Chapter Text
Balthazar was apparently cuddly after sex. He didn’t seem to care that he was still naked and Castiel was completely clothed, he just wrapped his arms around Cas’ waist and hummed as his hair was stroked. After a few hours, when Castiel made noises about lunch, he finally sat up. He kissed Cas and went to take a shower and that was it. There had been no discussion, no explanation – besides the handcuffs on the bedside table and the stained coverlet, it was as if it had never happened.
The week continued as usual. Balthazar went to work, Cas brushed up on his coding skills, they made out after supper…
Castiel spent more time reading too. He didn’t want to get off to Balthazar now, but he definitely wanted to reduce him to a moaning mess again. He wanted that feeling of...power. That delightful heat that settled in his stomach and made him feel all fuzzy. The high he got from playing with Balthazar was like an orgasm, but so so much better – Cas couldn’t explain it. All he knew was that he wanted to do it again.
So when Balthazar had a day off again and came downstairs in his soft t-shirt and sweats, Cas swallowed in anticipation. There was, of course, the chance that Balthazar would say no but...he didn’t think that would really happen.
Balthazar had poured himself a bowl of cereal and was sipping his tea when Cas worked up the courage to speak.
“I want to do it again.”
“Do what again, darling?” he asked carelessly, glancing over at Cas.
“I want to try giving you multiple orgasms.”
he promptly choked on his tea.
He winced. “Sorry…”
Balthazar’s face was red as he coughed hard. “You...you have got to get better timing, Cassie!” He rubbed his chest and he coughed a few more times. “You’ll kill me before we get anywhere fun.”
He opened his mouth to apologise again – to dismiss the idea – but then he noticed Balthazar was watching him with eyes darkened with lust. “You...like the idea?”
He breathed in a steadying breath and adjusted himself. “yes, Darling. I do. Did you have any other...goals? In mind?”
Cas came to sit beside him at the table. “Uh…i still don’t want you to touch me so...I wanted to tie you up again? If that is alright with you.”
He was focused completely on Castiel, his face flushing with arousal. “That is alright, angel.”
“And I just…wanted to see how many orgasms I could make you have.”
Balthazar swallowed and reached blindly for his cup of tea to wet his suddenly dry mouth. “I...think that sounds like heaven.”
He frowned slightly. “I read it can be painful, and that it can be a punishment…”
“But it’s not. A punishment, I mean. And I don’t...think I can explain to you just how hot the situation sounds to me.”
he relaxed a little. “Really?”
He nodded, setting his tea down and leaning over to Cas. He wrapped a hand behind his neck and pulled him forward to kiss him. “Of course, darling.”
Cas leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Balthazar. “I love you.”
“I know.” he sat back with a smirk, looking calm even though he was obviously aroused.
“Smug asshole.”
he chuckled and lifted up his bowl of cereal. “it is my best personality.”
he rolled his eyes. “It’s your only personality.”
“Exactly!”
When Balthazar was finished eating – after somehow not choking on his cereal even though he practically inhaled it – he sat at the table, looking at Cas expectantly.
Feeling a little awkward, Cas had gotten up. “Um...bedroom? I guess. Uh, you can take off your clothes this time.”
he nodded, pulling his shirt off as he led the way to the bedroom.
Cas admired his muscles moving in his back as they walked, and by the time they reached the bed, Balthazar had kicked off his sweats and was pulling off his boxers.
“I could get used to this. A wonderful way to spend my days off.” he sounded amused as his eyes stayed locked on Cas.
He avoided looking at his naked boyfriend as he went to grab the handcuffs from the side table. “Turn around. Uh...please?” he tacked on with a wince.
“Of course, darling.” Balthazar turned around and knelt on the bed with his back to Cas, holding his hands out behind him.
He buckled the padded cuffs around Balthazar’s wrists and tightened them. “Comfortable?”
He nodded, letting his arms relax. “yes.”
“Okay. Uh...same rules as last time. Yellow if you need a moment, red if you need to stop. And…” he scratched his head. “I’ll try not to ask for updates when you can’t make sense.” he smiled a little. “Turn back to me?” he asked. “Just, sit on the edge of the bed.”
Balthazar obediently turned, a little awkward without the use of his hands. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and let them rest on the floor. He looked up at Cas expectantly.
Cas looked him over, still avoiding looking at his erection. He leaned down to kiss Balthazar, tilting his chin up to meet him.
They kissed for a long time, just exploring each others’ mouths and nibbling on their swollen lips. When Balthazar started making little noises of helpless pleasure, Cas pulled back to study him. His eyes were dazed with pleasure, and he leaned after Cas with some disappointment.
This was better. Less conversation, more just reactions. Cas could handle this.
