Dean and Cas - A love story [NC17 - chapter 11c/12]
Title: A love story [chapter 11c/12]
Authors: kimisgirl (wrote Cas) and doubledgedsword (wrote Dean)
Pairing: Castiel/Dean
Rating/Warnings: NC17 this part
Summary: Dean knows it's a dream, he knows its not real.... so why does it feel like it means more, and more importantly, why does he wish it was more? And, why, for that matter, does Castiel show up the next moring with a hikey on his neck and angry as hell? If it's not real why does the angel know everything that happened... like he was there?
Disclaimer: None of the supernatural characters or storylines belong to us :( -sad face-
Dean smiled his lopsided smile at Cas, his heart flip-flopping in his chest. "Go on then... what do you love me more than?" he asked. He wondered what Cas would say. There weren't many things he loved, being an angel, so Dean was curious as to just what comparison he would make. The pondering expression on Castiel's face made Dean grin all over again. It was just too adorable.
"She was a hell skank, and she is nothing compared to you," Dean said emphatically. Cas was definitely the kindest and best of the angels he had ever met. Even Anna seemed cold and selfish compared to him, but Dean knew he was seeing him through the eyes of love and not as Sam or even Bobby would.
He watched Cas walking towards him, and felt himself hardening again. Despite his lust, he was determined to wait until Cas felt that whatever stain Naamah had left on him was gone. He would wait as long as it took, and he would hold him until he felt better. It was the least he could do, when Cas had faced the bitch to save him and she had left him feeling this unclean. He wanted her gone from their memories, and if the shower would be enough to wash her away from his angel's skin, he would make sure that the memory of her never returned to haunt him in the future.
As soon as Cas stepped into the spray of the shower, Dean closed the gap between them and returned his embrace. He held him tightly and rested his head on top of Castiel's, sighing softly as hot water warmed their skins and drenched their hair. He stroked the angel's back softly as they stood close together.
"Better?" he whispered, and kissed Castiel's wet head, wetting his lips and tasting the angel's hair mingled with slightly coppery tasting water. He smiled at the sight of him with soaked hair plastered to his scalp, and ran his fingers through it, using the water to make it spike up a little. It was a silly thing to do, but he wanted to do it in the hopes of cheering Cas up a little bit.
"I know," Dean replied. "You're mine, and that's never gonna change. Just like you're never getting rid of me. I'll be like a human limpet you just can't shake off." He smiled down at Cas, and took his hand in his, raising it up into the hot spray of the water and then bringing it to his lips and kissing it. "Love you so much," Dean murmured, and ducked his head to kiss Castiel.
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"I love you Dean, more than I miss heaven. When I'm here with you, or when I think of you, I don't miss it any more. Not even a little bit... and if you'd ever seen heaven Dean, you'd understand just how big that is..." He said softly, it was the truth, since he had been with Dean like this. Loving him and having him love back, he hadn't missed his home. Until the first night with Dean, he'd been desperately home sick. Well as homesick as an angel could get. It wasn't the amount of time he'd spent away from heaven, because he'd spent centuries away from home in the past. It was the fact that he now could never return.
He felt Dean holding him under the water and he sighed happily and lifted his head when Dean ran his fingers through his wet hair, a smile falling onto his face. "I like it when you put your fingers in my hair Dean, it feels... intimate" he said softly.
"I am feeling better yes" he answered as he felt the last residual evil slide from his fingers as Dean kissed them under the water and he closed his eyes and a moan escaped his mouth. And when Dean leaned down and kissed him, all thoughts of hell and evil and demons were wiped from his mind and all that was left was Dean.
The feel, taste, sound of him and Castiel kissed him back deeply, running his hands lower along his back and resting them in the small of it, massaging gently. His hips pressed into Dean's hard and he could feel they were both hard now, and it made him moan with desire. He knew what he wanted to do to Dean right now, in this shower, and he wasn't going to let Dean stop him, for any reason. Castiel had wanted to do it the first night he'd been with Dean, had tried after also, but they had never had time in the dreams. But they had time now and he was going to take advantage of it.
He kissed Dean hard one last time before dropping quickly to his knees in front of Dean and looking up at him with a devilish smile. A smile that clearly told his lover, that 'this time, this time, I'm not stopping...' And with that he placed a soft kiss once on the swollen head before sucking Dean's cock into his mouth and swallowing it down in one. Groaning at the feel and taste of it, the first time he'd really had this wonderful part of Dean deep in his throat and he loved it. His hands gripped hard into the flesh of Dean's hips as he sucked and bobbed his head along the whole length, pulling up to the head and running his tongue around it a couple of times in a way he knew Dean loved before taking it all back inside his mouth again.
