Tricks & Treats - Desitel NC-17 - Chapter One

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Title: Tricks & Treats - 1/2
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Dean, Sam and Cas take a case the day before Halloween in the town of Munster, Indiana. What was supposedly a Vampire turns into much more.... Because Nothing in this town is what it seems.
A/N: There are many hidden references in the story, some you will catch some you won't. I will have notes at the end of the story explaining all the references.



October 30th
All Hallows' Eve

"I found us a case," Sam called out as he walked into what they referred to as the living room of the bunker, stepping in front of the 52” flat screen Dean was watching.

"Move, bitch, I'm watching something!" Dean roared. Sam took in the scene around him. Dean was on the couch surrounded by junk foods, candy, popcorn and sodas as a woman shrieked on the TV. Sam groaned. Dean had been watching horror movies ever since October 1st, and Sam couldn't wait until Halloween was over.

Only two more days, he thought to himself.

Dean loved Halloween, always has, and he loved watching all the horror movies they played on TV this time of year, and that wouldn't be so bad on occasion, but he insisted on doing it the whole damn month.

Two more days, Sam reminded himself.

"Seriously Dean? It's not even 9 a.m. and you’re binging on candy and watching horror movies." Sam sat down by Dean, "Why the hell do you even like horror movies? They are too much like our day-to-day life for me."

Dean laughed, "I like the classics because the monster dies, and the good guy wins and gets the girl." Dean shrugged and leaned back. He propped his feet up on the table, and popped a handful of Milk Duds in his mouth. "And the newer ones, well... compared to our life they are good for a laugh."

"Okay now about that case-"

"No, Sammy, no case. It’s the day before Halloween. I'm horror movie marathoning and binging on junk food. I'm gonna call Cas and introduce him to the classics along with a few decent newer ones." Dean got a gleeful, mischievous look on his face. "And some good ol' Halloween scares."

Sam frowned, remembering some of the good ol' Halloween scares he had been victim of. Dean's mischievous grin widened as he told Sam his plan. "I'm going to call Cas, and when he gets here I'm going to be hidden behind the bookshelf, and when he gets closer I'm going to jump out at him wearing my Michael Myers mask holding a knife."

Sam gave him an are you fuckin' stupid look before he spoke. "Do you really think it's wise to jump out at an Angel of the the Lord wearing a mask and holding a knife?" Dean's smile turned to one of contemplation, and he did not hear the rustling of wings... He was too lost in thought.

"That would not be wise at all." Sam and Dean both jumped.

"Jesus, Cas, you trying to give me a heart attack?" Dean clutched his chest.

Cas tilted his head, confused, "No, why would I want to do that Dean?"

"It's an expression Cas." Maybe it is a good thing I didn't jump out at Cas in a mask holding a knife. Dude takes things too seriously, he may have actually smited me, Dean mused. "So Cas, what are you doing here?"

"I heard you call my name a few times and though it didn't sound urgent I thought I would come see if you needed anything."

Dean cleared his throat, "you heard me call your name?"

Cas nodded, "I always hear when you call my name." Cas paused and found Dean's eyes before continuing, "or think it." Dean forced himself not to blush as he thought about the many times Cas' name was shouted in his head or rolled off his lips in a breathless whisper as he thought of the blue eyed Angel and all the things he wanted to do to him while he stroked himself to completion. Could Cas have known what he was doing?

"Hey, hey... Dean." Sam snapped his fingers in front of his brother’s face, shaking Dean from his thoughts.

"Um.. huh.. wha’?"

Sam gave him a bitch face and rolled his eyes while Cas stared at him, confused. "Cas was talking to you Dean," Sam pointed out.

Dean turned to the Angel, "sorry what were you saying, Cas?"

"I asked if you needed anything? Why you called my name?"

Dean rubbed the back of his neck, slightly nervous now. Pull it together. Dean Winchester doesn't get nervous, He scolded himself. "Well it's, um, nothing important... I was just going to see if you’re not busy with the God squad if you wanted to watch some classic horror movies and some of the decent newer ones while binging on junk food and candy. You know, celebrate Halloween as intended," Dean finished with a smile.

"Scary movies? Why would you want to watch scary movies when you deal with monsters all the time?" Cas questioned.

Sam shot Dean an I told you so look, "I said the same thing."

Dean huffed, sick of explaining why he likes horror movies. "The classics are awesome and it's fun, Cas, some good ol’ jump scares gets the heart pumping and adrenaline coursing."

The Angel seemed to be thinking it over. Dean knew that look; it was his calculating look. Dean knows all his looks. The way his brow furrows in concentration when he thinks. They way his eyes crinkle in the corners when he really smiles. Cas really has a beautiful smile. Lost in thought (again) Dean jumped slightly when Cas spoke. "I have never watched a 'scary movie,'" and yes Cas did the air quotes, and Dean couldn't help but smile - his Angel was so cute... and woah when did I start thinking of him as mine.

Cas continued before Dean could get lost in his mind once more. "But you enjoy them and seem excited about this and, no, I'm not busy with the 'God squad.'" The air quotes again... so cute... Ugh, stop it Winchester! "as you call them. So yes I think I would very much enjoy watching these classics as you call them."

Dean smiled. "Awesome! Cas, take off your trenchcoat, grab some snacks, and get comfortable. I will find a good one to start you off on."

"But Dean, tomorrow is Halloween, would it not be better to watch the scary movies on Halloween?"

Dean smirked, "think of today as a warm up, to get you ready for the good movies tomorrow."

Sam looked at Cas, "it's just an excuse for Dean to watch horror movies for two days straight."

Cas nodded at Sam, "ahh I see." He took off his trenchcoat and sat on the couch by Dean, grabbing the Milk Duds out of his hands.

"Hey, feathers! You're lucky I have another box," Dean exclaimed. Cas glared at him, but there was no heat behind it, more of a playfulness. Being an Angel he had no need for nourishment but Dean always had him trying different things that he likes, and Cas had come to enjoy eating when he's working a case with the Winchesters or just hanging out with them. He had even come to enjoy sleeping. "Ok, I found a good one. We are going to start out with a classic from one of the True Masters of Horror, Stephen King... The Shining." Dean smiled at Cas and Sam as he turned on the movie, shoveling popcorn in his mouth.

Sam sighed, "Dean, I think we need to focus on this possible case."

Cas turned to Sam, "what possible case?"

"A murder and kidnapping. I think it was a vampire." Dean just rolled his eyes and let his nerdy brother explain his findings to Cas, content to watch the movie in peace - that is until a few names catch his attention.

"So I hacked into the police case files. The witness says the killer walked up to a couple sitting on the bench in the park and started yelling at the guy, calling him Harker and saying something about him having his beloved Mina, but the witness knew the couple. Their names were not Harker and Mina but Jeremy Davidson and Alisha Roberts, they were engaged. He then told the cops the killer attacked Jeremy... went for his throat and after killing him he called Alisha Mina again and told her he was taking her home where she belonged. It happened around 9 last night. And when the police asked for any details the guy could give he said the killer was a vampire."

"What names did you say the killer called them?" Dean said, eyes still glued to the TV.

