Carry on My Wayword Son (for kitten)

[Lorie]

After the sharp spanks to his inner thighs began to blend together into stinging heat Sam lost the smirk. Breathing became heavy as long fingers curled into the bedclothes. Though the pain had tipped beyond the point of pleasure those long legs did not close. Crowley's instinct regarding Sam was quite accurate. The youngest Winchester did, under the stubborn ass Sam tended to be, want to be 'good' for his newly acquired Dom. Gasping around a shuttering breath the hansom brunette nodded as much as he could with the King of Hell's hand buried in his luscious locks.

The moment he was let up the tall angular hunter moved into the position he was directed to assume. Hands clasped to the elbows of the opposite arm as he'd seen in a few fetish videos Sam met Crowley's beautifully authoritative brown eyes with his own gaze, vivid with color for the unshed tears, before lowering those marvelous eyes to the floor. Tongue peeked out to run over brilliantly red bitten lips as Samuel Winchester waited further instruction.

The reaction from Dean was delicious so Cas rubbed a little harder against the inner thigh of the man he cherishes. "I am the one distracting you?" the angel asked as his foot slid back slowly away from the warmth of Dean's crotch so Cas could lean forward on the table. Gliding a finger over the top of the menu gripped so tight in Dean's hands the blue eyed man offered with a kind voice but lurid smile, "perhaps we should get breakfast to go?" Though Castiel had no intention of eating...at least not human food...he didn't want Dean to starve.

[Kitten]

Crowley shed his suit coat, folding it and leaving it on the bed. He rolled his sleeves as he padded around to be eye to eye with the handsome young man, still breathtaking even in this very diminished state. The brown eyed former human slid his hands over the Hunter's body carefully, checking his posture and adjusting Sam with gentle pressure until he looked to be relaxed but well posed.

"This is the position of Up, pet. In this position you are always to keep your head and eyes up." The demon gently brought the other's chin up, brushing a soft kiss to his lips. "Because you are proud of yourself and your submission to me. And I am very proud to have you." Crowley's lips quirked up in a slight smirk. There was no way that the dark haired Winchester knew how breathtaking he looked in such a simple pose.

"Now, sit back on your heels, hands on your knees, head down."

Dean choked out a fairly embarrassing noise, swallowing thickly when Cas started speaking in his sexy gravelly voice. Oh yeah, he was way on board with this idea. "Ye-yeah?" The green eyed Hunter cleared his throat, quickly getting used to the Angel being so... just so forward about his desires. "Yeah," he grinned and looked down at the menu barely registering what it said on the page. "Let's do that."

[Lorie]

With Crowley's hands correcting him in this new way Sam did physically relax. Learning anything new was always a welcome experience for the younger Winchester but this was particularly exciting as it pertained to the lifestyle Sam wanted to live with Crowley. A bright smile crossed Sam's hansom face as his Dom explained the position of Up. Honestly the tall brunette was proud that this marvelous man...demon...wanted his submission. That alone was enough to fill Sam with a warmth through his chest and quiet his tortured mind.

Moving a little stiffly into the next position Crowley had directed the younger man removed the glowing, dimpled, smile letting his face fall into a serine gaze. The pressure on his freshly spanked rear making the glowing pink skin tingle reminded the attractive sub of his demon's willingness to deal with him even at Sam's most frustrating.

Giving Dean a smirking smile the blue eyed angel directed his gaze down to the menu. Reading the selection Cas moved his finger over the one Dean might prefer circling the meal's details lazily. "I would love to feed you after some vigorous activities." He whispered after inching so close to Dean their lips could touch. Backing away slowly when the waitress returned Castiel gave the pretty woman his best version of Sam's infamous bitch glare, "we'll be taking our meals to go." He told icily.

[Kitten]

It really shouldn't have surprised the dark haired demon how well Sam was taking to his instruction. The omni eyed young man was smart as a whip and had already proven to be an adept and eager little submissive. Crowley hoped that the peaceful look on the other's face was there to stay, at least for awhile.

He adjusted the youngest Winchester brother to his liking once more, looking him over with a critical eye as he encouraged Sam to open his legs a little wider and to bend his head at a more comfortable angle. "This is Down. In this position you are always to keep your eyes on the floor, because you trust that I won't let anything happen to you."

Crowley gently tugged at the brunette giant's locks, kissing his shoulders lightly for a moment and simply enjoying being able to touch as much as he liked. "One more position for today pet. Chest on the bed, hands behind your back, ass up. Spread your legs as wide as possible."