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Dean had to choke back tears when Cas said he loved him more than he missed Heaven. He knew the loss of Heaven had hit Cas hard, because he remembered Castiel's harsh words in the hospital when he had been winding him up. He had rebelled for him, and hearing that he didn't miss the place he had belonged to since before time began, and only when he was with Dean, made his heart swell up with love. He stroked Castiel's face and just kissed his forehead, unable to speak for the moment.
When he eventually managed to recover himself, he whispered, "You gave up everything you knew and loved for me without even knowing if I loved you or not. Of course I know how big that is." He ran his hands once more through Castiel's hair and smiled. Trust Cas to put a big word on something that just felt right. "I'm glad you like it, Cas."
Kissing Cas had more effect than just making him forget about demons. It made Dean almost wild with lust. Pressed up against a very sexy, very naked and soaking wet angel in a hot shower, with no bad dreams and no Sam to interfere, Dean was so hard it was almost painful. The second Cas said he felt better, Dean moaned urgently and pushed his hips against the angel's, just as Cas did the same to him. He let out a cry of lust and shuddered against him.
"Oh, baby, is tonight ever gonna be epic!" Dean whispered, his voice harsh with need. He wanted to do everything they had done in three weeks worth of dreams, and he wanted to do them all right now. His brain swam, his thoughts made murky and hard to make out from lust, and all the while he tried to figure out which deliciously naughty act he should perform on his angel first. Before he could decide, Cas knelt before him. Dean's eyes opened wide, the expression on Castiel's face knocking all the wind and sense out of him. He had never dreamed that Cas would look at him like that, even in his actual dreams he had never seen him look quite like that.
He waited, patiently, for Cas to take him but he still whimpered as he kissed the tip of his cock. His knees trembled when Cas took him deep in his mouth, and he couldn't hold back a loud cry of pleasure. "Oh fucking hell, yeah! Baby don't stop... don't ever stop!" He was surprised he was still standing. Castiel's mouth was hot and skillful around his cock, and he knew he would come soon if he kept this up. He bucked his hips lightly, not wanting to hurt him or make him uncomfortable, and moved his hands back to the angel's hair, running his fingers through the slick wet spikes and gently pushing himself even further into his mouth.
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Castiel grinned at Dean and said softly, "I still believe you'll get there one day Dean, you're too good for hell and I believe my Father knows it. It is why he put you on that plane, saved you from Lucifer, why he brought me back even though I disobeyed." The simply unyielding belief and honesty were clear in Castiel's tone, it was what he believed and the only part that saddened him was that one day Dean would have to leave him and go to heaven and that he would no longer be able to follow him. Though, he thought to himself, maybe one day if he survives long enough there might be a way around that problem.
Castiel grinned wickedly up at Dean when he saw Dean's reaction to what he was doing to him. He loved seeing Dean's face like that. It made something inside him do flip flops, not to mention what it did to his own cock. God he was hard right now and it was made even better by the words falling hotly out of Dean's mouth. Castiel could get used to making Dean talk to him like this he decided. The urgency, the lust, the love all mingled in his voice to make him sound ridiculously sexy and it made Castiel groan around the hard cock in his mouth.
As he felt Dean's hands on his head, pushing him softly down onto his cock he took it as a sign of what Dean needed and he took Dean all the way down his throat so his nose was pressed snugly against Dean's skin above his cock and closed his lips around him. Castiel didn't need to swallow or even breath, he had no gag reflex and having Dean so far down his throat wasn't a problem for him at all. In fact, he was enjoying it, mainly because of the noises coming out of Dean right now. And the shake of his legs trembling before him. He sucked as hard as he dared, he didn't want to hurt Dean, especially not in that area of his anatomy.
His eyes never left Dean's face, the ecstasy there was too much for the angel not to look at, and he drank it in as the water of the shower cascaded over the both of them. God Dean looked beautiful like this and Castiel reminded himself again that his time this was really real and the thought made him groan as he continued to work himself on Dean's cock. His hands gripping his lover's hips hard, he knew he would be leaving bruises but he couldn't bring himself to soften his grip right now.
