Tell me where we go from here 21/?
Chapter 21
Dean was kind of relieved when they drove the night through. With Sam in the car with them the conversation stayed at a light-hearted level with nothing too personal and Dean was just fine with that.
He probably shouldn't read too much into what had happened, or in this case what not had happened, the night before.
Cas hadn't been in the mood, no big deal. Dean only wished Cas had told him and didn't try to carry through with something he wasn't totally on board with. Sure, Dean liked sex and Cas knew that but that shouldn't lead to Cas agreeing to it just to please Dean, that wasn't how it worked. And with Cas Dean wanted it to work out. This wasn't a one night stand, this wasn't some no strings attached fun, this was Cas and Dean didn't want to fuck it up.
So he was happy with driving through the night and to sleep in the back seat for a few hours when it had been Cas' turn to drive but he woke up stiff and with an aching back that clearly told him that he wasn't as young as he used to be anymore. Mid-thirties wasn't old but it wasn't twenty either.
When he saw the vacancy sign of a motel in the late afternoon, Dean didn't thought twice about it and stopped. He needed to get out of the car, at least for a little while. Not that Sam would admit it but if he read his posture right, his brother felt the same. Hell, with his freakishly long legs folded in the foot room he had to be uncomfortable the second he got in the car but Sam was denying that for twenty years now so Dean didn't mention it anymore.
Dean stretched and with little pops his vertebra snapped back to its normal position. Only then it occurred to him that Cas and Sam must have a good view on his butt, not that he minded Cas' eyes on him and he put on a little show just for his little angel. His brother just had to live with it, Dean decided, and commented Sam's annoyed yell at him with a wiggle of his butt in his brother's direction. Smirking to himself Dean made his way over to the office to get their rooms.
The woman behind the counter looked at him with a little smile playing over her lips when he entered the office. She eyed him openly from head to toe and Dean eyed back.
Plump lips, full hair that framed her face quite nicely and as far as he could tell, her lower half was hidden behind the counter, she had a really nice figure as well, soft and round just where he liked it.
"Hello, there." She greeted him and her smile grew wider when he came closer. "One room?" She bit her lower lip with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Dean got his wallet out and for a moment he let himself enjoy the view she gave him at her cleavage when she leaned forward to push the book to sign in towards him. Purely by accident, he bet and licked his lips as well. He was with Cas now and he would never cheat on him, he wasn't that kind of guy, but he wasn't dead either. A little flirting, a little fun, there was nothing wrong with that.
"Make that two." He remembered the question and teared his eyes off her body and focused on the book in front of him instead. "A single for my brother and a double for me and my boyfriend." It was weird to address Cas like that and he did feel his cheeks heat up a little. "And not directly next to each other, if you know what I mean." He winked at her.
"Darn." She muttered under her breath but in a kind way. Dean had seen the not so kind way when he'd been with a man before. Not that often but it happened. Maybe it would happen more frequently now that he was openly with Cas.
"Sorry." Dean smiled at her warmly. "Maybe I should have send in my brother, he's single." He offered and now she shook her head in amusement.
"Room two and seventeen." She turned around to get the keys. "Is that far enough apart?"
"That should do." He took the keys and his fingers brushed over her hand.
"Keep in mind that we have other guests as well." She reminded him. She told him the price and he searched in his wallet for the right bills. For some reason he didn't want to use one of his credit cards here anymore.
"Don't worry, we won't scare them off." He answered playfully and handed her the money. He doubted they would do anything more than sleep in the room. At least for tonight. With the keys in hand he turned to leave but hesitated at the door.
"Any recommendations where we could get something to eat?" He asked. After almost two days of crappy gas station stuff, food wasn't the right word for that, he longed for a good burger and a cold beer.
"Try Barney's down the street." She pointed in the general direction. "Decent food without a side of salmonella."
"Thanks." He grinned at her.
The food was good and they had pool tables at Barney's so Dean used the chance to hustle some money. Nobody got pissed and they left the bar a few hours later well fed and in a good mood.
"See you in the morning." Dean waved after Sam who had to walk quite a bit farther to get to his room.
Then Dean was with Cas alone in their room, the big double bed standing accusingly in the middle. Dean tried to not look at it and peeled himself out of his jacket and kicked off his boots instead.
"You want first shower?" Dean asked and sighed in relief when Cas agreed and disappeared in the bathroom. This was stupid. They would sleep in the same bed, they would probably cuddle, why Cas was so fond of that Dean had no idea but he wasn't complaining as long as Sam didn't find out, and that was it. He wasn't even in the mood for more and so far Cas hadn't shown any signs that he was either.
