All the Little Pranks Chapter 13
Dean groaned as Cas leaned up and sucked at his neck.
“Christ, Cas.”
He couldn’t like- what the fuck? He was greedily kissing Cas now and tried not to whine too loudly as Cas pulled him down by his hair. His skin, his touch, it was all too much yet not enough. He didn’t want to startle Cas and certainly didn’t want to scare him off but it was getting difficult to control himself when he was as hard as a diamond. It was Cas that asked for more, without words, but with a carefully pointed thrust of hips that ground right against Dean’s cock.
They both gasped in as if someone had just released them from a choke hold. Dean was the one to grasp at Cas’s t-shirt and smiled as he revealed Cas’s bare chest. Cas gave a porn worthy whine as Dean sucked on a nipple and kissed a line up to the base of his collarbone. Cas was soon clawing Dean’s shirt off him, and when Cas started kissing him back, like how all of Dean’s fantasies started, Dean had to hold back a cry.
Cas became sloppy and desperate and more fucking gorgeous than Dean could even imagine and when he started to move his hips more desperately, giving that glorious little whine, Dean moved his hands to the waistband of Cas’s pants.
“Please, Dean… please.”
Dean gave a smile, unable to hold back his corny as fuck giddiness and pressed a gentile kiss on Cas’s cheek, still not fully able to believe this was Cas under him.
“I don’t have any stuff baby so we can’t go all the way,”
Dean ate up the way Cas frowned and immediately changed that frown to a cry as Dean grabbed at his upper thigh,
“but I’ll take care of you.”
Cas nodded frantically, leaning up and clinging on to Dean’s neck and giving him a firm kiss on the lips. Something told Dean that he didn’t really need to take care of Cas, but it didn’t stop Dean from doing so anyways. Cas returned the love Dean never thought could be returned.
Dean drove Cas to orgasm by some serious rutting and a fabulous hand job that drove them both over the edge. Dean came as he saw Cas’s facial expression become a beautiful one of ecstasy and joy. Dean groaned and tried to stifle a cry himself as he went completely over the edge, getting spunk all over him and Cas and the sheets around them. Dean felt like he had just achieved one of his dreams and was high off of the sight of Castiel, who was smiling at him like Dean was the answer to everything. Dean knew he would have to clean himself up, but for now, he just wanted to lay with Castiel and kiss him softly, slowly, and explore and cherish his mouth. The light post-orgasm contact became so overwhelming that Dean couldn’t help himself. He actually felt like he needed a box of tissues and a good slow song. He grabbed Cas’s face in his hands.
“I love you so much,” He whispered, trying not to look too awe-struck at the sight of Castiel’s face light up.
“I love you too Dean. I’m so excited about living with you.”
His hair, his small smile, his eyes that were glued to him, they were all a combination of sexy and adorable. Dean just grabbed him and pulled him close to his chest. Cas lay there for about ten minutes before he moved.
“Dean. We need to clean ourselves up. In case you haven’t noticed, there’s a lake about ten feet away.”
Dean groaned, gave Cas another kiss that he would never get over being able to do, and jumped in the lake, rubbed the spunk off his stomach and ran out and jumped back in bed.
“Dean!” Cas moaned, punching him on the shoulder. You will get the bed soaking wet and sandy at the bottom.”
“We’ll probably have to wash the sheets anyway. Make some poor excuse.”
Cas gave him a dirty grin before taking a deep breath and running to the lake. Dean watched his ass as he ran. Cas wasn’t skinny. He was muscles and had a fucking perfect runner’s body and Dean licked his lips as he saw Cas get in the lake. Dean didn’t mind the front view so much either as Cas ran back up to bed, laughing a bit at the cold chill that was in the air. Cas dove under the covers, pressing up against Dean, making a point of shaking his wet hair, getting little droplets on Dean.
