"I'm not going to tell you," Castiel murmurs, pressing his cheek against Dean's taut belly, fingers dragging Dean's underwear down just enough to dart his tongue out at the head of cock. "I want you to give the control to me. I want you to have to let this happen. I want you to know I am going to give you pleasure and take care of you."

He pulls back just enough to quickly pull off Dean's boots and skim his underwear the rest of the way down, tossing them to the side along with his jeans. "Tell me that you love me. I want to hear it."