A New Dream-A Destiel Fanfic
The smile on Dean's sleeping face always sparks something in Castiel. A definite curiousity to what Dean was dreaming about but also something threatening to push its way out of his mouth in a slurred rant of affection. He was sure to keep the rant to himself but it wouldn't hurt slipping into Dean's dreams. He had done it once before and it was peaceful and Dean wasn't even angry at him for intruding. Looking down at Dean's face again, he figured one dream wouldn't hurt anything.
Castiel focused intently on where he wanted to be most and when he opened his eyes, he was on a beach in California. Dean wasn't too hard to find, surrounded by a group of hot blondes. The more he looks, though, a unfamiliar feelings erupted in his chest, constricting around his heart and he decides the fake blondes with their big boobs and spray-on tans have got to go. But before he can snap his fingers and pop all those silicone breasts, he sees Dean get distracted by something behind the girls. Trying to see for himself, he reaches his head up but can't see anything. He looks back to Dean and he's completely pushing past the women and then dream shifts. The girls are gone, the sun is setting beautifully in pinks and blues on the horizon, and a decent wave is forming, blocking the last quarter of the sun and letting it shine through the crystal clear ripple. Touched by the admirable scene in front of him but slightly confused, he looks to Dean for subconscious guidance and finds a wide grin on his face. When Dean looks over to Castiel and curls his finger in the universal sign for "come here" and Castiel stiffens in surprise. Castiel looks behind him to make sure he's what Dean wants. Then to confirm this Dean yells to him:
"Cas! Come here!"
Castiel breathes deep and walks toward Dean. His last step he faltered as Dean outstretched a hand toward him but in last second confidence he grabs Dean's hand tightly.
"These dreams are my favorite." Dean smiled, turning his head back to the ocean.
"Hm? You know you're having a dream?" Castiel inquired, staring at the gorgeous side view of Dean's face.
"Psh, yeah, real Cas would never be holding my hand." A scoffing Dean grips Cas' hand tighter.
"Why would you automatically suspect that, Dean?" Interlacing their fingers.
"Because I'm a dude and he's a dude. And that's not okay, I guess. Especially with an angel of the Lord." Stroking his thumb along the top of Cas' soft hand.
Clearing his throat and thinking of all the possibilities, Castiel says, "You need to be honest with him, Dean. I believe you would find yourself surprised... Just how wide is the spectrum of your feelings for him?"
Dean laughs, genuine and giddy, "The way you both talk about things. Innocent and true but intelligent and almighty."
Cas chuckles, "I am not in the slightest almighty," getting an idea in his head, he leans in the kiss Dean's cheek, after all it's just a dream, "But thank you for the endearing compliment."
Dean doesn't even hesitate, as if he's done this a thousand times in his dreams, he grabs Castiel and kisses him full on the lips. Cas groans in surprise and immediate pleasure. It's the most incredible feeling he's ever experienced and by the short sigh and tight grip on his hip, he can tell Dean enjoys this too. Things move quickly then. Pulling on each other's clothes and hair, gripping, moaning and sighing.
When Dean pulls off Cas' shirt, his wings stretch and Dean looks up in awe at them. "God, I love your wings." And Castiel halts. Dean has seen his wings before this? Then he remembers he's in a dream and becomes flattered when he realizes that Dean dreams of Cas' wings, that he loves them and he does not shy away from them. He smiles and throws his head back and laughs. When he looks at Dean, he's got a cheesy smile on his face. As he yanks off Dean's shirt, the scene changes and he's laying on his back in a bed with soft silk white sheets, Dean strattling his hips.