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"You've got all this faith in me, and I don't even know if I deserve it," Dean said. Despite everything Cas had said to him so far, despite knowing that he was Michael's chosen vessel and that he had been saved so he could defeat Lucifer, Dean still didn't believe that he was as good as Cas was making him out to be. He... he knew he was flawed. He lied far too easily, he over-ate, over-slept, drank too much, screwed every hot girl he could and worst of all, he had tortured souls in Hell and had enjoyed it. He wasn't the wonderful soul Cas believed him to be... but he was going to try to be a better person for his sake. He'd even try to forgive himself for what he did in Hell. It was the least he could do for Castiel.
The wicked grin Cas gave him then forced all thought from his mind. Holy shit, was that a sexy smile. It seemed to tell him exactly what he planned on doing to him, and it made Cas look so sexy that Dean had to stop himself from grabbing the angel and throwing him down on the floor of the shower on the spot. He was so glad that Sammy had a separate room tonight. He was so glad that he had this time with Cas.
He stroked the angel's head softly as he swallowed him right down to the base, and he choked out a lustful sound. Those lips... holy shit, those lips! He pumped himself in Castiel's mouth, knowing full well just how deep he was and loving it. For a beginner, Cas had sure learned a lot from the dreams. This was the best head Dean had ever been given, and for once he didn't care that he was moaning like a bitch.
Water pounded against his chest, running down over his groin and legs as Cas worked on him. He looked down and the lust in his partner's blue eyes sent him straight over the edge, with no hope of holding back. His legs trembled wildly, and his head felt light. "Cas!" Dean cried out, reaching down and gripping his shoulder so he wouldn't fall. His balls tightened and he felt himself come inside Castiel's mouth. He gave a low, shuddering moan as he finished, and pumped himself once or twice more before his shoulders sagged and he felt himself go weak.
"Holy shit..." he whispered, and leaned against the tiled wall of the shower for support. "Baby, that was amazing..."
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"You deserve it" was all Castiel replied softly as he gently dragged Dean into a loving hug. He knew Dean still couldn't believe in himself the way Cas did, so he was more than ready to believe in him enough for the both of them. One day he was sure Dean would see it to and until that day Castiel would simply hold Dean and love him, telling him how wonderful he truly was when he saw that Dean needed to be reminded.
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Castiel loved the feeling of Dean losing control and pumping himself into his mouth. He knew Dean wouldn't have grabbed his head and thrust into him again and again like he was unless he was past all thought. He'd be too scared of hurting Cas, which Cas had told him before was silly, he wasn't going to hurt Castiel. He couldn't have no matter what he'd done. Not physically at any rate. So Castiel simply held on and let Dean lose it, watching his lovers face come undone above him.
He moaned loudly when Dean came and swallowed before he'd even realised what he was doing, but afterward decided it seemed like the right thing to do anyway. He kept his mouth around Dean until Dean stopped moving. Sucking him clean as he slipped from his mouth. Castiel looked up as Dean slumped against the wall of the shower and gave him a triumphant grin. He'd done it, what he'd wanted to do since the first night and the sight of Dean right now told him he would be sure to do it again some time. Because Dean looked just about as happy as Castiel had ever seen him.
"I am glad you enjoyed it, did I do it right?" He asked as he stood and took Dean in his arms tightly, Dean was still shaking and Cas was worried he'd fall without someone to hold him up. He was fairly certain he'd done alight with the blow job, but he wanted to make sure, maybe there was something Dean liked that he'd not done.
He ran his lips over Dean's and kissed him softly, his tongue slipping between Dean's lips and tracing the line of Dean's teeth slowly. A soft moan leaving his parted mouth as he pressed his aching erection against Dean's thigh, he couldn't stop himself from rutting against him, the feeling of friction on his sore cock making him cry out his need as his head fell back and he closed his eyes. He was so close, seeing Dean come like he had him so ready to come himself he was a little surprised he hadn't. He moan heavily and leaned into Dean hard.
"Need. you. so. bad." He growled against Dean's ear hotly. He had also been working on something he hoped Dean would like. He had been trying in the last few weeks to contain himself completely when he lost it, so that Dean didn't have to shut his eyes all the time. It had been so important to Castiel to see Dean as he came, he had wondered if Dean was feeling like he missed out because he always had to close his eyes. Cas knew that if he came to hard, he still couldn't control himself but he had managed a few times to hold himself in. And he wanted to show it to Dean, needed to see if it made a difference. He had also found that it helped if he had his wings out, maybe something to do with part of him being free from the vessel help.
"Dean..." he moaned hoarsely desperate for release and pleading with his lover for help. "Please...."