"Harker and Mina."

"Huh," Dean hummed, turning to look at Sam and Cas.

"Why, does that mean anything?" Cas questioned.

"Yeah... Bram Stoker's Dracula Mina was the reincarnation of his wife, Elisabeta, and Harker was Mina's fiancé."

"That can't be a coincidence Dean. The guy even said the killer was a vampire."

Dean huffed, "where is this case Sammy?"

"Indiana."

"Indiana," Dean grumped, "that's about an 11 hour drive!"

"I could always get us there faster," Cas said, looking at Dean.

"You mean your mojo? No way Cas, I gotta have Baby."

"If we are in your car when I transport us 'your baby' will come too," Cas said as though it was common knowledge.

"Alright, alright," Dean bitched, "but I'm renting a nice hotel room with a big TV and when I'm not busy playing detective I'm going to be watching horror movies with Cas while you do all the research, Sammy, because taking this case is your idea." Dean crossed his arms, staring at Sam.

Sam snorts, "That's nothing new. I always do all the research."

"Yeah well..." Sam had him there. He did always do all the research. "Shut up, bitch, and go pack! I wanna get there, find a nice hotel, talk to the cops, look at the body, question the witness, and then go back to the hotel with lots of junk food and continue my horror movie marathon."

Cas chimed in, "I too would like to continue this horror movie marathon as well. This movie is rather interesting... though I don't understand how all work and no play will make this Jack a dull boy."

Dean grinned, "do you ever play, Cas?"

The Angel seemed to be thinking it over, before he replied, "No."

Dean's smile widened, "see, Cas, all work no play equals dull boy."

Cas squinted, "are you calling me dull?"

Dean laughed playfully and shrugged as he and Sam left the slightly confused Angel in the living room watching The Shining while they went to pack. Dean came out a short while later, Sam nowhere around. He must still be packing, Dean thought. He walked back into the living room where he noticed the Angel's stoic posture had changed. Cas was on the edge of the couch, pillow clutched to his chest, box of Raisinettes in his hand and his eyes trained on the TV. The angel was so caught up in the movie he didn't notice the hunter re-enter the room. Dean smiled as he approached Cas slowly from behind, trying not to make a sound. When he was within arm’s reach, he struck. Dean grabbed Cas' sides, yelling, "got ya!" The Angel screeched and jumped, Raisinettes flying everywhere. Dean was laughing so hard he was in tears. "I got you, Cas."

"That was... It wasn't... I could have..." Cas was so flustered he couldn't even finish a sentence, which made Dean laugh even harder. The Angel regained his composure and rounded the couch, coming face to face with Dean and invading the hell out of his personal space.

"I could have smited you." Dean could feel Cas' breath ghosting against his lips, less than an inch to close the gap. Dean started to move forward when Sam's voice startled him. Dean took a step back. What the hell, I almost kissed him.

"Hey turn down the TV, that scream was loud as hell. I heard it in my room," Sam said as he came into the living room with his duffel.

Dean snickered, "Cas, keep it down okay."

Sam looked at Cas, "That was you?"

Dean smirked. "Yup, I scared him good."

"I could have smited your brother Sam," Cas huffed.

"Yeah, and he probably would have deserved it," Sam smirked back at Dean.

"Hey bitch!" Dean groused as he picked up his duffel, and they made their way to the garage, loading Baby before getting in.

Dean looked in the mirror to find Cas' blue eyes staring into his green ones. Dean took a deep breath and slowly let it out, his eyes still on Cas' in the mirror. (He hates traveling Angel airway as he calls it.) "Ready when you are, Cas."

It happened so fast... In a blink of an eye. One second they are in the garage in the bunker in Lebanon, Kansas, and then they are in front of a sign, Welcome to Munster Indiana. Dean snorted as he started Baby up and headed into the town, "Munster? Really?"

As soon as Dean passed the sign, Cas spoke up from the back seat. "There is definitely something supernatural in this town, though I'm now sure it's more than just vampires."

"Yeah and how do you know that Cas?" Dean questioned, looking in the mirror at Cas.

"Well, because my, um... how is it you refer to it?" Cas' brow furrowed, trying to think of the right word. "Ah, yes, my mojo... It has been repressed. I'm human."

Dean groaned, "I just wanted to spend the next two days watching scary movies, now I'm in Munster, Indiana, with something that can repress an Angel's powers and possibly vampires too... Great! Just great, thanks, Sammy."

Dean continued mumbling obscenities until he found a hotel he deemed fit, usually he would just pick the first cheap looking one they came across. Not this time though, he chose a nice one, one that he was sure would have a big flat screen TV. He had done really good hustling pool last weekend, and if he was going to be forced to work this case by his bitch of a brother, he was doing it with a nice hotel to come back to and relax while he watched movies with Cas.

Dean pulled into the parking lot of the Bedrieger Hotel and into a parking place close to the entrance. The three men exited the Impala and entered the hotel. The receptionist smiled at them. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"

Dean smiled and approached the counter. "I would like to rent a room with 2 king beds, please." The receptionist started typing into her computer.

"I'm sorry, Sir, we don't have any more double bed rooms available, but I do have two rooms that conjoin, both with a king bed."

Dean turned to Sam and Cas, "You guys want to keep looking?"

Sam walked up to the counter, "No this works out good." Sam handed his credit card to the receptionist and turned to Dean, "This way you and Cas can watch horror movies while I do research. I was the one who wanted to take this case."

The receptionist looked up wide eyed "Case? Are you talking about Jeremy and Alisha?"

Sam nodded, "Yes we are, did you know either of them?" Sam flashed his badge at her.

"Yes, I knew them both. We went to high school together. They were high school sweethearts, Jeremy finally got up the nerve to purpose last year, they were getting married next month."

Dean and Cas took this time to go out to the Impala and get their bags while Sam continued to question the receptionist.

She handed Sam his credit card back along with two room keys. "Do you know anyone who would have wanted to hurt them? Or maybe someone who could have had feelings for Alisha?"

The receptionist shook her head no. "Everyone liked Jeremy and Alisha. I can't think of a single soul who would want to harm them."

Sam smiled at her, "Thank you."

Dean and Cas came back, all their bags in tow just as Sam was thanking the receptionist. Sam turned to Dean and Cas, handing Dean one of the room keys and taking his bag from Dean. "Let's go put our stuff in our rooms, change into our Fed suits and go talk to the local police."

"Sounds good to me," Dean replied as he slung his duffel over his shoulder. "Sooner we get this over with the sooner we can pick up some junk food... beer and me and Cas can watch more horror movies." Dean smiled at Cas.

"I'm very much looking forward to that. I want to see more from The Masters of Horror as you called them."

"Yeah and now that you're human and can't smite me... Well, you're fair game to scare now." Dean winked at him as they entered the elevator. Cas looked at him, concerned,

"Are you ok, Dean? Is something wrong with your eye?" You could hear Sam laughing as the elevator doors closed.

"No, Cas, Dean's eye is fine. It’s called winking." Sam grinned at Dean deviously, "it's something people do sometimes when they are flirting."