Dean grinned at Cas' continued teasing. The angel must really want to get to 'know' him better if he was being so coy. What he didn't enjoy, however, was the other's rude attitude to their waitress. She was pretty after all, and had been polite to them so far. "Sorry to skip out so fast," he winked one green eye, turning on his usual charm. Before ordering himself a huge breakfast complete with bacon, toast, and even an extra breakfast burrito on the side.

For Sam the older brother got some simple eggs and toast with sausage. And one of their gallons of coffee. Once the young lady had left the man looked over at his blue eyed angel with a slight frown. "What was that Cas?"

[Lorie]

Being adjusted once more Sam took note of how his body lay once Crowley was satisfied. Without the buzzing or torment from Lucifer the attractive sub felt a tranquillity in this practice. It reminded the flexible man of doing yoga, something Sam hadn’t been able to exercise since his soul was returned. Maybe before. Sam didn’t have a clear memory of what he’d done the year after his return from the cage.

It was still a little odd to the younger Winchester that he felt so safe with the king of hell. Only as far as Crowley wasn’t the king of hell to Sam. No, the man touching that tall body had moved past such simple labels.

Easing into the last position of this lesson in a similar fashion that Sam’s body took when moving from one yoga pose to the next. The agile hunter turned submissive released a relieved breath that he was no longer sitting on his stinging thighs. Though this new angle proved to stretch the reddened skin causing an entirely different sensation.

Scowling at the man across from him as Dean winked at the waitress Castiel felt something he hadn’t in a long time. The feeling of possessive jealousy was becoming more common for the angel the longer, and closer, he was with Dean. Turning wide blue eyes onto his human Cas had the grace to feel mildly ashamed with Dean using that tone on him. It was eerily similar to the scolding voice Dean utilized before delivering the firm spanking to Castiel. Thought he admitted the experience wasn’t entirely unpleasant Cas wasn’t exactly keen on taking another trip over Dean Winchester’s knee.

“I do not like the looks passing between you and that woman.” Cas told truthfully, “you are every hansom.” the angel sighed, “I unfortunately feel uncomfortable when other’s look at you in the manner in which I would like to openly look upon you.” he mumbled feeling silly for having such a possessiveness regarding Dean. After all Dean is stunningly hansom. People are going to look at him with the same want Castiel feels. Above all this gorgeous man does not belong to Castiel as Eve had to Adam so Cas doesn’t have the right to be mad at that lady for her flirtations. “I am very remorseful for my harshness toward our server.”

[Kitten]

"And this is Present. You may try positioning your hands until they're more comfortable. But once you're in position, I expect you to stay still. Eventually you'll be able to moved into any of these positions easily, but it will take some practice on your own." Crowley ran his hand along the pronounced ridges of Sam's back with a soft tut. Until the other man put on some more weight, they would have to keep their little training sessions very short.

"Relax your hands now pet." The dark eyed former human smirked as he found the lube once more and knelt up behind the man with brilliant colored eyes. "You may want to hold onto something, but keep your hips up and let me play with you." Crowley spilled lube back over his fingers, beginning to open the younger man up with one hand, as he drug his nails down Sam's pink and stinging skin with the other.

"Pink is such a lovely color on you pet. Perhaps we'll get you some pink and red things to wear." He leaned over the taller man's shoulder, speaking right into his ear. "What do you think?"

Dean blinked, totally taken aback for a minute, before his face broke into the goofiest, most dorky grin possible. "You're jealous? You. Jealous for me." A light blush dusted his face and he did a private happy dance. It wasn't every day that your long time friend and crush, not to mention a full fledged angel, admitted to being jealous over you after all.

It took him a little while, but the green eyed Hunter finally got his face under control. Schooling it into something a little more stern, the older brother reached out for Cas' hand. "You should still be nice to people who are serving you. They have a shit job, and you should be nice."

The illusion of stern disapproval was soon wiped away and replaced with that very dork grin. "I'll show you how much I care about other people looking at me when we get back. I mean it, she wasn't even on my radar Cas. You're the only person I'm looking at."

[Lorie]

In the position Crowley called present Sam felt a little wobbly at first, that would change once the younger brunette got back into shape though, so the ability to move his arms was much appreciated. Resting those appendages on the bed, hands flat just above his head of lovely locks, the agile hunter made certain to keep the rest of his body as his Dom had ordered. Figuring he should get back to a morning yoga routine Sam decided he could work these forms into the fluid exercise.

