Prompt from itsallaboutmimes
They sat curled up together as the rain lashed against the window, Cas between the legs of his lover, leaning against his chest and pretending to read Jane Eyre whilst really just enjoying the warmth and the music of rain and a second persons breathing. Eventually he fell asleep, book completely forgotten. Dean smiled softly and rearranged them so they were lying down. The tree house had been a good idea after all.
Castiel woke up by the sunlight shining on his face. He positioned himself to be face to face with Dean. His lashes looked longer and his freckles making him look younger. And his lips. To Castiel, Dean's lips were one of his favorite things on Dean's face. They always looked soft, tender and were beautiful when he smiled. Castiel leaned over and placed his lips on Dean's.
Dean smiled softly against Castiel's lips. "Good Morning angel" murmured Dean against Castiel's lips. As Castiel pulled away, he looked up at Dean's green eyes. They were filled with love and passion like always.
"Good Morning to you as well" replied Castiel, snugging his head into Dean chest. To Cas, Dean always smelled like oil, body wash, and something that was only Dean. It made him feel safe and loved.
"Come on babe, we gotta make breakfast this time. Remember yesterday? I don't think Sammy was happy waking up to us having sex, and then no breakfast"
Thinking about that morning made Castiel blush and snuggle more into Dean's chest. He lifted his head and tilted Dean's head to bring him towards a kiss. When Dean tried to pull away, he held his neck in place and shot his tongue into Dean's mouth, making Dean moan. He moved his free hand down Dean's shirt, tracing his abs, finally making his way towards Dean's crotch. Cas smiled when he heard Dean moaning more then before, and started to massage his crotch slowly.
"You know" Cas said, pulling away from Dean's mouth, and moving toward his ear, nibbling at his earlobe " one of the perks of having a tree house is we could be as loud as we want". Thrusting his hips towards Dean's, started to suck on Dean's neck, making sure that he would leave a mark.
"You got that right," growled Dean, as he flipped Castiel on his back. And yes, Dean was ever so glad that they got a tree house.