Cas seemed to be contemplating what Sam had just told him. "Oh I see." He then turned to Dean and shut both his eyes tight making his nose crinkle, leaving his eyes shut way longer than necessary. Sam was trying his damnedest to repress a fit of giggles. Dean just groaned and mouthed “bitch” at his brother.

Dean took room 213, Sam had 214, and of course Cas followed Dean. Once in their room Dean opened the door that conjoined them and walked into Sam's room. Sam picked up a king size Snickers bar that was on his pillow. "I've seen hotels that put mints on your pillow, but what kind of hotel puts king size Snickers bars?"

Dean jerked the candy bar out of Sam's hands, opened it and took a huge bite. "An awesome one, that's what kind." Dean smiled real big. Sam scrunched up his nose when he saw the chocolate and caramel all over Dean's teeth.

"Gross, jerk! Go get dressed." Dean walked back into his and Cas' room. The Angel was sitting on the bed with the remote in his hand.

"Whatcha watching Cas?"

"Something about a bloody valentine."

Dean sat down by Cas. "My Bloody Valentine. Good movie, this is the remake...it's ok."

The lead character of the movie came on screen and Cas got all excited and grabbed Dean's arm. "Look, Dean, this guy Tom Hanniger, he looks just like you!" Cas shook his arm, "See Dean, look, look!"

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Really, Cas, ya think? I just don't see it." Dean grabbed his suit off the rack and started towards the bathroom. He turned and smiled at Cas, "I'm way better looking than that dude."

Dean came out of the bathroom a short while later donning a black suit with a green pin striped tie. Cas looked him up and down before settling on Dean's eyes. The Angel slowly darted his tongue out, wetting his lips. "You're right, Dean, you are... How did you put it?" Cas grinned, "Way better looking than that dude." Then the Angel winked at him, rendering Dean speechless for a minute.

"Thanks!" Dean said, and it came out several octaves higher. He cleared his throat and tried again. "Thanks, Cas." Dean walked over to the rack where another garment bag hung, took it down and handed it to Cas.

Cas looked confused, "what is this Dean?"

"Your Fed suit, Cas. Gotta dress the part... Think of it as playing dress up for Halloween." The Angel took the garment bag and went into the bathroom to change. Dean sat on the bed watching the movie until Cas came out of the bathroom, an aggravated expression on his face as he looked at the blue tie in his hands as if he wanted to smite it.

"I can't get this on correctly, Dean." He glared at the offending piece of fabric again.

Dean shook his head, laughing a little as he stood up and took the tie from Cas' hands and began to fix it. When Dean had it on correctly, he jerked the knot to tighten it, pulling Cas closer. Dean leaned in by Cas' ear, whispering, "looking good, Angel." Dean pulled back and smiled at the squeak Cas made. They stared at each other until a throat clearing behind them made them both look away.

"Am I interrupting something?" Sam grinned smugly at Dean.

"I was fixing Cas' tie for him," Dean replied so quickly the words ran together

Sam's smile widened. "So that's what the kids these days are calling it?" Dean gave Sam his best bitch face, one that could have rivaled one of his own. Though Dean had never actually said anything, he was 99.9% sure his noisy bitch brother knew about his feelings for Cas.

Cas looked confused, and Dean was still glaring at him. "Haha, bitch, come here I got special badges for us." He handed one to Sam and then one to Cas. You Sam are Special Agent Shelley. You Cas are Special Agent Irving, and I'm Special Agent Stoker." Sam snorted and shook his head as they left their rooms and started out through the lobby and to the Impala.

They pulled into the Police Station, which was in the center of town. It was a small building, but the town was rather small so Dean supposed they really didn't need anything bigger.

They walked into the building, where they see a woman and a man standing at a desk talking. They both turn to see who came through the door. The woman smiled as they approached. "How can we help you gentlemen? I'm Sheriff Starling and this is my number one deputy... Deputy Graham."

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Special Agent Stoker with the FBI and these are my partners Special Agents Irving and Shelley." They all three flashed their badges, Dean so glad Cas' was right side up this time.

The woman sighed and ran her hands down her face. "I knew this would happen after the second murder. Come on gentlemen, follow me and Deputy Graham to my office and I will fill you in."

Sam then spoke up, "I'm sorry but did you say second murder? We had not been informed of a second murder."

"It happened around 3 a.m., a young man by the name of Frank Andrews, looks like we need to get you boys caught up," Deputy Graham said while ushering them to Sheriff Starling's office.

They took a seat. Sheriff Starling handed the two case files that were on her desk to Dean; he handed one to Sam. They looked through them silently, Cas standing over Dean's shoulder reading the file. They already knew all this information. It was what Sam had found out when he hacked their system. Dean laid the file back on the sheriff’s desk. "We would like to go to the Medical Examiner's to take a look at the bodies and then question the witnesses, Jack Seward and..." he looked at Sam, who was still looking through the other file.

Sam looked up, "And Gwen Conliffe, the victim's girlfriend."

Sheriff Starling nodded. "The Medical Examiner's lab is directly next door and Deputy Graham will make copies of the case files while you are questioning the M.E. Your first witness Jack Seward lives in this district and Gwen Conliffe lives in the one beside this one."

Sam shut the case file he had been reading and laid it on top of the other. "Your town is divided into two districts?"

"Six actually... This is Lignea Palum, the largest, it covers all of town and the land beyond the forest. On one side of Lignea Palum is Ignis and on the other side Argentum, where your second witness lives. Argentum leads into Tormenti Pila. Past Tormenti Pila lies Derulane, and on the very outskirts of town is Radialis."

"Those are some interesting names... another language?" Cas questioned. Curiosity peeked.

"I would say so, the districts were named long ago," Sheriff Starling replied as she gathered up the files and handed them to Deputy Graham to make copies.

Cas hummed, eyebrow raised, “Very long ago by the sound of them.”

"Come on, gentlemen, I will see you out. When you are done with the M.E. come back here. Deputy Graham will have the case files copied for you by then."

When they were at the door Dean handed her a card. "Give us a call if you get any new information."

"Will do, Agents." She smiled and waved as they left the precinct.

"So, Sammy, what was in the file you had? The file I was looking through was the one you had hacked... So no new info in there."

"Well it wasn't a vamp attack. It sounds like a werewolf. The witness same as the first when asked for any additional information she could give she said it was a werewolf."

Dean paused outside the Medical Examiner's building, "So we got one witness who saw a vampire and one who saw a werewolf, not to mention something in this town that can repress Cas' grace." Dean pushed open the door mumbling, "Nothing can ever be simple."

Once inside they were greeted by a man in scrubs. "You gentlemen must be Agents Stoker, Shelley, and Irving." The man shook each of their hands. "I'm Dr. Morgan, the Medical Examiner. If you gentlemen will follow me, I will show you the bodies."

