Cas was standing outside the cabin, hoping he was invisible for every living soul. Swallowing those pills had been the dumbest idea he ever had. He looked down. His pants showed a huge swelling and though he didn’t know much about the male body, he knew this wasn’t normal.
Think, Castiel, you’re an angel, for God’s sake, Cas thought, not a horny teenage boy.
Cas widened his eyes as he understood what he needed to do.
Meg was standing in the douche when her phone rang. She stepped out of the douche and wrapped a towel around her body. She walked out of the bedroom and picked up.
“Cas?”
“I need to see you” Cas zei urgent. He was calling from a phone booth.
“Need to?” Meg laughed.
“It’s not funny, Meg. I did something and I think you’re the only one who can help me”
“Okay” Meg zei slowly. “I’m at the motel. Just let me take on some clothes”
“Don’t bother” Cas said.
Meg recognized the sound of wings and turned around. She came face to face with Cas, who pulled her to his body and kissed her. While he walked to the bed, he jerked off the towel and threw it on the ground.
“Finally” Meg zei with a heavy voice as she helped Cas take of his trench coat. She ripped his overhemd, shirt open and while she unzipped his pants she felt his hands everywhere.
When they were both naked Cas pushed Meg down and crawled on the bed. A provocative gleam appeared in Meg’s eyes as she sat up and shoved to the end of the bed. She looked at Cas as if she wanted to say ‘Come and get me, tiger’
Cas crawled to her, lay his hands on her hips and pulled her down again.
“If this hurts you, I’m sorry” Cas zei hoarse, before he slid deep. He put his hands on the mattress and moved his hips forward. With every verplaats Meg’s breath went faster and she groaned from pleasure.
She looked in Cas’ eyes to know if he was enjoying it too, and she could tell that he did.
A full uur later, when they were both wet and sweaty, Cas pushed even harder. His groans and Meg’s screams filled the entire motel and they had the inevitable orgasm at the exact same time.
He let himself sink down on Meg’s body and his breath went slower. Meg looked down at the angel.
“Did u learn that from the pizza man, too?”
Think, Castiel, you’re an angel, for God’s sake, Cas thought, not a horny teenage boy.
Cas widened his eyes as he understood what he needed to do.
Meg was standing in the douche when her phone rang. She stepped out of the douche and wrapped a towel around her body. She walked out of the bedroom and picked up.
“Cas?”
“I need to see you” Cas zei urgent. He was calling from a phone booth.
“Need to?” Meg laughed.
“It’s not funny, Meg. I did something and I think you’re the only one who can help me”
“Okay” Meg zei slowly. “I’m at the motel. Just let me take on some clothes”
“Don’t bother” Cas said.
Meg recognized the sound of wings and turned around. She came face to face with Cas, who pulled her to his body and kissed her. While he walked to the bed, he jerked off the towel and threw it on the ground.
“Finally” Meg zei with a heavy voice as she helped Cas take of his trench coat. She ripped his overhemd, shirt open and while she unzipped his pants she felt his hands everywhere.
When they were both naked Cas pushed Meg down and crawled on the bed. A provocative gleam appeared in Meg’s eyes as she sat up and shoved to the end of the bed. She looked at Cas as if she wanted to say ‘Come and get me, tiger’
Cas crawled to her, lay his hands on her hips and pulled her down again.
“If this hurts you, I’m sorry” Cas zei hoarse, before he slid deep. He put his hands on the mattress and moved his hips forward. With every verplaats Meg’s breath went faster and she groaned from pleasure.
She looked in Cas’ eyes to know if he was enjoying it too, and she could tell that he did.
A full uur later, when they were both wet and sweaty, Cas pushed even harder. His groans and Meg’s screams filled the entire motel and they had the inevitable orgasm at the exact same time.
He let himself sink down on Meg’s body and his breath went slower. Meg looked down at the angel.
“Did u learn that from the pizza man, too?”
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one door one.
He leaned against the cold, marble uithangbord and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one door one.
He leaned against the cold, marble uithangbord and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got home pagina from his work. He hung his jas on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, writing something.
“Eh, what are u doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a seconde later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are u doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a seconde later she heard a snap.