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Once he had come down a little from the intense high of his orgasm, Dean took a deep breath and whispered the angel's name out loud. Dean gasped as Cas licked the last of his come from his cock, and he shuddered. As Cas stood, Dean felt relieved. He felt too sensitive right now for any more attention from Castiel's lips. Maybe in about half an hour he'd be good to go again... but not just yet. He put his arms around the angel's waist and pulled him close. The water was starting to cool down a little bit. It was no longer stinging slightly as it made impact with his skin.
If Dean hadn't already been head over heels in love, he would have fallen in love with him on the spot for his innocent "did I do it right?" question. Dean laughed, and pressed his forehead lightly against Castiel's. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, still chuckling away. "Baby, you did it so right. You were incredible." He sighed and whispered, "I love that you swallowed me." He stroked his hand lightly down the angel's side and grabbed his ass tightly. "Give me those lips, you sexy angel," he hissed, pulling Cas hard against him.
When the kiss came, Dean moaned into it. Cas was getting better at this... He seemed to know that Dean liked it when he used his tongue, amongst other things. Dean nipped Castiel's lower lip with a soft growl. He wanted more of him. He wanted to lose himself in Cas and forget that there had ever been a time when he disliked him (however briefly).
"What do you want to do, Cas? Anything... I'll do anything at all for you," Dean replied. He was willing to do anything Cas wanted. Tonight, anything went. They finally had time to spend exploring each other for real and Dean wanted to make sure that Cas would be satisfied completely by him. He reached down and started stroking the angel's cock, knowing how badly he needed to come. "Will we take this back to the bed?" Dean asked, knowing that the water wouldn't stay hot forever, and that cold water would have a negative impact on his lust (although the cold showers he had been having every morning since the dreams began did nothing to cure his lust at the time).
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Castiel shivered at Dean's words and stopped moving against him as he let them sink in. Dean was willing to do anything for him... and it made him weak at the knees just thinking about it. Dean Winchester never handed over control, never gave himself completely to anyone. Not even Sam, at least not after everything that's happened between them. So to hear him say those things made him almost crazy with love. He had to stop moving so he didn't blow right then and be some quivering mess Dean had to pick up off the shower floor.
He leaned in and pressed his lips to Dean's ear, he knew what he wanted, but he was almost to shy to ask for it. He and Dean had never even considered it in the dreams, it had just been natural almost that it was Dean who would make love to him. Right now though Castiel was so hard it hurt, he wanted Dean more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life and Dean had just come so hard the angel wasn't sure he could wait long enough for Dean to recover...
"I want... will you let me... " He whispered through gasps as Dean's hand began to stroke him. He took a deep breath as a moan escaped him when Dean ran his hand up his length and he couldn't take it any more. "I want to fuck you Dean" he breathed out hoarsely, "But if you don't want that..." he added hurriedly, he didn't want Dean to think he had to do it, he wanted Dean to want it, want him that way. "I promise I won't hurt you angel" he murmured against Dean's ear, "if you let me in..."
He knew he didn't have any experience in this area, but Dean had done it to him enough times that he knew how it worked and god did he want to do that to Dean. He wanted to feel what it was like to have the man he loved writhing under him and around him like Dean did to him. He knew how incredible it felt too and he wanted to give that to Dean.
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Dean kissed Cas hard as he waited for his response. This was such a rare thing for him. The last person he had loved was Cassie, and that was nearly four years ago. He had felt something for Anna, but he knew that he didn't love her. Cas was different. He loved him so much he was willing to do things he had never done before... things like kissing another man, sleeping with another man... and the best part of it was that he didn't care. This was Cas, not some random dude. It meant something that he had broken his almost fifteen years of being a ladies' man for him.
And holy blond cheerleader Batman, but was it ever worth it! Cas had made him so happy, and he had made him feel better than any one night stand (or in the case of the yoga instructor, a bendy weekend) ever had. He would have done anything Cas had asked him now. If Cas had asked him right then and there to give his consent for Michael to take over his body, he would have seriously considered saying yes, but only because Cas had asked.
He waited for Cas to finally stammer out what he wanted, and he grinned when he finally got the words out. Was that all? Dean shook his head and smiled even more widely. It was the one thing they hadn't done in the dreams, even though Dean had found himself wanting it more and more as every night passed.
"I want it," he whispered roughly. "I know you won't hurt me." He continued stroking him with one hand while he reached up and shut off the shower with his other one. He let go of Cas and stepped away from him, grabbing the towel from the towel rail and rubbing it over the angel's chest to dry him off a little before they moved back to the bed. He kissed Cas roughly, feeling his stubble scrape against his chin and making him growl with need.