Once in the lab they noticed two stretchers. Dr. Morgan walked over to the first, signaling them over. Dean, Sam and Cas followed; the M.E. uncovered the first victim. "This is Jeremy Davidson. Cause of death - completely drained of blood and these are the only marks on his body.” The M.E. pointed at two puncture wounds on the neck. “No blood at the scene of the crime." He covered the body back up before moving to the second stretcher. He looked up at the Agents, "Okay, Frank Andrews’ body is in worse condition. I had a hard time putting him back together." Dr. Morgan uncovered the body, and it looked like he had been put into a wood chipper and that was what came out the other side. "Frank Andrews, cause of death - wild animal attack, something from the Canis family. The wounds had canine saliva in them, also teeth marks in the bones are familiar to that of the Canine family not the mention there was Canine hair on the victim's body." He covered the body back up and turned to the Agents, "I faxed my reports on both victims over to Sheriff Starling right before you gentlemen came. She called and told me you were on your way and to let you know Deputy Graham will have a copy of the reports with the case files when you pick them up."

After the M.E. came back from washing his hands, he took a card that Dean handed him. "If you come across anything else gives us a call." Dr. Morgan nodded and went back to work.

Dean, Sam and Cas left the Medical Examiner's office and returned to the police station to pick up the case files. Deputy Graham had them ready and waiting when they came in to get them. "Just let us know if you need anything else, Agents."

Sam gathered up the files. "We will, thank you, Deputy Graham."

Once they were in the Impala, Dean started her up. "Where to, Sammy?"

Sam flipped open the first file. "Jack Seward, 1210 Helsing Road."

Dean pulls out of the Police Station, "So did either of you notice anything about the bodies?"

"Yes," Cas answered from the backseat before going silent again.

Dean huffed and rolled his eyes looking in the mirror. "Care to share with the class, Cas?"

"The supposed vampire victim's throat was not ripped out there were only two puncture wounds from which the blood was to have been drained. The supposed werewolf victim's heart was still intact; no werewolf would have left a perfectly good heart behind." Cas met Dean's eyes in the mirror. "Is that correct, Dean?" Cas asked almost playful.

Dean smirked "Don't get cocky, Angel, it's not a good look on you." Cas smiled and went back to looking out the window. Sam looked at Dean with a amused look on his face. "You got something to say, Sammy?"

"Yeah, right turn up here." Sam grinned at Dean and mouths "Angel.”

"Bitch." Dean mumbled as he made the turn on Helsing Road. Dean pulled into the witness’s driveway, shutting off Baby. "Let's get these witnesses questioned so we can pick up some junk food and burgers and head back to the hotel for some R&R and horror movies for me and Cas and research for you, Sammy." Dean got out of the Impala with Sam and Cas following.

Dean knocked on the door, Sam and Cas standing beside him. A man opened the door slowly. "We need to speak with Jack Seward. I'm Special Agent Stoker this is Special Agents Irving and Shelley."

The man stepped out of the way. "Please come in. I'm Jack Seward." Dean, Sam and Cas followed Jack into his living room. Dean and Cas sat on the loveseat. Sam sat at one end of the couch, Jack at the other. Dean was more than happy to sit back and let Sam ask the questions.

Sam turned to face Jack. "Mr. Seward could you please tell us what happened last night when Jeremy Davidson was killed and Alisha Roberts kidnapped."

"Yes." Jack took a deep breath, then began, "I was walking home through the park. I saw Jeremy and Alisha sitting on a bench. This man approached them, yelling at them. He was calling Alisha Mina and telling her how much he loved her and how he has waited over a century to be with her again. Then he turned to Jeremy, calling him Mr. Harker and telling him Mina would be his. That's," Jack took a deep breath, letting it out slow and steady. "That's when he attacked Jeremy, went for his throat. I started running over to them yelling for him to stop. Once I got there, Jeremy lay there not moving, and the killer had Alisha's hand, pulling her along with him. I told him to let her go." Jack went silent.

"Is there anything you can tell us about the killer?" Cas questioned

"Yeah, he was a... vampire."

"A vampire?" Sam echoed

"I know what you're thinking, but I'm not crazy. He was a vampire. He had the accent, the slicked back black hair, the cape with the red amulet attaching it and he flashed his fangs at me."

Dean sat up, putting his elbows on his knees and looking at Jack, "you mean like a Dracula?"

"Yes! Exactly like a Dracula out of an old film." Sam questioned him for a few more minutes until he was sure he had all the information he needed. Jack saw them out, and when they were back in Baby, Dean started her up.

"Where now, Sammy?"

"We are going into the district Argentum, Gwen Conliffe, 780 Howling Drive." They rode in silence. Dean couldn't wait to question this witness then get some supplies and head back to the hotel and watch scary movies with his Angel. And there I go thinking of him as mine again.

Dean pulled onto Howling Drive then into 780's driveway. A young woman was sitting on the porch swing. They exited the Impala and walked up on the porch. Sam walked up to the young lady. "Hello, I'm special Agent Shelley this is special Agents Stoker and Irving; we need to speak with Gwen Conliffe."

The young lady looked up, and it was clear she had been crying. "I'm Gwen. I assume you are here to ask me about what happened last night with Frank."

Sam took a seat beside her. "Yes, Ms. Conliffe, could you please recount last night’s events with Mr. Andrews?"

She nodded and began. "Frank and I have... well had been dating for six months. He took me out last night to the movies. We had dinner and then we drove up to Lunar Lane, it's got a perfect view of the town and it's really beautiful up there. We were looking out over the town listening to music then I... I heard something, it sounded like a wolf and when I told Frank, he laughed, teasing me. Then he leaned over to kiss me, but before he could his window was busted out and he was dragged from it. I opened my door and ran. I ran until I made it to the road. I flagged down a car, and they drove me to the police station."

Sam handed her some tissues that were sitting on the table by the swing. "Is there anything you can tell us about the killer? Did you see him?"

Gwen nodded, "It was a werewolf. The wolfman."

"The wolfman?" Dean questioned

"Yeah wolfman... Like the old movie, he was even in the same ripped clothing. I know how I must sound... but I also know what I saw." She looked at Dean then Cas and last Sam.

Sam stood, "Thank you, Ms. Conliffe, you have been very helpful."

They pulled out onto the main road. Dean shook his head. "First Dracula, now full-on wolfman? What the hell is going on in this town? You think this Dracula can turn into a bat? That would be cool." Dean said the last part more to himself.

"I'm not sure what going on in this town... yet. And really, Dean? I doubt he could turn into a bat."

Dean mumbled, "how do you know... he could turn into a bat."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Let's go to the store, get some supplies and then pick up dinner and head back to the hotel. You and Cas can get started on your horror movie marathon, and I can do some research."

You read my mind, Sammy." Dean looked in the mirror. "How does that sound, Cas? You ready to relax, binge on junk food and get your horror on?"

"That sounds good, Dean." Cas' stomach growled so loud Dean and Sam heard it." Cas scowled at his stomach like it betrayed him.

Dean looked over his shoulder, "Shit, Cas, you gotta be starved out. You're human at the moment, which means eating is now a necessity not just for pleasure, and you haven't eaten anything since you lost your mojo." Dean smiled, "Don't worry, Angel, I will get you fed soon."