He leaned in again, kissing down Balthazar’s jawline and nibbling at the healing hickey from the last time they had tried anything. His boyfriend arched his chest into him, and Cas reached up to tweak an already hard nipple.
Balthazar whined, letting his eyes fall closed. “Cassie…”
He straightened up to kiss him again, biting down on a swollen lip.
He whimpered into the kiss, shifting his hips.
Cas didn’t tell him to be still yet, just alternating between kissing him and pulling on his nipple.
“Can – can you touch the...the other one?” Balthazar asked in a husky voice.
Part of Cas wanted to say no, to hear that disappointed noise his boyfriend made. Instead, he bent down and bit gently on the untouched nipple.
He arched back, bracing himself on his cuffed hands. “Gods, Cassie...you…”
he licked the nipple and blew focused air on it.
He moaned and closed his eyes again.
He lifted his other hand to pull at the wet nipple, and moved his mouth to the other swollen nipple. He sucked on the engorged skin, letting his teeth scrape against it. Above him, Balthazar was moaning his name like it was a prayer.
“What, no sir this time?” he asked, half joking as he straightened up to kiss his boyfriend again.
“sorry sir.” he whispered against his lips, looking drugged with pleasure.
“Such a good boy.” he stroked his hair back and smiled when Balthazar whined. “Come on. Let’s get more comfortable – scoot back.”
Breathing heavily, he tried to wriggle back on the bed, and after a moment, Cas helped him. “Lie down.”
He obeyed, looking at him through dark eyes.
Cas smiled and straddled him again – just above his straining cock. “I won’t rush this – we have all day.”
He couldn’t seem to decide if he was incredibly turned on, or disappointed, and his confused whimper turned into a whine of pleasure as Castiel leaned down and focused on his nipples again.
When Cas pulled back, both of Balthazar’s nipples were red and swollen. He flicked one and Balthazar yelped in surprise. “You’re so easy…” he rolled a nipple between his fingers and tugged on it.
Balthazar arched off the bed, and Castiel pushed him back down again.
“No no. just lie there.”
“Oh gods…” he settled back onto the bed with a moan.
“I could do this all day.” he traced a circle around a nipple. “Just sit here and listen to you whine – do you think I could get you to cum if I did this long enough?”
He shuddered and groaned. “Please...oh gods, please...Cassie. Sir.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to drag this out further?” he asked in some amusement.
“I’m...please. God – whatever you want just…” his eyes rolled back as Castiel finally shifted back and settled on top of his erection. He keened and arched off the bed again.
“so pretty when you do that…” Castiel pulled him off the bed to kiss him again, stopping only when he had to pull back to breathe. Balthazar followed after his lips as though breathing was optional. He rolled his hips and listened to Balthazar’s breathing stutter. “so perfect.” he breathed, scratching his nails down his chest again – making sure to catch his nipples and make him moan.
He let Balthazar fall back onto the bed, sliding his hands over his chest. He traced the muscle lines until they disappeared beneath him, and he shifted to sit upright.
“Oh my gods...please, I’m begging you...Cassie – sir. Just….” he whimpered as Cas rolled his hips again.
Castiel breathed in, letting the heat pool in his stomach again. “Alright, alright…” He rolled off Balthazar’s hips. “Come on – up on the bed.” he helped Balthazar get his legs up on the bed again.
He blinked at him, his erection leaking liberally and drenching his balls and thighs.
“Now the main event – are you still okay, Balthazar?” he asked seriously, rubbing Balthazar’s thigh.
He blinked and nodded jerkily. “Green.” he said in a rough voice.
Cas nodded and wrapped a hand around his erection, slowly sliding his hand over the velvety skin.
Balthazar was trembling and making little noises of pleasure. His hips kept making aborted movements to buck into Cas’ hand, but he managed to lie there and let Cas set the pace.
Cas squeezed his thigh again before reaching down to squeeze his balls. His hand around the shaft moved a little faster and Balthazar cried out as he seized up in an orgasm. Cas stroked him through it until he collapsed back onto the bed with a dazed look again.
He let go of his cock, letting it soften against Balthazar’s cum covered stomach. He shifted up on the bed, coming to sit beside his boyfriend’s head. He leaned down to kiss him softly, peppering his face with kisses until he started responding. “...still up for more?” he asked quietly.
Balthazar blinked, and then nodded. “Please sir?”
The heat in his stomach unfurled at the honorific. “You’re so good.” he praised, leaning down to kiss him as he tweaked a nipple. “roll over.” he said, helping Balthazar up.
He got him situated on his shoulders and his knees, propping his ass in the air again. Balthazar was still soft, but he breathed heavily in anticipation as Cas got the bottle of lube out and poured some down his crack and over his fingers. He slowly traced his finger around the rim of his anus, occassionally applying some pressure before returning to lightly traceing.