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Home Appliances
Authors: kimisgirl (wrote Cas) and doubledgedsword (wrote Dean)
Pairing: Castiel/Dean
Rating/Warnings: NC17 this part
Summary: Dean knows it's a dream, he knows its not real.... so why does it feel like it means more, and more importantly, why does he wish it was more? And, why, for that matter, does Castiel show up the next moring with a hikey on his neck and angry as hell? If it's not real why does the angel know everything that happened... like he was there?
Disclaimer: None of the supernatural characters or storylines belong to us :( -sad face-
Dean smiled his lopsided smile at Cas, his heart flip-flopping in his chest. "Go on then... what do you love me more than?" he asked. He wondered what Cas would say. There weren't many things he loved, being an angel, so Dean was curious as to just what comparison he would make. The pondering expression on Castiel's face made Dean grin all over again. It was just too adorable.
"She was a hell skank, and she is nothing compared to you," Dean said emphatically. Cas was definitely the kindest and best of the angels he had ever met. Even Anna seemed cold and selfish compared to him, but Dean knew he was seeing him through the eyes of love and not as Sam or even Bobby would.
He watched Cas walking towards him, and felt himself hardening again. Despite his lust, he was determined to wait until Cas felt that whatever stain Naamah had left on him was gone. He would wait as long as it took, and he would hold him until he felt better. It was the least he could do, when Cas had faced the bitch to save him and she had left him feeling this unclean. He wanted her gone from their memories, and if the shower would be enough to wash her away from his angel's skin, he would make sure that the memory of her never returned to haunt him in the future.
As soon as Cas stepped into the spray of the shower, Dean closed the gap between them and returned his embrace. He held him tightly and rested his head on top of Castiel's, sighing softly as hot water warmed their skins and drenched their hair. He stroked the angel's back softly as they stood close together.
"Better?" he whispered, and kissed Castiel's wet head, wetting his lips and tasting the angel's hair mingled with slightly coppery tasting water. He smiled at the sight of him with soaked hair plastered to his scalp, and ran his fingers through it, using the water to make it spike up a little. It was a silly thing to do, but he wanted to do it in the hopes of cheering Cas up a little bit.
"I know," Dean replied. "You're mine, and that's never gonna change. Just like you're never getting rid of me. I'll be like a human limpet you just can't shake off." He smiled down at Cas, and took his hand in his, raising it up into the hot spray of the water and then bringing it to his lips and kissing it. "Love you so much," Dean murmured, and ducked his head to kiss Castiel.
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"I love you Dean, more than I miss heaven. When I'm here with you, or when I think of you, I don't miss it any more. Not even a little bit... and if you'd ever seen heaven Dean, you'd understand just how big that is..." He said softly, it was the truth, since he had been with Dean like this. Loving him and having him love back, he hadn't missed his home. Until the first night with Dean, he'd been desperately home sick. Well as homesick as an angel could get. It wasn't the amount of time he'd spent away from heaven, because he'd spent centuries away from home in the past. It was the fact that he now could never return.
He felt Dean holding him under the water and he sighed happily and lifted his head when Dean ran his fingers through his wet hair, a smile falling onto his face. "I like it when you put your fingers in my hair Dean, it feels... intimate" he said softly.
"I am feeling better yes" he answered as he felt the last residual evil slide from his fingers as Dean kissed them under the water and he closed his eyes and a moan escaped his mouth. And when Dean leaned down and kissed him, all thoughts of hell and evil and demons were wiped from his mind and all that was left was Dean.
The feel, taste, sound of him and Castiel kissed him back deeply, running his hands lower along his back and resting them in the small of it, massaging gently. His hips pressed into Dean's hard and he could feel they were both hard now, and it made him moan with desire. He knew what he wanted to do to Dean right now, in this shower, and he wasn't going to let Dean stop him, for any reason. Castiel had wanted to do it the first night he'd been with Dean, had tried after also, but they had never had time in the dreams. But they had time now and he was going to take advantage of it.
He kissed Dean hard one last time before dropping quickly to his knees in front of Dean and looking up at him with a devilish smile. A smile that clearly told his lover, that 'this time, this time, I'm not stopping...' And with that he placed a soft kiss once on the swollen head before sucking Dean's cock into his mouth and swallowing it down in one. Groaning at the feel and taste of it, the first time he'd really had this wonderful part of Dean deep in his throat and he loved it. His hands gripped hard into the flesh of Dean's hips as he sucked and bobbed his head along the whole length, pulling up to the head and running his tongue around it a couple of times in a way he knew Dean loved before taking it all back inside his mouth again.