They pulled into a local grocery store, and Dean’s cell phone started ringing. He fished it out of his pocket, "Special Agent Stoker." Sam and Cas listened to the one sided conversation trying to piece together what they could. Dean hung up and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That was Sheriff Starling. There has been another murder, this one in the district of Ignis. Dean looked over his shoulder, "Sorry, Cas, we are gonna have to wait on getting food." Cas frowned, and Dean felt his heart sink. He had forgotten that Cas would need to eat, and he had not made sure Cas did. He wanted to make it up to his Angel. "But I promise to get you two big bacon cheeseburgers. I know how much you like those."

Cas smiled, and Dean felt all warm inside knowing he caused that smile... Well the bacon cheeseburgers were probably the cause of the smile but Dean will take it. "Eating can wait, this is more important."

Dean starts up Baby and heads toward Ignis. "Keep an eye out for Victor Lane guys, that's the street Sheriff Starling said to turn on and to follow it to the end."

"There!" Cas shouted from the backseat "The next left." Dean followed the street to the end, and there was a couple of police cars and the coroner's van. The three got out of the car and started walking over to the crime scene when Deputy Graham greeted them. The sheriff was talking to the coroner.

"The victim is Henry Clerval. His wife, Caroline, found his body. He jogs the neighborhood every evening, and when he wasn't home after an hour and a half she went looking for him, and that's how she found him." Deputy Graham motioned for them to follow him over to the body and over to where the sheriff and Medical Examiner were. The four approached the crime scene. The M.E. stood when he saw them coming. Sam took the lead in asking questions.

"What do we have here Sheriff, Dr. Morgan?" The sheriff motioned for Dr. Morgan to explain. He bent down by the body, which was lying on the sidewalk by the street sign. Sam did the same.

"His windpipe was crushed, he was strangled to death with one hand - one huge hand. Look at the bruising print on his neck. Going on that, his hands would be around twice the size of yours, Agent Shelley."

Dean heard some commotion over to his left, where a woman was arguing with the sheriff. Dean looked at Cas, "let's go see what all that is about." The Angel nodded and they walked over. When Dean was next to the woman he spoke up, "Anything I can help you ladies with?"

The woman huffed, "I was trying to explain to the sheriff who did this but she won't listen!"

"I won't listen because that's just crazy, Elizabeth!"

Dean looks at Elizabeth, "How bout you tell me and my partner." Dean and Cas flashed her their badges. "I'm Special Agent Stoker; this is Special Agent Irving."

"I'm going to let you gentlemen deal with her, and I'm going to go see if my Medical Examiner can give me any information that can actually help." Sheriff Starling walked off, going back over to join Dr. Morgan and Sam.

"Now, do you gentlemen want to know what did this?" Elizabeth said while putting her hands on her hips.

"Yes ma'am, tell us what you saw," Dean replied.

"It was the Frankenstein monster, you know like from the old movie! Big and green and even had the bolts in his neck. He picked that man up with one hand and lifted him over his head. He squeezed his hand and snapped that poor man's neck before dropping him and walking off." I was getting ready to call the police when that woman... His wife I'm assuming... found him and called from her cellphone... but I wanted to stick around and tell the police what I saw even if it does make me sound crazy."

"Thank you, Elizabeth, you have been very helpful," Cas said. She smiled at Cas before turning and walking off.

Dean and Cas started walking back to see Sam walking towards them. They met in the middle of the street and discussed their findings. Dean looked up and noticed the name on the street sign the body lie under, Electric Ave. He nudged Cas in the side with his elbow before pointing at the sign. The Angel looked at it about the time Dean started singing, "I'm going to rock down to Electric Avenue."

Sam groaned, and Cas got a puzzled look on his face, turning his head to the side with his brow furrowed. Dean thought to himself he's so cute when he's thinking. "I don't understand that reference, Dean."

Sam snorted, "you're lucky Cas."

Dean pointed at Sam, "that was funny and you know it, bitch." The three made their way back to the Impala talking.

"Sheriff Starling said they would have us a copy of this case file later this evening. I gave her my card and told her to call me and I would come pick it up."

Ten minutes later and they were pulling back into the grocery store from earlier. Dean shut off the Impala and smiled at Cas and Sam. "Let's go get some supplies; and, Angel, get anything that looks good to you." Cas smiled brightly.

They left the store thirty minutes and ninety dollars later. All three of them loaded down with bags. Dean told Cas to get whatever looked good to him... and apparently that was the whole candy aisle. He also picked out a pumpkin pie, which made Dean smile because Cas and pie, how could he not smile. The Angel found some alcoholic root beer which he also had to have, and Dean definitely wouldn't protest alcohol. Sam picked out a big bag of trail mix, granola bars and a bag of mixed dehydrated fruits. Dean made sure to get the popcorn, soda, and a can of whipped cream for the pie. Cas had picked every kind of candy there was so they were covered there. Now to find a place with good burgers.

Soon they were at a diner right down the street from their hotel ordering their food. Dean insisted diners made the best burgers. Sam ordered a large chicken Caesar salad, and then excused himself when his phone started ringing. Dean and Cas ordered. Dean smiled at the waitress, "Give me four dressed bacon cheeseburgers, no mayo." Dean turned to Cas, "Do you want crinkle cut fries or curly fries?"

Cas hummed, "that's a hard one, they are both really good."

"How about I get the crinkle cut fries and you get the curly and we split them."

"That sounds good," Cas smiled at Dean. Dean turned back to the waitress. She was smiling softly at them both.

"So you boys want an order of curly and an order of crinkle cut?"

Dean nodded, "yes ma'am."

Her smile widened. "I just have to say you boys make an absolutely adorable couple."

Dean cleared his throat, "Oh we're..." Dean stopped and smiled back at the waitress. "Thank you."

"I will get your food to you in about ten minutes, just take a seat and I will bring it to you when it's done." They took a seat, Sam joining them after his phone call.

"That was Deputy Graham. He passes our hotel on his way home so he is just going to drop off the case file on his way home."

"Here you go, boys." The waitress smiled at Dean and Cas. "I put you boys an order of onion rings in there too." Dean and Cas grinned at each other. She giggled, "like I said absolutely adorable." She handed Dean the bags. "You boys have a good night." She walked back up to the counter to take the next order.

Sam looked at Dean and Cas as they stood to leave the dinner, "What was that all about?"

Dean had opened his mouth to reply nothing, but Cas was the one to answer. "She said Dean and I was an absolutely adorable couple, and Dean thanked her."

Dean glared at Sam, "not a word, bitch."

Sam held up both his hands snickering, "wouldn't dream of it."

Dean sighed as he opened the door to their hotel room. He placed the food bags down. Sam grabbed his chicken Caesar salad and mumbled something about eating and doing research as he walked through the conjoining door and into his room. "Guys, I'm going to shut this door so I can research in peace."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Sammy. You do your research. It’s horror movie time for me and Cas." Dean grabbed his duffel and went into the bathroom, losing the suit in favor of his dark grey silk PJ bottoms and AC/DC shirt. When he came out Cas, was on the bed flipping through the channels. Dean opened back up his duffel and pulled out another pair of PJ bottoms. These were black silk; he also got out a pair of boxer briefs. He handed them to Cas. Cas stared up at him. "You’re human, Cas, you're going to sleep tonight, and you can't sleep in that suit or your holy tax accountant get up."