Suddenly, Dean grabs Cas' arms and playfully holds them above his head and that's when Castiel realizes that they're both naked. Dean smirks at Castiel's realization and rubs their dicks together. Castiel sighs in bliss and clutches at Dean's shoulders. Castiel leans forward and places a wet kiss on Dean's neck, then bites down. Now it's Dean's turn to be surprised. He growls and looks down at Castiel with eyes so filled with lust that he could explode. Sensing this, Dean kissed down Castiel's body and licked lightly at the head of Cas' dick. Castiel cries out and Dean sucks the head into his mouth. Before taking more in, he swirls his tongue around Castiel's cock. Underneath his body, Castiel can feel his wings shuttering. Dean looks up when he feels the familiar movement of his angels wings. He hums around Castiel's cock and moves up, running Castiel's feathers through his hands. He kisses Castiel quickly.
"Ready, angel?" Dean says gruffly.
"Absolutely. Please." Castiel begs.
"Then suck." Dean commands. And Castiel takes Dean's two fingers into his mouth and sucks until he can't wait anymore.
"Quick, Dean, please." At that, Dean shoves his fingers in Castiel and makes preparing him quick work. Before Cas can really start to enjoy the fullness Dean gives him, it's replaced with a more intense and slightly painful feeling. Dean pushes inside Cas' opening slowly to give him the full experience. Dean grips Cas' wings tightly and groans until he's pushed into the hilt. Cas nearly screams but instead bites his lip. However, when Dean starts moving, he doesn't hesitate to nearly corrupt Dean's dream with his screams. He's already incredibly close but he holds it for Dean because it is his dream after all. So, he flips over and starts to ride Dean's cock.
"Cas, ohhh-" Dean feels it building and drags his nails over Cas' back, catching where his back meets his wings and Cas completely lets go. He screams as his warm cum shoots all over Dean's chest, feeling the clenching of Castiel's orgasm and releasing himself inside of Cas.
As they cuddle afterwards and Dean starts to snore lightly, Castiel removes himself from the dream and appears in the motel room only seconds after he invaded. The smile on Dean's sleeping face is incredible. Cas notices that he's still naked but gets an idea. Instead of putting his clothes back on, he lays next to Dean and puts an arm around his waist. As the sun rises, he waits for Dean to wake up and forces the smile away when Dean rolls toward him and grumbles sleepily. Cas hears a slight gasp then complete silence. Cas starts to get nervous about this plan but just as he thought, Dean squirms near him and tucks his head under Cas' chin.
Castiel smiles internally as to not wake up Dean but he knows this won't be the last of Dean's dreams he invades and maybe some day make his dreams come true.
Castiel focused intently on where he wanted to be most and when he opened his eyes, he was on a beach in California. Dean wasn't too hard to find, surrounded by a group of hot blondes. The more he looks, though, a unfamiliar feelings erupted in his chest, constricting around his heart and he decides the fake blondes with their big boobs and spray-on tans have got to go. But before he can snap his fingers and pop all those silicone breasts, he sees Dean get distracted by something behind the girls. Trying to see for himself, he reaches his head up but can't see anything. He looks back to Dean and he's completely pushing past the women and then dream shifts. The girls are gone, the sun is setting beautifully in pinks and blues on the horizon, and a decent wave is forming, blocking the last quarter of the sun and letting it shine through the crystal clear ripple. Touched by the admirable scene in front of him but slightly confused, he looks to Dean for subconscious guidance and finds a wide grin on his face. When Dean looks over to Castiel and curls his finger in the universal sign for "come here" and Castiel stiffens in surprise. Castiel looks behind him to make sure he's what Dean wants. Then to confirm this Dean yells to him:
"Cas! Come here!"
Castiel breathes deep and walks toward Dean. His last step he faltered as Dean outstretched a hand toward him but in last second confidence he grabs Dean's hand tightly.
"These dreams are my favorite." Dean smiled, turning his head back to the ocean.
"Hm? You know you're having a dream?" Castiel inquired, staring at the gorgeous side view of Dean's face.
"Psh, yeah, real Cas would never be holding my hand." A scoffing Dean grips Cas' hand tighter.
"Why would you automatically suspect that, Dean?" Interlacing their fingers.
"Because I'm a dude and he's a dude. And that's not okay, I guess. Especially with an angel of the Lord." Stroking his thumb along the top of Cas' soft hand.