All thoughts flew right out that brilliant mind the moment Crowley's lubed fingers entered Sam once more. The body being worked released a moan so wanton it could have come from a porno. That moan was cut off by an almost giddy hiss when the demon king's nails raked down Sammy's spanked thighs. Even with the noises Sam made his body remained still, save a slight tremble from keeping said position.

The discipline Sam was exhibiting in keeping 'Present' did not extend to the little brother's mouth when told he looked good in pink. A light laugh was smothered by exquisite bedding. Asked what he thought of his demon getting him clothes...or something...in the colors red and pink a blush crossed Sam's face, "so long as you're not thinking heels." He laughed, "I'm to tall already." Still the sassiness remains.

Casting vivid blues to the table top Cas felt his face heat up as Dean observed what the angel had been trying to hide. The fact that Castiel found this incredibly hansom human alluring, and wanted him in a very sinful way, had been his secret since before Cas pulled Dean from hell. Still he couldn't keep himself from looking upon that goofy grin. Peeking up through his eyelashes the fallen angel saw the transition from silly to stern. Feeling that gentle hand, that Cas knew could be rough, on his the blue eyed angel looked up fully.

As Dean explained his disapproval Cas nodded. Usually he was kind to people in service of others but his jealousy clouded that instinct. "I shall apologize to her promptly." Cas promised in a hurried breath. He did not want Dean to think he needed correction for this. Just as soon as that stern face fell into place it was replaced by Dean's adorable grin and words that made Cas' heart soar. Gripping the hand in his a little tighter Castiel couldn't wait now to get back to Crowley's mansion. The promise of Dean showing him just how much this angel from the garrison meant to him proved to get a part of his vessel woken that hadn't been in a long time.

[Kitten]

"If I want you in heels pet," Crowley growled as he twisted his fingers sharply. "You'll wear them." It was really doing it for the King of Hell to imagine his lanky lover balancing on some of the spiky shoes. The dark eyed demon wasn't worried about dominating a larger lover, after all there wasn't any rule to say who could and couldn't be dominant or submissive in a relationship like theirs.

He paused to add more slick to his fingers before thrusting them back into the trembling form in front of him. "And a gag." Two fingers caressed the other's strong jaw. "We're going to need plenty of gags for that pretty mouth."

Dean rubbed his thumb over the back of Cas' slender hand. "Good. Then we can go home and see what your vessel can really do." He winked one green eye right as the waitress came back with their food, plunking the Styrofoam boxes down on the table. "Thanks," the Hunter said with a sedate smile. He looked to Cas with an encouraging grin, squeezing his hand to offer support.

[Lorie]

Those talented fingers were working magic on the younger brunette as the played inside him. It was sheer will power that kept Sam in place when Crowley twisted within him, the body's instinctual desire to jerk forward tamped down with only the slightest hitch of hollow hips, but that didn't stop the hiss passing between Sam's teeth in response to the sensation. And what did it say about the hunter currently on display that the suggestion of being forced to wear high heels made his already heavy cock twitch with interest. Informed that he would be gagged had a similar result but forced a shuttered breath from the life long hunter.

After the experience with Becky Sam had written gagging off his list of kinks but something about the fact that it would be Crowley forcing his silence was extremely alluring. Thick, purple with the masterful restrained, cock hung between long legs that were straining to keep position. Suddenly the image of being put in a cocktail dress with heels and complimenting gag entered the youngest Winchester's mind and Sam could feel the dribble of pre-cum on his thigh. "Would there, perchance, be a... a ring and... plug t...to complete the set?" He joked between lust filled pants.

Suddenly it was Castiel's turn to feel shy as Dean spoke about going 'home' and exploring physical relations. The blush that had crept over pale cheeks was still visible when the waitress had returned. Being reminded of his promise by the look on his chosen human's face the angel turned intense blue eyes upon the woman. "Ma'am, please wait." He started softly as he held tight to Dean's hand, "I would like to apologize." Cas offered with all the sincerity that he had with in his comparatively petite body.

"I was unduly rude to you and that is inexcusable." Gravely voiced explained, "you did nothing to deserve any sort of discourteousness from me." Cas, in his extremely awkward way, assured gently. "Your service to the patrons of this establishment is commendable. I wish for you a life of joy as choosing this path is often hard and unappreciated. But most of all I am, deeply, sorry for the discomfort I had made you feel." the hand held by his beloved friend trembled slightly as Castiel waited for the waitress of Dean, or both, to say anything.