"There's only one bed Dean, how are we going to sleep?"

Dean smiled. "Cas, it's a king size bed, we can both sleep in it." Dean's smile grew devious. "I promise to try and behave and to keep my hands to myself. Now go get that suit off and get comfortable, I will find you a t-shirt.” Cas went into the bathroom to change while Dean continued digging through his duffel for a shirt, deciding on his favorite... his Zep shirt. Cas would look good in it.

Cas came out of the bathroom and hung up his suit. He turned to face Dean, and the hunter could not take his eyes off the Angel. The PJ bottoms were a bit big on him and hung dangerously low on his hips exposing the most delicious hipbones Dean had ever seen and holy shit who knew Cas had a body like that under that baggy suit and trenchcoat. It should be a sin to keep that hidden. He couldn't take his eyes off those hipbones. He suddenly got an overwhelming urge to lick, suck, and bite those hipbones; mark them up. Dean had the shirt gripped tight in his hands as Cas walked over to him, completely ignoring personal space. Dean was in a trance. He couldn't look away from Cas' exposed milky flesh. He wanted to touch, he wanted to touch so bad. Deans cock gave a interested twitch at what he was seeing. Not now little Dean! This is not the time!

Cas smirked and ran his hand over Dean's, causing the hunter to look up into those electric blue eyes. Cas' long nimble fingers danced over his hand still. Cas leaned in. "Is that the shirt you got out for me Dean?" Dean, knowing he couldn't speak even if he wanted to, just nodded. Cas leaned in even closer, his lips barely touched Dean’s ear, causing the Hunter to shiver slightly as he could feel Cas' breath. "Thank you Dean," he whispered. Cas pried the shirt from Dean's hands and took a step back.

Tease, Dean thought, Cas is being a tease... does Cas know he's being a tease? Dean looked back at the Angel, who had turned around where his back was now facing Dean. Cas smiled over his shoulder at him as he stretched his arms over his head, exposing all the lines and muscles of his back. The PJ bottoms slipped a little lower, exposing the beginning of his ass as he slid the shirt over his head and pulled it down very slowly. Oh he definitely knows... Dean Winchester does not get shaken up, he does the shaking up.

Cas gets the food and sits on the bed. Dean joins him, snagging the remote off the bedside table. Cas starts getting the boxes of food out and setting them on the bed before getting up and grabbing them a few sodas. Cas sat back down on the bed, handing Dean a soda. The Hunter had chosen a movie. "So what are we watching, Dean?"

Dean smiled, popping a curly fry into his mouth, "IT. This movie is also by Stephen King."

Cas smiled. "The same man that made The Shining. The movie I was watching earlier? What this one about?"

"A killer clown."

"That does not sound scary."

Dean snorted, "Sam would disagree with you on that. He's terrified of clowns."

They started watching the movie as they began to eat, Cas moaning around his first big bite of the bacon cheeseburger. "These." He points at the burger and takes another big bite moaning again. "These make me very happy."

"I can tell," Dean smirked as he took a big bite of his burger. Cas smiled at him, his mouth stuffed full. He looks like a chipmunk. Could he be get cuter.

Dean found it hard to watch the movie, too busy watching Cas eat and listening to all the little moans and sighs he made thinking... Would he makes those noises if I kissed him? Licked and nibbled his jawline and neck? Made my way down his body, running my fingers along his sides while I licked and sucked his nipples, kissing down even farther until I made it to those hipbones and marked them up with big blooming bruises before I took his coc- "Dean, Dean." Dean was shaken from his very X rated thoughts. "You were staring at me, do I have something on my mouth?" Cas darted his tongue out and licked his lips. Dean followed the movement like a predator would its prey.

"That's good Cas you got it." He could have watched Cas lick his lips like that all day, but little Dean was starting to really enjoy the show. Cas smiled and went back to watching the movie eating the rest of the curly fries.

After they finished eating, Dean gathered the empty boxes and threw them away. He came back over to the bed and arranged all the pillows against the headboard and laid back. Cas looked over his shoulder at Dean. The Hunter smiled and patted the bed. Cas smiled back and crawled up the bed, lying against the pillows beside Dean, less than a inch between them, but neither seemed to mind.

The longer the movie went on that less than a inch became nonexistent. They were touching from shoulder to feet. Cas jumped when Pennywise appeared. "I'm beginning to rethink what I said earlier about a killer clown not being scary, Pennywise is very scary, Dean. Clowns are scary."

Dean shook his head, "not you too, Cas." The bedside tables were covered in various junk food. They had popcorn and had already drank all the alcoholic root beer. They both agreed it was awesome and they had to get some more tomorrow. It hadn't been enough to get them drunk just a pleasant buzz.

Dean's mind had been running away with him the better part of the movie, his thoughts going back to what Cas had said earlier that day about him always being able to hear Dean call his name or even think it. He wants to ask Cas about it... Well what better time than now, He thought to himself and went for it. Dean turned slightly, the movement startling Cas, causing the Angel to look at him. Dean rubbed the back of his neck, "hey, uh, Cas, you remember today when you came to the bunker and you said you can always hear when I call your name or, um, think it... So all the time huh?"

Cas smiled and moved in closer, "yes Dean... every time." Cas placed his hand on Dean's chest, the hunter’s breath catching. He leans to whisper in Dean's ear, "and I heard everything, Dean, and I know what you were doing in the dark with my name on your tongue." Cas ran his hand up Dean's chest, "I heard every moan, heard all the dirty fantasies." Cas slid his hand around Dean's neck and into his hair. "I know all the filthy things you want to do to me." Cas grips Dean's hair and pulls. Dean and Cas were now looking into each other's eyes. "And even without my grace I know what you are thinking right now."

"Yeah? And what's that, Cas?" The angel moves his lips forward, slightly brushing against Dean’s.

"You want to kiss me." Cas let go of Dean's hair, and the hunter lunged at the Angel, knocking him on his back in the middle of the bed. Dean on top of him, straddling him. They stared into each other's eyes, both breathing heavily. Cas reached up and gripped Dean's hair pulling him down, Cas rubbed his cheek against Deans, the hunter leaned into the touch. Cas placed his lips by Dean's ear, "Well, Dean, am I right?"

Dean groaned, Cas now nuzzling his neck. "Yes, Cas, you're right so, so right. I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you bad."

Cas laid back and stared up into Dean’s eyes, smiling one of those smiles Dean loves. The kind where Cas' eyes crinkle in the corner. "Well then what are you waiting for?"

Dean leans down and brushes his lips gently against Cas', pulling back slightly to look into the Angel's eyes. Seeing nothing but want there, he leans back in and takes Cas' lips once again, pressing harder. Dean runs his tongue along Cas' bottom lip, nipping it gently until Cas opens up for him. Dean takes that opportunity to let his tongue explore Cas' mouth to the fullest. Cas wraps his arms around Dean's neck and threads his fingers through the hunter’s hair, moaning as he feels Dean's tongue sweep into his mouth.