Clearing his throat and thinking of all the possibilities, Castiel says, "You need to be honest with him, Dean. I believe you would find yourself surprised... Just how wide is the spectrum of your feelings for him?"
Dean laughs, genuine and giddy, "The way you both talk about things. Innocent and true but intelligent and almighty."
Cas chuckles, "I am not in the slightest almighty," getting an idea in his head, he leans in the kiss Dean's cheek, after all it's just a dream, "But thank you for the endearing compliment."
Dean doesn't even hesitate, as if he's done this a thousand times in his dreams, he grabs Castiel and kisses him full on the lips. Cas groans in surprise and immediate pleasure. It's the most incredible feeling he's ever experienced and by the short sigh and tight grip on his hip, he can tell Dean enjoys this too. Things move quickly then. Pulling on each other's clothes and hair, gripping, moaning and sighing.
When Dean pulls off Cas' shirt, his wings stretch and Dean looks up in awe at them. "God, I love your wings." And Castiel halts. Dean has seen his wings before this? Then he remembers he's in a dream and becomes flattered when he realizes that Dean dreams of Cas' wings, that he loves them and he does not shy away from them. He smiles and throws his head back and laughs. When he looks at Dean, he's got a cheesy smile on his face. As he yanks off Dean's shirt, the scene changes and he's laying on his back in a bed with soft silk white sheets, Dean strattling his hips.
Suddenly, Dean grabs Cas' arms and playfully holds them above his head and that's when Castiel realizes that they're both naked. Dean smirks at Castiel's realization and rubs their dicks together. Castiel sighs in bliss and clutches at Dean's shoulders. Castiel leans forward and places a wet kiss on Dean's neck, then bites down. Now it's Dean's turn to be surprised. He growls and looks down at Castiel with eyes so filled with lust that he could explode. Sensing this, Dean kissed down Castiel's body and licked lightly at the head of Cas' dick. Castiel cries out and Dean sucks the head into his mouth. Before taking more in, he swirls his tongue around Castiel's cock. Underneath his body, Castiel can feel his wings shuttering. Dean looks up when he feels the familiar movement of his angels wings. He hums around Castiel's cock and moves up, running Castiel's feathers through his hands. He kisses Castiel quickly.
"Ready, angel?" Dean says gruffly.
"Absolutely. Please." Castiel begs.
"Then suck." Dean commands. And Castiel takes Dean's two fingers into his mouth and sucks until he can't wait anymore.
"Quick, Dean, please." At that, Dean shoves his fingers in Castiel and makes preparing him quick work. Before Cas can really start to enjoy the fullness Dean gives him, it's replaced with a more intense and slightly painful feeling. Dean pushes inside Cas' opening slowly to give him the full experience. Dean grips Cas' wings tightly and groans until he's pushed into the hilt. Cas nearly screams but instead bites his lip. However, when Dean starts moving, he doesn't hesitate to nearly corrupt Dean's dream with his screams. He's already incredibly close but he holds it for Dean because it is his dream after all. So, he flips over and starts to ride Dean's cock.
"Cas, ohhh-" Dean feels it building and drags his nails over Cas' back, catching where his back meets his wings and Cas completely lets go. He screams as his warm cum shoots all over Dean's chest, feeling the clenching of Castiel's orgasm and releasing himself inside of Cas.
As they cuddle afterwards and Dean starts to snore lightly, Castiel removes himself from the dream and appears in the motel room only seconds after he invaded. The smile on Dean's sleeping face is incredible. Cas notices that he's still naked but gets an idea. Instead of putting his clothes back on, he lays next to Dean and puts an arm around his waist. As the sun rises, he waits for Dean to wake up and forces the smile away when Dean rolls toward him and grumbles sleepily. Cas hears a slight gasp then complete silence. Cas starts to get nervous about this plan but just as he thought, Dean squirms near him and tucks his head under Cas' chin.
Castiel smiles internally as to not wake up Dean but he knows this won't be the last of Dean's dreams he invades and maybe some day make his dreams come true.