Castiel holds perfectly still as Sam takes off the chastity device. It feels almost strange to be without it. It's the only nakedness Castiel knows, and that's saying something considering that even lacking clothes, he never truly feels exposed, lacking humanity's sense of shame. But the chastity device is an odd addition to himself. Something he rejected at first, something he didn't like one bit, and now it's almost part of him. It only ever comes off when Sam decides it should come off, and without it, Castiel feels well and truly naked.

The sigh rising from his lips is a little shaky, but he shamelessy widens his stance anyway, opens himself op to Sam's eyes a little more. Sam's hands will be on him before long, and the though makes Castiel's own cock start to swell with an interest that usually is stifled.