Dean kisses him until his lips are tingling. Dean pulls back, breathing hard, and he looks down at Cas’ lips, red and kiss swollen, a beautiful blush on his cheeks and his hair the definition of sex hair. Cas was radiating sex. He whined when Dean pulled back, making the hunter smile and kiss Cas again. Dean licked and nibbled Cas' jawline. Cas' hands were running up and down Dean's back, the Angel slipping his hands under Dean's shirt, loving the feel of skin not fabric under his hands. Cas groaned and arched up, scratching his nails down Dean's back as the Hunter sucked on a sensitive spot on the Angel's neck. Dean smiled against his neck. "You like that Angel? Does it feel good?" Dean grazed his teeth against Cas' neck before biting lightly.

Cas groaned again. "Yes... Feels so good, but I want, I want." Cas grips the bottom of Dean's shirt and starts tugging. Dean gets on board quickly, letting Cas pull his shirt off. As soon as the shirt is off Cas runs his fingers along Dean's chest, sides and abs, stopping at the beginning of his pants.

Dean sits up and stares down at Cas, running his hand down the Angel's chest and taking hold of the bottom of his shirt. "Fair’s fair, Cas." Cas sits up, and Dean pulls off his shirt. The Angel lays back, and Dean runs his hand down Cas’ chest, stopping at his nipples and pinching them in between his thumb and forefinger, drawing a groan from Cas. "You like that Angel?" Dean asked as he pinched them again.

Cas nodded fervently. "Yes, yes, mmm...so much." Dean continues his explorations with his hands down the Angel’s sides, his chest, his abs, and then those delicious hipbones. Dean held Cas' hips and rubbed circles over the Angels hipbones with his thumbs.

"You have the most mouth watering hipbones, Cas, I want to kiss all over them."

"Do it! Please do it!" Cas moaned, wanting to get Dean's lips back on him. Dean leaned back down and kissed Cas soundly on the lips, before making his way down the Angel’s body, flicking his tongue across Cas' nipple before sucking it into his mouth and biting down gently. Cas was panting when Dean started working on his other nipple. "Dean," Cas moaned as Dean started working his way down the Angel’s body. Biting, licking and sucking. Dean let out a groan when he started placing opened mouth kisses on Cas' hipbones. Dean started sucking and nibbling at them. Cas started clenching the blanket, moaning. "Get back up here, Dean, want to kiss you more."

Dean smiled up at Cas. "Gladly, Angel." The hunter licks and kisses his way back up Cas’ body, settling back on top of him, straddling him. Cas surges up and attacks Dean's lips, pulling the hunter down on top of him and tangling his fingers in Dean's hair. Cas wraps his legs around Dean and arches up into him. Dean grinds down, rubbing their hard cocks together. The angel gasped, and Dean swallowed it up in a heated kiss.

"Do that again," Cas pants against Dean's neck. Dean winds an arm around Cas’ neck and runs the other hand along Cas' side and settles it on his hip, the Angel’s legs still wrapped around Dean. The Hunter grinds down, rubbing their hard cocks together again. The silk pants they were wearing giving them a gratifying friction as the smooth fabric rubs together. Dean starts going faster and harder. They were no longer kissing, though their lips were still touching. They panted and moaned into each other's mouth. Cas ran his fingernails down Dean's back. "I want more, Dean, want to feel all of you against all of me."

"You read my mind, Angel." Dean reached down to pull Cas' pants off.

The conjoining door swung open, "Deputy Graham is here he needs to ask-" Sam just then took in what was going on. "Oh my God!" Dean and Cas momentarily stunned like deer in the headlights. Sam turned quickly to where he was looking at the TV where Pennywise was on the screen. Sam squeaked, "that's not much better." Deputy Graham stood in the doorway with an amused look on his face.

Cas was the first to regain his composure and jumped up, launching Dean off him and into the floor. Dean groaned. Sam, keeping his back turned to them, spoke. "Uh, me and Deputy Graham will be in my room. He has to get a recount of the witness statement you took from Elizabeth in the Henry Clerval murder investigation.” Sam shut the door. Cas rolled over and looked at Dean, who was lying on his back looking up at Cas.

Dean groaned as he sat up, popping his back. "That hurt, Cas," Dean pouted

"I'm sorry, Dean. Sam shocked me, and Deputy Graham was there, and I panicked and jumped up, but I didn't mean to send you into the floor." Cas reached down and helped Dean back up onto the bed.

Dean tossed Cas his shirt. "Alright time to face the music. Let's go give a recount of Elizabeth's statement and then we can get back to what we were doing." Dean pulled Cas up off the bed and flush against him.

"Y-You want to continue this?"

Dean grips Cas' ass and growls into his ear, “this and more babe." Dean looks in Cas' eyes, "that is if you want."

Cas smiled and kissed Dean on his neck. "I would very like to continue this..." Cas bites down until he hears Dean groan before letting loose. "And more," he whispered by the hunter’s ear.

They go into Sam's room and recount the statement that Elizabeth had given them. Sam was looking anywhere but at Dean and Cas. Deputy Graham was not fazed in the slightest at what he had just seen. After Deputy Graham had written down the statement, he got up to leave looking at Dean then to Cas and smiled. "You guys enjoy the rest of your night," he said over his shoulder, a twinkle in his eyes as he was going out the door.

Once he was gone, Sam finally looked at Dean and Cas. "Well that's something I'm never going to be able to un-see. I don't know what was worse, seeing you two getting ready to go at it or turning around to see Pennywise staring at me. I mean I knew you two would eventually get together, but I never thought I would walk in on it actually happening."

"Hey, in my defense I thought the door was lock- what the hell do you mean you knew we would get together, Sammy?"

Sam smirked at them. "Please... anyone with eyes can see you two are into each other." Sam's smirk grew. "You two do have a profound bond, after all... but all kidding aside, I'm happy for you, Dean." Sam smiled at his brother then at the Angel "and you too, Cas. If any two people deserved happiness, it's you two." Dean hugged Sam, glad that his brother not only accepts him wanting to be with Cas but is happy for them. Sam grabs Cas, pulling him into the hug, making him smile, making him feel at home and wanted like the Winchesters always did. "Alright I'm going to get back on research."

"Anything yet, Sam?" Cas questioned

"Nothing yet, but I got a few things I want to look up," Sam said, sitting back at the table covered in books.

"Alright Sammy we are gonna get back to, um... watching horror movies." Dean grinned and winked as Cas went back into their room.

Sam scrubbed his hand down his face before pointing a finger at Dean, "the only screaming I better hear coming from your room is from the horror movies."

Dean smirked as he walked through the conjoining door, turning back to look at Sam. "No promises, Sammy," Dean said before shutting the door.

Dean's grin turns feral when he sees Cas laying on the bed. "Now where were we Angel?"

"Come here, and I will show you," the Angel replied while taking off his shirt, throwing it at Dean. The hunter took off his shirt in one swift motion as he walked towards the bed and climbed back on top of Cas, straddling him.