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Dean had to choke back tears when Cas said he loved him more than he missed Heaven. He knew the loss of Heaven had hit Cas hard, because he remembered Castiel's harsh words in the hospital when he had been winding him up. He had rebelled for him, and hearing that he didn't miss the place he had belonged to since before time began, and only when he was with Dean, made his heart swell up with love. He stroked Castiel's face and just kissed his forehead, unable to speak for the moment.
When he eventually managed to recover himself, he whispered, "You gave up everything you knew and loved for me without even knowing if I loved you or not. Of course I know how big that is." He ran his hands once more through Castiel's hair and smiled. Trust Cas to put a big word on something that just felt right. "I'm glad you like it, Cas."
Kissing Cas had more effect than just making him forget about demons. It made Dean almost wild with lust. Pressed up against a very sexy, very naked and soaking wet angel in a hot shower, with no bad dreams and no Sam to interfere, Dean was so hard it was almost painful. The second Cas said he felt better, Dean moaned urgently and pushed his hips against the angel's, just as Cas did the same to him. He let out a cry of lust and shuddered against him.
"Oh, baby, is tonight ever gonna be epic!" Dean whispered, his voice harsh with need. He wanted to do everything they had done in three weeks worth of dreams, and he wanted to do them all right now. His brain swam, his thoughts made murky and hard to make out from lust, and all the while he tried to figure out which deliciously naughty act he should perform on his angel first. Before he could decide, Cas knelt before him. Dean's eyes opened wide, the expression on Castiel's face knocking all the wind and sense out of him. He had never dreamed that Cas would look at him like that, even in his actual dreams he had never seen him look quite like that.
He waited, patiently, for Cas to take him but he still whimpered as he kissed the tip of his cock. His knees trembled when Cas took him deep in his mouth, and he couldn't hold back a loud cry of pleasure. "Oh fucking hell, yeah! Baby don't stop... don't ever stop!" He was surprised he was still standing. Castiel's mouth was hot and skillful around his cock, and he knew he would come soon if he kept this up. He bucked his hips lightly, not wanting to hurt him or make him uncomfortable, and moved his hands back to the angel's hair, running his fingers through the slick wet spikes and gently pushing himself even further into his mouth.
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Castiel grinned at Dean and said softly, "I still believe you'll get there one day Dean, you're too good for hell and I believe my Father knows it. It is why he put you on that plane, saved you from Lucifer, why he brought me back even though I disobeyed." The simply unyielding belief and honesty were clear in Castiel's tone, it was what he believed and the only part that saddened him was that one day Dean would have to leave him and go to heaven and that he would no longer be able to follow him. Though, he thought to himself, maybe one day if he survives long enough there might be a way around that problem.
Castiel grinned wickedly up at Dean when he saw Dean's reaction to what he was doing to him. He loved seeing Dean's face like that. It made something inside him do flip flops, not to mention what it did to his own cock. God he was hard right now and it was made even better by the words falling hotly out of Dean's mouth. Castiel could get used to making Dean talk to him like this he decided. The urgency, the lust, the love all mingled in his voice to make him sound ridiculously sexy and it made Castiel groan around the hard cock in his mouth.
As he felt Dean's hands on his head, pushing him softly down onto his cock he took it as a sign of what Dean needed and he took Dean all the way down his throat so his nose was pressed snugly against Dean's skin above his cock and closed his lips around him. Castiel didn't need to swallow or even breath, he had no gag reflex and having Dean so far down his throat wasn't a problem for him at all. In fact, he was enjoying it, mainly because of the noises coming out of Dean right now. And the shake of his legs trembling before him. He sucked as hard as he dared, he didn't want to hurt Dean, especially not in that area of his anatomy.
His eyes never left Dean's face, the ecstasy there was too much for the angel not to look at, and he drank it in as the water of the shower cascaded over the both of them. God Dean looked beautiful like this and Castiel reminded himself again that his time this was really real and the thought made him groan as he continued to work himself on Dean's cock. His hands gripping his lover's hips hard, he knew he would be leaving bruises but he couldn't bring himself to soften his grip right now.