Dean sighed to himself and went to search his bag for the things he would need in the bathroom and his sleepwear. He dropped the latter back into the bag when the bathroom door opened and Cas stepped out, toweling his hair but otherwise naked. He didn't seem ashamed or even doing this for Dean, he was fully focused on drying his hair without a second thought on how this must look to Dean.
Dean swallowed thickly and now he was getting in the mood. Just a little bit.
"Bathroom's yours." Cas informed him and threw the towel back into said room before he stepped to the side to let Dean through.
"Man." Dean teared his eyes off Cas' body, not too much muscle but lean and strong, just how he liked it, and stepped closer. "Don't do this to me." He leaned in for a kiss and Cas' lips parted willingly under his. Licking along his bottom lip Dean drew this out, not in the mood for just a quick peck. Cas tasted like toothpaste which wasn't the most sexiest taste in the world but it wasn't bad either and this was Cas so it was fine anyway. Dean slung his arms around him, drawing him closer until their bodies met, never breaking the kiss. Cas' tongue darted out, playfully fighting its way into Dean's mouth and after a second of teasing Dean let him in.
Still fully clothed Dean felt his cock rising and his jeans felt tight now but where their hips were pressed against each other he didn't feel Cas reacting the same way. The kiss was sensual and deep and Cas' hands roamed his back and carded through the short hair in his neck but Dean didn't get the feeling that this would lead to something more.
"Shower." He mumbled and brought their foreheads together with one hand cupping Cas' head. They stood like that for a moment longer, bodies pressed together and foreheads toughing, breathing the same air.
Then Dean brought their lips together for another quick kiss before he slipped into the bathroom. With his back against the closed door he had to catch his breath for a moment. The air was still warm and wet from Cas' shower and Dean tried to not think about water running down Cas' perfect body, over the curve of his hip and butt. Dean shook his head to get rid of the image and hurried to get out of his clothes.
Looking down at himself he had to make a tough decision now. Should he jerk off in the shower or not? He wasn't sure what Cas wanted, what he expected from him. Should he take care of his hard-on himself or had Cas something in mind for when Dean came out of the bathroom? He had no idea.
With a sigh Dean stepped under the hot spray and let the water massage the kinks out of his neck. Sitting in the car for days wasn't as much fun anymore as it used to be. And if he was honest, he wasn't really looking forward to sleeping in a motel bed again. So far it looked clean but it didn't look that comfortable either. But Cas would be in bed with him and that made up for a lot.
Dean didn't jerk off in the shower and by the time he had toweled off his cock had come down to a half-hard state. For a second he thought about wrapping a towel around his waist for the way over to the bed but that would be ridiculous. So he just took a deep breath and opened the door.
Cas was already in bed but he sat propped up against the headboard with the blanket pooling around his waist, waiting for Dean. Straightening his shoulders Dean walked over and slipped under the covers and didn't show the relief he felt when the covers did what they were supposed to do and covered his private parts.
"Would you like to try again?" Cas asked in his blunt way while he slid down until he lay next to Dean on his side, one hand on Dean's bare chest. Of course he'd seen Dean's half-erection, hard to miss when he was walking around naked, but the way Cas asked set off the alarms in Dean's mind.
"Do you?" He asked back and angled his head to see Cas' expression. It was kinda frustrating that Cas didn't seem to be able to vocalize what he wanted. At least in bed. Outside he never had a problem to get whatever he wanted.
Instead of an answer Cas slipped his hand under the covers. His fingertips ghosted over Dean's hip and then his hand came to a rest on Dean's upper thigh. Not exactly on his groin but close enough for Dean to get the intention. His cock for sure got the idea.
"Cas, we can just sleep." He said and closed his eyes when Cas painted small circles with his thumb on his skin. "We don't have to do anything."
Dean shifted so he could reach for him. Laying on their sides it was perfect to follow along Cas' side and over the curve of his hip. Mirroring Cas' actions Dean didn't outright go for his private parts and with the covers up to their waists he couldn't see what was going on down there but he made sure to come close enough to get an idea if Cas was into this or not.
His cock lay soft between his legs and Dean wasn't surprised.
"C'mere." He slung his arm around Cas and drew him closer. "I'm tired. Let's just sleep."
For a second it looked like Cas wanted to protest but then he nodded and Dean thought he saw relief washing over the angel's face.
Chapter 22
Masterpost