It didn’t take long for Balthazar to start pressing back against his finger, his soft moans swallowed by the bedding.
Cas pushed one finger in slowly before pulling it out again.
“Please….I need…”
“What do you need?” he asked, slowly pushing his finger back in and watching in fascination as it was swallowed up almost eagerly. He moved his finger in a circle, working on loosening Balthazar up again.
Balthazar jumped and his cock twitched when Castiel found the bundle of nerves inside of him again. “Sir-! Please – I need….please.” he whimpered, pressing back.
“You’ll get it. Just have some patience.” he said, lubing up a second finger.
He whined and squeezed his eyes shut tightly. He gasped as Cas pushed a second finger in beside the first, and then moaned. “So good...it’s so good. Please, sir-”
Cas pumped his fingers in and out of Balthazar, making sure to press against his prostate with each stroke. “You’re so good...you sound so hot.” he breathed, closing his eyes and reveling at the heat pooled in his own stomach. He didn’t want to do anything about it – but it was a nice feeling.
He opened his eyes again and reached out with his free hand to stroke Balthazar’s cock.
He bucked his hips into Cas’ hand, begging for something unspoken as he moaned.
“How many times do you think I can make you cum?”
His cock twitched, and he whined into the pillow.
“Four?”
“Oh god, I can’t…”
“Maybe six even?” He was focusing on his prostate, massaging the bundle of nerves as he stroked Balthazar’s cock in a firm grip.
He didn’t know whether to push forward or backwards, and he was stuck shivering in between Cas’ hands. “Oh god….” he repeated in a broken voice, as his hands grasped at air.
Precum was leaking all over his hands, and Castiel tried to ignore it. “Balthazar. Talk to me. Tell me something.” anything to get his mind off the sticky liquid coating his hands.
He choked on air, tried to swallow his loud moans. “Oh god. Oh god. I don’t...please...feels so good. Feels so full. I want more. I want everything. Whatever you want.” he babbled. “However you want. I’ll do anything. Please sir – oh god. Cassie. Cas-” he broke off in a cry as he spasmed with another orgasm.
“You’re so good for me.” he let go of Balthazar’s softening cock and wiped his hand on the bedspread. He grabbed the bottle of lube and poured it liberally over the two fingers already in Balthazar’s ass, and the third he was getting ready to add. “That was two – we’re just getting started.”
Balthazar was shaking with the aftershocks and whimpering with overstimulation. “Yes sir.” he said breathlessly.
Cas carefully slid a third finger in between the first two, and scissored them against the still tight muscle. When Balthazar involuntarily tried to pull away, he shifted and braced an arm against his lower back. “Not yet. Be good for me.”
He whined and bucked his hips a little.
He squeezed one of his cuffed hands, and Balthazar wrapped his hands loosely around Cas’ wrists, looking for something to ground himself with.
He fucked his three fingers in and out for a minute, letting Balthazar come down a bit from his over-stimulation and start hardening again. Once his whimpers of pain had turned into moans of pleasure, he focused all of his attentions on his prostate again.
He cried out, trying to pull away. “Oh god – please, I can’t…”
“That’s not a colour.” he said carefully.
“No, no it’s not….” he agreed weakly, clenching around Cas’ hand. “Oh god please….please-!” his voice raised in a breathless whine, and he humped the empty air in front of his cock. “I can’t cum – I can’t!” he begged.
“You can.” he said patiently, still massaging that spot inside of him.
“It hurts-!”
Cas pulled his hand free of Balthazar’s, and reached below to stroke his cock again. “Is this better?”
“yes? No – oh god….” his words trailed off into unintelligible sounds of pleasure.
“Come on, Balthazar. You are doing so well. When you cum, I’ll add a fourth finger before we do it again.” he said gently.
He whimpered. “Please – please sir.” he stuttered, his hips jerking spastically. “oh god-”
“Pretty sure god isn’t watching us now.” He pressed into Balthazar’s prostate, and circled the head of his cock with his thumb.
Balthazar arched his back with a noiseless scream as he spurted cum all over the bed again.
“So good!” he praised, wiping his hand off on a clean part of the blanket. “So good.”
he was breathing heavily, listing to one side as spasms ran through his body. His eyes were half closed, and he stared blankly at the wall.
Cas eyed him as he reached for the bottle of lube again. “Three on three fingers – let’s try for four.” he said encouragingly. “You haven’t started cumming dry so….maybe we will make it to six.”
Balthazar was shaking and he moaned.
“You’re loving this.” he said thoughtfully as he carefully slid his pinky finger in beside the others.
Balthazar winced at the stretch and nodded vaguely. He groaned as Cas pumped his hand in and out of his ass, and he tried to match his moves to the tempo.
Cass laughed as Balthazar nearly fell over, his legs barely holding him up after three orgasms. “Stay still, Balthazar. Just let me take care of you.”
