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Title: Risen Prompt: demon!Cas & Pam smut Rating: NC-17 Requested By:hottestpsychic's mun. Author's Note: Okay, Heaven and Hell basically tanked any hope for Pam/Castiel. So, what's the answer? Do we cry and bemoan our fate? Do we write Kripke a lot of angry letters? Do we pretend it never happened and move on? Nope. We write porn. Smoking hot, minimal plot porn. Enjoy.
Title: Seven Mortal Sins Prompt: The seven deadly sins, also known as mortal sins. Rating: Hard-R Requested By:hottestpsychic's mun. Author's Note:hottestpsychic's mun is a terrible, terrible enabler. It's all her fault that I wrote this. Anyway, seven 100 word Pam/Castiel slightly smutty drabbles based on the seven deadly sins. I'm so going to hell for all the angel porn I write.
Title: A Rustle of Wings Prompt: Candles, shadowy wings, Pam/Castiel. Rating: NC-17 Requested By:hottestpsychic Author’s Note: I’m going to call this Casitle’s Fallen Angel verse because well, I don’t see him falling from grace anytime soon in canon. Unless Kirpke does one of his judo surprise moves on us all. Anyway, this is totally hottestpsychic’s fault for inspiring me with her talk of candles, wings and Pam wanting to do naughty things to Castiel in candlelight. The ending came from nowhere, but seems appropriate.
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Resting his head on his folded arms, Castiel rested with his eyes closed. He didn’t need to sleep. His divine nature made it pointless. Instead, he was just lying on his stomach, listening to Pamela breathe next to him. He could sense that she wasn’t asleep either. She preferred not to when he was with her, though he had on numerous occasions expressed his concern for her health because of this. She told him she would be fine.
“I’ve stayed up past my bedtime before, you know.”
He smiled slightly. He was getting better at human expressions, even if parts of human behavior still confused him. The bed shifted slightly as Pamela moved, and then he felt her fingers ghost over his wings. It was just the barest of touches, like a spider web caught on skin but he opened his eyes and tilted his head slightly.
“You can feel that?” Pamela asked, drawing her hand back.
“How can you see them?” He asked. In his human vessel his wings were hidden unless he chose to reveal them. That show of power caused massive winds and thunder. He kept them hidden away to spare the modern devices in her home. She had been very mad about something called a microwave that he had broken on his last visit.
“They’re casting shadows.” She pointed over his shoulders and he turned his head to look. Shadowy wings were splashed across the wall of her bedroom, half folded and resting against his back. The flickering candlelight made them appear and disappear depending on the angle of the flame but they were clear enough most of the time. “I didn’t know they could do that.”
Title: Sanctuary Prompt: Pamela/Castiel smut Rating: NC-17 Requested by:hottestpsychic Author's Note: A slight bit more plausible than angel/demon sex, psychic/angel sex! A little hurt comfort, set far in the future of this war between Heaven and Hell. Requested from here.
Title: Sin & Salvation Prompt: Circe/Castiel smut Rating: Hard R to NC-17 Requested by:unhappyhellgod Author's Note: Okay, so angel/demon sex really doesn't work, but I did what I could to make it at least plausible. This can be seen as rape or date rape fic, so please if that bothers you, do not read it! I don't know how else to stress that. Requested from here.
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