyes...
Stop thinking this shit, dude! You're a guy and he's a guy, and he's a freaking angel! It's weird, man, too weird.
I wonder how weird he is in bed...
Shut up!

"Um...you know what? I can probably find it without your help," Cas smiled innocently, which instantly put Dean on suspicion.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Doing what?"


Cas chuckled nervously, feeling the color rush to his cheeks. He knew of humans and their sexual fantasies. It never made him uncomfortable before. Why was it making him feel so weird now? Staring into those incredible green eyes, knowing the hunter was thinking of him in ways he usually only thought of women; it made him grow even more uncomfortable when he felt his pants tighten below his belt. "I've smiled before, Dean."

"Yes, but this is your 'I'm really nervous and I don't know what to say' smile. I know you, Cas. What's up?"

"It's nothing...trust me..." Cas trailed off, avoiding the hunter's strong gaze.

Dean's eyes grew huge when he remembered the angel could read minds. "Did you look in my head?"

"Uh, course not..." Cas's grin grew even wider.


"I apologize, Dean. I just wanted to see what was distracting you."

"Jesus Christ, Cas. That is SUCH an invasion of privacy, man."

"I do have to ask, though..."

"NO!" Dean shouted, making the awkward angel take a step back.

"Dean, why are you having such thoughts about me? I have only known you to think that way of women."

Dean paused, eyes popping out of his head. He's peeked in my head before? How many times has he seen my thoughts?! "How do you know what I dream about?" He continued to close in on Castiel, who was now backed against a wall.

"At night sometimes, while I'm watching you sleep-"

Dean angrily cut him off. "YOU WATCH ME WHILE I SLEEP?! This is so creepy in so many ways, Cas. I think you should leave..."

"Dean, I'm not trying to be...creepy...I just watch you to make sure nothing comes for you while you sleep. And, most nights, when you're having nightmares, I calm you."

"How the hell do you do that?"

"I give you peace in your dreams."


"Because I do not wish to see you in pain."

Damn, that's actually kinda sweet, he said to himself. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly as he lowered a hand onto the angel's shoulder. "Thanks, Cas."

"You're welcome. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to know why you are thinking of me in a sexual-"

"No!" he exclaimed, backing away and violently waving his hands in front of him. "I'm not talking about it."

Castiel's eyes squinted, trying to figure out what was happening to his friend.

"Cas, I swear to God if you look in my thoughts one more time..."

"You can relax, Dean. I will no longer pry through your head. I'm just thinking-" he paused, eyes widening. "I must go."

"Wait, Cas, what-" he disappeared before Dean could finish the sentence.

"Friggin angels," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! I was planning on making this a PWP, but then I decided it would be better as a multi-chapter thing :)

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