Im trying a little something different. I do not own Supernatural that belongs to the great so do not sure me. This is slash don't like it not really my issue. Cas and Dean pairing cause we can all feel the tension. So enjoy.

"Dean, do you not approve of others knowing about us?" Castiel said sitting on the edge of the bed, in the hotel they had just checked into.

"No, Cas why would you ask that?" Dean said his voice coming from inside the large closet.

"Then why did it bother you so much, when the clerk said about a room for the couple and a single?"

"Because, we weren't holding hands, or doing other couple things. There were no signs so how did she know?" asked Dean as he took off his clothes.

"Maybe it comes off you? Maybe my scent is on you?" The angel guessed as he flopped down on the giant bed.

Sometimes Castiel did things out of curiosity just to see if he would enjoy it. He also liked to test the structural integrity of the beds in the hotel rooms they stayed in. This one was oversized and decorated extravagantly with gold leafing. He rated this one quite excellent.

"If your scents on me, then I'm sure a shower will wash it off. Coming?" Dean asked with a towel around his waist walking to the shower. Castiel looked up from his laying position.

"Dean, I am clean and do not require a shower. But you may go ahead."

"Remember that discussion about our sexy time? This is one of those." Dean said letting the towel fall to the ground. Castiel smiled and popped right up following Dean into the bathroom.

"Yes, sir. I'll be right there." Castiel said as he tugged on his tie.

"Cas, we're not having that "kind" of sexy time. But I like what you're thinking."

Castiel's clothes vanished from his body and onto the chair next to the bed. He then climbed into the shower with Dean. The hot water hardly fazed the both of them as they were distracted by each other. Dean always took charge by turning the angel toward the showerhead. He would lather soap up and down Castiel's body. Castiel would then reciprocate by kissing his way from Dean's shoulders to neck then to lips. They would hold each other under the water till Dean got wrinkles from the water. Castiel then would towel the both of them dry and they would continue in the bedroom later.

When Dean and Castiel finished their escapades they made there way down to the dinner room. Instead of the usual motel, they had ended up in a bed and breakfast. The kind where it was really upscale, there was nothing to do except for watching TV and reading books. Maybe they would go wine tasting, but they were hard liquor folk.

"Hey, where have you guys been? Dinner ends in like 30 minutes." Sam said when they pulled their chairs to sit down.

"I am sorry Sam, me and Dean and I were having a conversation and then intercourse." Castiel said in his usual tone.

"Cas, TMI remember the conversation we had?" Dean said.

"Oh, that's right. Me and Dean were having a chat and having a hardcore fu-"

"NO! NO! Not the casual conversation chat! The not sharing details chat." Dean scolded the angel. Sometimes he was just so naïve.

"Hey, you know its all cool. I get it lets just not bring up why your late again. Really. Please." Sam begged looking up from his plate. The rest of dinner went smoothly. They talked about where they should travel next, tracking unusual stories, any clues where the next hunt would be. After some pie Dean announced that he was going to turn in. Castiel and Sam said they were going hang around a bit. This was a little surprising, but Dean made nothing big of it.

The doorknob turned and the door flung open. Castiel walked in to the room and put his coat on the hat rack. Dean was already in bed watching Dr. Sexy. The light from the TV exaggerated the shadows on Dean's shirtless chest. Castiel removed his clothes and switched to boxers and a Metallica t-shirt; a gift from Dean for his made up birthday. He scooted next to Dean and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"So what did you and Sam talk about?" Dean asked brushing Castiel hair.

"I asked him for a favor. I also hope that you will not mind."

"Babe, you know that I'll do whatever you want."

"I do not know why you call me babe. I am thousands of years old. I hardly count as a babe anymore, but it is endearing, I asked Sam to go away tomorrow." Castiel said putting his head on Dean's chest.

"Why? I thought you and him were getting along."

"Me, and Sam are fine. But I wanted some time alone to be with you."

"Oh, oh Cas you wanted to go away for the weekend. Why didn't you just ask?" Dean said placing a hand on the angels face.

"Because, I was not sure how you would react. You always said we were a strange couple." Dean let out a laugh at the angels statement.

" Cas, you're an angel and I am a demon hunter. We travel around the country killing monsters, and you're like nth years old. That makes us sort of a strange couple." Castiel thought about this for a moment, but he understood where Dean was coming from.

"Dean Winchester, you might not be the most eloquent man, but you are indeed always right." Cas said rolling on top of Dean and staring at his green eyes.

"Cas, as much as I enjoy this position-"

"You want to watch TV don't you?"

"It's a marathon. Dr. Sexy marathon!" Dean said eyes opening with excitement.

"Fine. But you owe me." Castiel said a little grumpy in his voice. He rolled off Dean and placed his head on the pillow.

"I'll make this up to you promise. Don't pout."

"Oh, you're going to make up for this alright. You're gonna make up for it hard and good. GOODNIGHT DEAN!" Castiel shouted the lights flicking off at the end of his sentence. Dean hated when Castiel got pissed off especially when he made it go all spooky.

"Cas? Cas, hey what does that mean? Castiel don't you pretend to be asleep. Cas? Oh, come on!"

Dean did not enjoy the rest of his marathon. Well only a little less.