"This and the rest of the night," Sam promises, leaning down to press a kiss against Castiel's hip. Then he moves back so that he can slip off the bed. He's hard again, cock out before him as he reaches for the flogger. "Up on your elbows at least, Cas. And head down. I don't want to catch your neck by accident when I go for your shoulders."
It's only a medium flogger that he's chosen, enough weight to it to leave good stripes. Sam checks the flails, makes certain there's nothing stuck in them and that the leather is good and supple while he waits on Castiel to assume the proper position. Once he's done that, Sam reaches out and strokes his hand over Castiel's ass. "Twenty strokes," he says. "Then I'll fuck you."
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Date: 2014-07-23 11:31 am (UTC)It's only a medium flogger that he's chosen, enough weight to it to leave good stripes. Sam checks the flails, makes certain there's nothing stuck in them and that the leather is good and supple while he waits on Castiel to assume the proper position. Once he's done that, Sam reaches out and strokes his hand over Castiel's ass. "Twenty strokes," he says. "Then I'll fuck you."