“You little shit.” Dean said affectionately, kissing Cas on the cheek before leaning of the mattress to go int the tent and find their clothes. The house itself was about fifty feet from the other side of the tent, and all the lights were off. Dean wondered what time it was. He got in the tent and found Cas’s clothes. (He was polite and was not willing to put Cas in his sandy and sex-smelling clothes outside. He got in the top of his suitcase, got out his favorite of Cas’s pajama shirts and grabbed him some sweats that would look good on his waist. Dean grabbed himself some clothes, too before heading back outside. Cas moaned as Dean made him get up and get some clothes on so nobody found them cuddled up naked the next day. He also shook out the sheets and made the bed. It was Dean’s idea of the perfect sleeping situation. He couldn’t stop smiling and it seemed like Cas couldn’t either.
Cas immediately got into a little cocoon and started drifting off. Dean wrapped himself around said cocoon, ran his fingers through Cas’s hair, and entwined his legs in Cas’s. He finally just relaxed, stopped stroking at Cas’s hair, wrapped an arm around him, and fell into the best sleep he had ever had.
He woke up wrapped in warmth and happiness and well, there may as well just have been sparkles shooting out of his ass. He smiled and listened to the morning noises, the birds chirping, Castiel’s small snores that he claimed to never do vibrated against his chest with every breath Cas took. If he had his camera or a phone, he would have taken a picture. Cas was all levels of too cute. Dean lay like that for a while, simply admiring Cas who was curled up against him.
Cas woke up with an adorably confuse expression on his face that turned cheery at the sight of Dean staring at him.
“Rise and shine, Angel.”
Cas moaned and nestled up against Dean,
“Goodmorning, Dean.” He murmured into Dean’s chest.
“Goodmorning,Cas,”Dean smiled as Cas finally detached himself from Dean and rolled over.”
“Let’s go get breakfast. I’m starving,” Dean finally said, feeling the rumbling in his gut. Cas nodded and gave Dean a small kiss on the cheek before linking elbows with him and walking down the shore. They probably looked extremely stupid, walking down the beech like that. Dean found himself unable to give a fuck. When they got to the kitchen, Mary wasn’t up yet.
“Okay, Cas,” Dean smiled, unlinking their arms and giving him a kiss on the cheek, “what do you want to eat?”
“No, Dean, what do you want to eat? I’ll cook. You deserve it.”
Dean found himself blushing but at the same time, if anyone deserved a breakfast, it was Cas, not him.
“No friggin’ way man. I’ve got this.”
“Dean, you must let me make it.”
Dean sighed. Castiel was clearly adamant so he did the only thing he could possibly do and offer a good ol’ fashioned game of rock paper scissors. Cas rolled his eyes in a surprisingly affectionate way before holding out his hands.
“Rock.Paper.Scissors.Shoot!”
Cas smirked as Dean lost, again.
“Nice try, Dean now…” He stepped in a little closer before wrapping his hands around Dean’s waist and looking up into his eyes, “what do you want for breakfast.”
“Whatever you want.”
“Oh my god, Dean, you are most often infuriating as well as infatuating.”
“That’s me.”
“I know your favorite thing for breakfast tends to be waffles unless you feel like staying inside and being warm, then you choose oatmeal. It’s a beautiful day outside and you don’t seem to feel lazy today. Waffles it is.”
“You don’t need t-”
Cas cut him off with a chaste kiss to Dean’s mouth that shut Dean right up.
“I want to. Stop arguing.”
Dean sat at the counter while cas made him breakfast and watched the muscles move behind his shirt as he stirred batter, watched how delicate his fingers were when he cracked the eggs and poured in an extra pinch of something that he found in the spice drawer.
Dean started talking to him about the college town and things to do and the school he was going to go to.
“Bobby’s friend, Rufus, is the head of the school. He knows a bit about what you’re going through so Bobby told him about your situation.. or what he knew of it. Cas, you’re in on a full ride for next year and the colleges in town are great, I mean, you can obviously look out of state. I may trail after you helplessly until you told me to leave.. but you know.”
Cas gave him a smirk before putting down two incredible looking waffles down on his plate.