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"You've got all this faith in me, and I don't even know if I deserve it," Dean said. Despite everything Cas had said to him so far, despite knowing that he was Michael's chosen vessel and that he had been saved so he could defeat Lucifer, Dean still didn't believe that he was as good as Cas was making him out to be. He... he knew he was flawed. He lied far too easily, he over-ate, over-slept, drank too much, screwed every hot girl he could and worst of all, he had tortured souls in Hell and had enjoyed it. He wasn't the wonderful soul Cas believed him to be... but he was going to try to be a better person for his sake. He'd even try to forgive himself for what he did in Hell. It was the least he could do for Castiel.
The wicked grin Cas gave him then forced all thought from his mind. Holy shit, was that a sexy smile. It seemed to tell him exactly what he planned on doing to him, and it made Cas look so sexy that Dean had to stop himself from grabbing the angel and throwing him down on the floor of the shower on the spot. He was so glad that Sammy had a separate room tonight. He was so glad that he had this time with Cas.
He stroked the angel's head softly as he swallowed him right down to the base, and he choked out a lustful sound. Those lips... holy shit, those lips! He pumped himself in Castiel's mouth, knowing full well just how deep he was and loving it. For a beginner, Cas had sure learned a lot from the dreams. This was the best head Dean had ever been given, and for once he didn't care that he was moaning like a bitch.
Water pounded against his chest, running down over his groin and legs as Cas worked on him. He looked down and the lust in his partner's blue eyes sent him straight over the edge, with no hope of holding back. His legs trembled wildly, and his head felt light. "Cas!" Dean cried out, reaching down and gripping his shoulder so he wouldn't fall. His balls tightened and he felt himself come inside Castiel's mouth. He gave a low, shuddering moan as he finished, and pumped himself once or twice more before his shoulders sagged and he felt himself go weak.
"Holy shit..." he whispered, and leaned against the tiled wall of the shower for support. "Baby, that was amazing..."
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"You deserve it" was all Castiel replied softly as he gently dragged Dean into a loving hug. He knew Dean still couldn't believe in himself the way Cas did, so he was more than ready to believe in him enough for the both of them. One day he was sure Dean would see it to and until that day Castiel would simply hold Dean and love him, telling him how wonderful he truly was when he saw that Dean needed to be reminded.
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Castiel loved the feeling of Dean losing control and pumping himself into his mouth. He knew Dean wouldn't have grabbed his head and thrust into him again and again like he was unless he was past all thought. He'd be too scared of hurting Cas, which Cas had told him before was silly, he wasn't going to hurt Castiel. He couldn't have no matter what he'd done. Not physically at any rate. So Castiel simply held on and let Dean lose it, watching his lovers face come undone above him.
He moaned loudly when Dean came and swallowed before he'd even realised what he was doing, but afterward decided it seemed like the right thing to do anyway. He kept his mouth around Dean until Dean stopped moving. Sucking him clean as he slipped from his mouth. Castiel looked up as Dean slumped against the wall of the shower and gave him a triumphant grin. He'd done it, what he'd wanted to do since the first night and the sight of Dean right now told him he would be sure to do it again some time. Because Dean looked just about as happy as Castiel had ever seen him.
"I am glad you enjoyed it, did I do it right?" He asked as he stood and took Dean in his arms tightly, Dean was still shaking and Cas was worried he'd fall without someone to hold him up. He was fairly certain he'd done alight with the blow job, but he wanted to make sure, maybe there was something Dean liked that he'd not done.
He ran his lips over Dean's and kissed him softly, his tongue slipping between Dean's lips and tracing the line of Dean's teeth slowly. A soft moan leaving his parted mouth as he pressed his aching erection against Dean's thigh, he couldn't stop himself from rutting against him, the feeling of friction on his sore cock making him cry out his need as his head fell back and he closed his eyes. He was so close, seeing Dean come like he had him so ready to come himself he was a little surprised he hadn't. He moan heavily and leaned into Dean hard.
"Need. you. so. bad." He growled against Dean's ear hotly. He had also been working on something he hoped Dean would like. He had been trying in the last few weeks to contain himself completely when he lost it, so that Dean didn't have to shut his eyes all the time. It had been so important to Castiel to see Dean as he came, he had wondered if Dean was feeling like he missed out because he always had to close his eyes. Cas knew that if he came to hard, he still couldn't control himself but he had managed a few times to hold himself in. And he wanted to show it to Dean, needed to see if it made a difference. He had also found that it helped if he had his wings out, maybe something to do with part of him being free from the vessel help.
"Dean..." he moaned hoarsely desperate for release and pleading with his lover for help. "Please...."