It wasn't long before they both were wanting more. "You sure you want to go further, Cas?" Dean was looking into the Angel's eyes.

Cas nodded and Dean got up. The Angel looked at him wide eyed and panicked. Dean couldn't help but to laugh a little. "Don't worry Cas I'm getting something from my duffel. I'll be right back." Dean dug through it for a minute, returning with a smile on his face and a bottle in his hand. He laid it on the bed as he sat down beside Cas. "Tell me what you want Cas."

"You," came his quick response.

Dean smiled, "what do you want me to do to you?... Or what do you want to do to me?"

"I want to touch you. I want you to touch me. I want to feel you on top me naked, and I want us out of these clothes now."

Dean smiled. "I want all that too angel." Dean undressed Cas the rest of the way. Seeing him for the first time completely naked and wow he's beautiful. Dean for the first time since his first time was nervous... hell he's sure he wasn't even this nervous back then. Dean stands up and takes his pants and boxer briefs off fully aware of the Angels intense gaze.

Cas sat up in front of Dean on the bed, running his fingers down Dean's chest and abs stopping at his groin. Cas looked up at Dean, "Can I touch you?"

"Yes, Cas, please touch me." Cas reached out tentatively and wrapped his hand around Dean's cock. The hunter groaned and bucked into the touch. Cas stroked him slowly, Dean relishing the touch. Cas noticed a bead of pre-cum gathering at the slit of Dean’s cock. He leans forward and slowly licks the slit of Dean's cock, liking the salty taste on his tongue. "Holy shit, Cas," Dean groaned.

The Angel looked up at him, "Dean can I suck your cock?" Dean moaned and almost shot his load right then. When did his Angel get such a dirty mouth?

Dean looks down at Cas and runs his hand over his cheek. The angel drew Dean’s thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and licking the pad of his thumb. Dean bites his lip; it's so sexy seeing Cas suck on his thumb. He can just imagine what those lips would look like stretched over his cock. "Cas, um, have you ever?" Dean was sure he knew the answer, but he wanted to hear the words come from the Angel's mouth

Cas let go of Dean's thumb and was quick to shake his head no. "I haven't, but I have seen the pizza man do it to one of his customers... and I very much want to try it."

So Cas continued watching porn... gay porn, that's where the Angel picked up his dirty mouth. Dean smirked, "Alright Cas, show me what the pizza man taught you."

Cas smiled up at Dean and took him in his mouth slowly all the way to the base of his cock. Dean could feel the head nudging the back of his throat. Cas had no gag reflex... Good to know. Dean groaned as Cas began working his cock in and out of his mouth, putting pressure on the vein on the underside, swirling his tongue around the head, tonguing the slit and licking away the pre-cum that gathered there. Dean had his hands in Cas' hair mostly to steady himself. Cas had his legs shaking in no time, and he could already feel his orgasm building in a ridiculously short amount of time. Dean Winchester never gets off this quick. But Cas is making him feel so damn good. Dean moans as Cas picks up the pace, and Dean feels the warmth building in his stomach.

"Cas, babe, I'm getting close; I'm going to cum." Cas worked Dean even faster. The Hunter started panting, "oh yeah feels so good Angel yeah, yeah... Oh Cas!" Dean groaned and Cas pulled back a little, opening his mouth. Dean’s cock lay on his tongue. Dean looked down in time to see his cock start jerking as he spurted his release on Cas’ tongue. Dean moaned as he saw his cum fill Cas' mouth. The Angel swallowed all he could before he licked Dean's dick clean. The hunter collapsed on the bed next to Cas.

"Was that … was it ok?" Cas asked with a shyness a guy that can suck cock like that shouldn't have.

"It was perfect, you're perfect, Angel." Dean pulled Cas into a kiss, tasting himself on Cas’ tongue, moaning into the kiss before pulling back. "Lay down Cas, I'm going to take care of you now. It's my turn to touch." Dean follows Cas down, lying on top of him. Both of them moan at the sensation of their naked bodies touching. Dean grinds down against Cas feeling his hardened length rub against his crotch. Dean kisses and grinds against Cas until the Angel is writhing under him.

Dean kisses his way down the Angels body before pushing his legs open and setting in between them. "Hand me a pillow, Cas." The Angel gives him a questioning look but hands him one. "Lift up, Cas." He does, and Dean places the pillow under him. Dean begins kissing and sucking little marks on Cas’ thighs. "Cas, there's something I want to try. I've never done it before but I want to try it with you... if you don't like it I will stop... Okay?"

Cas nodded, "I trust you." The Angel laid back as Dean spread Cas' legs wider, then spread his ass cheeks. Cas was going to ask him what he was doing, but when he felt a wet warmth press against his hole all he could do was moan. Dean licked Cas’ hole in long, broad strokes. The angel was panting and moaning above him. Dean began circling Cas' rim with his tongue, barely pushing in. The Angel bucked and grinded back against Dean's face, pushing his tongue a little deeper. Dean blindly reached for the lube, popping the lid and slicking up his fingers, the whole while still licking into Cas' hole, loosening him. Dean rubbed his finger over Cas' pucker, watching it quiver. The Hunter stuck the tip of his finger in, and Cas rocked into the touch, Dean watching as Cas' hole sucked his finger in. Dean worked his finger in and out slowly beside his tongue. Cas' cock was rock hard and drooling precum on his stomach in puddles. Dean had two fingers and his tongue in, Cas had a hold of Dean's hair, rocking against his face and mewling. Dean was moving his fingers all around Cas' walls looking for... "Oh! Fuck, Dean!" Cas yelled as his cock spurted out more precum.

Dean couldn't help but giggle. "Did you just say fuck Cas? Did that feel that good Angel?" Dean asked smugly.

Cas gripped Dean’s hair harder. "Do that again, Dean! Now! Or so help me I will smite you when I..." Dean rubbed against his prostate again and again, cutting off any threat Cas was going to make. The Angel arched off the bed, trembling. Dean then took Cas cock in his mouth, sucking him slowly up and down as he fingered his hole, hitting his prostate every few thrusts. "Oh Dean! Oh fuck! So good! Don't stop! Don't stop." Dean sucked Cas harder and faster as he plunged his fingers in and out, in and out, jabbing his prostate. "I'm going to..." Cas groaned low and dirty as he shot his release in thick bursts down Dean's throat, the Hunter taking it all before popping off and crawling up the bed to lay by Cas.

Dean pulled Cas into a kiss before settling beside him. "Who knew my Angel had such a dirty mouth."

Cas looked sheepish, "it felt so good I couldn't help it."

"Don't be sorry Cas, it was such a turn on."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Dean pulled Cas into him. Cas grabbed the blanket and covered them up. Dean wrapped his arm around Cas. The Angel laid his head on Dean's shoulder. The hunter flipped through the channels before settling on the original Night of the Living Dead. "This one's a good one, Cas." Dean pulls Cas in even closer, enjoying the feel of the Angel in his arms. Dean kissed the top of Cas’ head. The angel responded by kissing Dean on the neck. They lay there and watched the movie until they both fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, while the zombies continued to wreak havoc on TV.

Chapter Two