He closed his eyes and breathed out with the feeling, his soft cock twitching against his thigh.
“So good – so perfect.” he squeezed Balthazar’s limp hands as he continued fucking him with his fingers.
When he saw that Balthazar wasn’t shaking as badly, he returned his attention to the swollen prostate.
Balthazar gasped and whined.
“Fourth time’s the charm, right? Should we try for an untouched orgasm this time?”
He groaned in pleasure and protest.
“Maybe for your last one.” he conceded, reaching down to his cock again.
Balthazar tried to push back away from the hand on his cock, and only succeeded in pressing Cas’ fingers harder against his prostate. Unable to help himself, he ground himself backwards, chasing the feeling of orgasm that built within him even as he cried at the overstimulation that was starting to get noticeable. He whimpered and stretched his fingers out for something, anything to hold onto. His whimpers turned into broken moans as his cock finally started hardening again – slower than before.
Cas focused on pumping into the prostate with his fingers, and thumbing his hand over the head of his cock with his other hand. The noises Balthazar made were a mix of pained protests, and pleasure so strong he would never come back from it. It was like a drug to Cas. He stroked his cock a little faster. “You’re doing so good for me, you sound so perfect. I could never get tired of you – of how your cock jumps in my hand whenever I praise you. I bet I could get you to cum just from praise – you could do that couldn’t you. Because you do whatever I want. Because you’re perfect.” he kissed Balthazar’s hip and smiled as he felt him shake in a fourth orgasm.
There was hardly any cum to wipe off on the blankets now, and Cas left his twitching cock alone. He kept pressing against his prostate though, bracing a hand over his back again when Balthazar tried to squirm away. “No no. we aren’t done yet.”
“god no – no please. I can’t!” his voice was broken and wet sounding. “cas – sir. Please, I can’t! I can’t, stop – please! I’ll do anything!” he begged.
It wasn’t a colour, so Cas focused on his massage until Balthazar seized up with a weak scream, bucking against his hand. Nothing came out of his cock, so Castiel squeezed his hands.
“Just one more. Okay? Be good and give me just one more.” he said, not stopping his movements against his prostate.
Balthazar was sobbing, writhing under Cas’ hands. He spread his legs more as if that would help – fucking back against Cas’ hand. Even overstimulated, he still cried out in pleasure as ecstasy rushed through his body. His cock hadn’t hardened again, but it didn’t seem to make a difference.
“Please, please, please….” he begged.
“Just one more. You’re doing perfectly.” he promised, massaging a little harder.
Balthazar seized up, and his eyes rolled back in his head. His mouth opened in a silent, breathless scream, and his ass pulsed around Cas’ hand. He shook in place for a moment, and his cock jumped as it tried to spurt cum. Finally, he went limp and collapsed onto his side, unconscious.
Cas looked panicked for a moment, pulling his hand out of Balthazar’s ass and going to check his breathing or his pulse.
Both were strong and Cas relaxed. He leaned down to kiss his unconscious boyfriend, stroking a hand over his still spasming muscles before getting up and wiping his lubed hand on the dirty coverlet. He swung his legs off the bed and stretched before heading to the bathroom.
He scrubbed his hands down with hot water and soap, breathing slowly to calm down the heat in his stomach before he grabbed a warm towel and going back to clean up Balthazar.
His boyfriend was blinking groggily at him, still twitching occassionally with aftershocks. He looked half asleep, and thoroughly fucked, and Castiel smiled at him. “hey handsome.” He lifted his leg and carefully cleaned cum and lube off of his skin.
Balthazar whimpered, trying to pull away.
“I know – I know. You did so good and now we’re done. Just let me clean you up.” he said soothingly. He rolled his boyfriend onto his back and started pulling the dirty coverlet out from under him again. “I love you.”
He smiled blissfully.
Castiel winced as he realised he hadn’t uncuffed Balthazar, and he hurried to lean over him and unbuckle the straps. “There you go.”
Balthazar barely moved, just curling up a little on the bed.
Castiel left again to get a glass of cool water and a straw before coming back to bed and climbing in beside Balthazar. He pulled the spare blanket up over both of them, and pulled Balthazar into his arms. “Drink some.”
He obeyed without question, mouthing at the straw. He weakly wrapped an arm around Cas. “You….you want me to help you cum?” he asked in a still half broken voice.
“No, I’m good thanks.”
“You ever cum?” he whispered.
Cas stroked his hair. “Not six times in a row certainly.”
he shivered.
“I don’t need to really – getting you off is….is more than I could want.”
he smiled. “Knew you’d like me helpless.”
He rolled his eyes. “Fine. Just rest.”
Balthazar nuzzled against his clothed thigh before yawning and drifting quickly into sleep.