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Smirking, Sam gripped the firm flesh under his hands hard and tugged on Castiel’s rim with his thumbs. “I’m going to spank you anyway for the next circle, Cas, but… what else do you have to offer?”
It was a game between them, a test of will and magic between warlock and familiar.
Castiel was breathing hard under Sam, but the warlock waited patiently for an answer. The circle was still glowing in a dark slate colour under them, but it hadn’t started its rotation yet.
“You can fuck me like this, Sam.” A feeling of manic glee, hard arousal, and burning need rushed through Sam at these whispered words. “Come again?” Sam had to be sure. Under him, Castiel growled but kept himself in check and only stared down on the ground in front of him. “I said, you can fuck me like this, me on my hands and knees for you if you eat me out.” While Sam had no problem with Castiel taking him in this position, the familiar didn’t like it for some reason. That Castiel was now offering this to Sam told him how desperate he was.

Ненене, автор, так не пойдет: если герой чего-то не любит - ты хоть намекни, почему, а то сейчас это выглядит как "только не бросай меня в терновый куст".
Впрочем, донт майнд ми: твоя вторая глава так горяча, что мне даже ООС не мешает, не говоря уже об остальных мелочах
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