“I’m excited Dean. I really am.” and he seemed so genuine that Dean just had to lean over the counter and kiss him softly. Cas gave a small huff and melted into the kiss. When Dean pulled away, Cas was blushing and looking down. The corners of his mouth told Dean that he was trying not to laugh or smile too wide and it was the sweetest thing he had ever seen. Cas got himself some waffles and they went and enjoyed the morning in the lounge chairs outside.
“So I do have one question,” Cas asked with a playful smile.
“Shoot.”
“What you did after I threw my suitcase out the window. I didn’t notice it until now… but it was surprisingly sexual.”
“What you mean wearing your boxers then stripping them off in front of you and peeing on your stuff and saying I’m marking my territory?”
“Don’t forget your accidental hard-on.”
Dean laughed and blushed in a bit of embarrassment. That was just not his day.
“Yeah, what about it?”
“What was going through your head at the time?”
It was a decent question. Dean had been quite the cocky s.o.b. Obviously the back of his mind just wanted to wear Cas’s boxers.
“I guess I just really wanted to wear your boxers,” Dean said, smiling as Cas threw his head back in a laugh, “and you’re hot and sometimes people want to see me naked so I guess I just… I don’t know…. got naked.”
Cas was laughing so hard that Dean couldn’t help but join. His sweet smile made his morning all the more awesome. Cas took Dean’s hand when they finished eating. They sat in a comfortable silence, not breaking eye contact, just saying all they needed to with facial expressions.
“Awww…. you guys are so cute!”
They both jumped at the sudden presence behind them, grasping eachother’s hands a little harder.
“Gabriel!,” Cas snarled. “That was very unnecessary!”
“Unnecessary my ass. You would have noticed me coming if you got your head out of Dean’s ass for like two seconds, bro.”
“Where’s Sam?,” Dean snarled, trying not to blush.
“Sammy’s up taking a shower you guys should probably follow. You reek of sex.”
“Screw you, Gabe.”
“I think my brother would rather you screw him.”
“We didn’t have complete intercourse,” Cas chimed in, making Dean want to bury his face in the palm of his hand.
“Complete? What Dean, you flakin’ out on my brother?”
“If you really want to know the details of what happened last night, I’ll tell you.”
“Nah, I think I’ll pass. Oh, and Dean, there’s a little present for you in the glove department of your car.”
“Stay out of my baby.”
“I think I’ll pass on fucking my brother, but thanks for the warning. I don’t think incest is my type of thing, though. You know, gross.”
“I’m not talking about Cas, you dumbshit. I’m talking about the car!”
“I think you’ll be thankful just this once. Sammy and I picked it out.”
“Oh god, where did you take him?”
“Calm your tits, Winchester, he wanted to come!”
Dean glowered at Gabe but he just sat down with them. Mary and John and Sam woke up together and they all went boating. Cas and Dean jumped from the waterfall, and kissed on the bottom of the water where nobody could see them, Mary and John took a lot of pictures.
All in all, It was a pretty damn fun day until the very end. This process repeated itself for two whole weeks. Dean and Cas would sleep together, wake up together and eat together. Cas and Sam spent a lot of time together for the last week, knowing that it would be their last full week to spend some time together for a long time.
They left the lake with a u-haul full of moving stuff and corny as fuck smiles across their faces. Cas and Dean took down the big yard tent, Sam and Gabe cleaned the upstairs, Mary and John cleaned up the downstairs. Cas and Dean also went on a walk, just talking. Cas admitted he was nervous to move and Dean was too, but they were in it together and they knew they would be okay.
They moved out of the lake house for the summer, cherishing the memories they had there. Mary helped Dean work out some legal documents so he could be Cas’s guardian. It was slightly creepy.
Dean pulled out, laughing at the condoms and lube Gabe bought them and put in the console, turned on Angel by Aerosmith, rolled down Castiel’s front window, and took off to start their new life. It was honestly amazing, how much had changed. Dean honestly made himself believe he hated Castiel and now… well now they were moving in together and helping each other in every way possible. The Dean three months earlier would have thrown a bitch fit, but all Dean could do right then was stare at Castiel and smile.
Epilogue