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Once he had come down a little from the intense high of his orgasm, Dean took a deep breath and whispered the angel's name out loud. Dean gasped as Cas licked the last of his come from his cock, and he shuddered. As Cas stood, Dean felt relieved. He felt too sensitive right now for any more attention from Castiel's lips. Maybe in about half an hour he'd be good to go again... but not just yet. He put his arms around the angel's waist and pulled him close. The water was starting to cool down a little bit. It was no longer stinging slightly as it made impact with his skin.
If Dean hadn't already been head over heels in love, he would have fallen in love with him on the spot for his innocent "did I do it right?" question. Dean laughed, and pressed his forehead lightly against Castiel's. "Are you kidding me?" he asked, still chuckling away. "Baby, you did it so right. You were incredible." He sighed and whispered, "I love that you swallowed me." He stroked his hand lightly down the angel's side and grabbed his ass tightly. "Give me those lips, you sexy angel," he hissed, pulling Cas hard against him.
When the kiss came, Dean moaned into it. Cas was getting better at this... He seemed to know that Dean liked it when he used his tongue, amongst other things. Dean nipped Castiel's lower lip with a soft growl. He wanted more of him. He wanted to lose himself in Cas and forget that there had ever been a time when he disliked him (however briefly).
"What do you want to do, Cas? Anything... I'll do anything at all for you," Dean replied. He was willing to do anything Cas wanted. Tonight, anything went. They finally had time to spend exploring each other for real and Dean wanted to make sure that Cas would be satisfied completely by him. He reached down and started stroking the angel's cock, knowing how badly he needed to come. "Will we take this back to the bed?" Dean asked, knowing that the water wouldn't stay hot forever, and that cold water would have a negative impact on his lust (although the cold showers he had been having every morning since the dreams began did nothing to cure his lust at the time).
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Castiel shivered at Dean's words and stopped moving against him as he let them sink in. Dean was willing to do anything for him... and it made him weak at the knees just thinking about it. Dean Winchester never handed over control, never gave himself completely to anyone. Not even Sam, at least not after everything that's happened between them. So to hear him say those things made him almost crazy with love. He had to stop moving so he didn't blow right then and be some quivering mess Dean had to pick up off the shower floor.
He leaned in and pressed his lips to Dean's ear, he knew what he wanted, but he was almost to shy to ask for it. He and Dean had never even considered it in the dreams, it had just been natural almost that it was Dean who would make love to him. Right now though Castiel was so hard it hurt, he wanted Dean more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life and Dean had just come so hard the angel wasn't sure he could wait long enough for Dean to recover...
"I want... will you let me... " He whispered through gasps as Dean's hand began to stroke him. He took a deep breath as a moan escaped him when Dean ran his hand up his length and he couldn't take it any more. "I want to fuck you Dean" he breathed out hoarsely, "But if you don't want that..." he added hurriedly, he didn't want Dean to think he had to do it, he wanted Dean to want it, want him that way. "I promise I won't hurt you angel" he murmured against Dean's ear, "if you let me in..."
He knew he didn't have any experience in this area, but Dean had done it to him enough times that he knew how it worked and god did he want to do that to Dean. He wanted to feel what it was like to have the man he loved writhing under him and around him like Dean did to him. He knew how incredible it felt too and he wanted to give that to Dean.
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Dean kissed Cas hard as he waited for his response. This was such a rare thing for him. The last person he had loved was Cassie, and that was nearly four years ago. He had felt something for Anna, but he knew that he didn't love her. Cas was different. He loved him so much he was willing to do things he had never done before... things like kissing another man, sleeping with another man... and the best part of it was that he didn't care. This was Cas, not some random dude. It meant something that he had broken his almost fifteen years of being a ladies' man for him.
And holy blond cheerleader Batman, but was it ever worth it! Cas had made him so happy, and he had made him feel better than any one night stand (or in the case of the yoga instructor, a bendy weekend) ever had. He would have done anything Cas had asked him now. If Cas had asked him right then and there to give his consent for Michael to take over his body, he would have seriously considered saying yes, but only because Cas had asked.
He waited for Cas to finally stammer out what he wanted, and he grinned when he finally got the words out. Was that all? Dean shook his head and smiled even more widely. It was the one thing they hadn't done in the dreams, even though Dean had found himself wanting it more and more as every night passed.
"I want it," he whispered roughly. "I know you won't hurt me." He continued stroking him with one hand while he reached up and shut off the shower with his other one. He let go of Cas and stepped away from him, grabbing the towel from the towel rail and rubbing it over the angel's chest to dry him off a little before they moved back to the bed. He kissed Cas roughly, feeling his stubble scrape against his chin and making him growl with need.
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