Hey you guys, this is my first fiction, i swear there wont be any spoilers...depending on the feedback, i may continue this fic
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Dean grasped Cas' shoulders, "Dammit Cas! You have to stop screwing this up! I cant let you die a virgin!". Cas' breath was shaky. After several attempts at hiring escorts and
having Castiel freak scare them into leaving early, Dean had all but given up. Dean sighed audibly. "There's one more thing we can try...but you aren't gonna like it." Cas
squinted at him, "What is it, Dean?" Dean smirked, but quickly recovered. "WE could always try having sex...you know, together." Cas' eyes widened, surprised. "C'mon.",
Dean took Cas by the hand, leading him away from the parking lot, towards their hotel room.
"I cannot do this, Dean." Castiel looked visibly shaken. "The bible says-" "Fuck the bible" Dean almost growled. Cas was affronted. Dean shook his head. "Well you know
what I mean...That's all bullshit anyway." Cas was still not convinced. "Man, its just...Its your last day on earth. I want to make it special for you." Cas showed just a hint of
a smile. Dean took this as an invitation and leaned in to kiss him, only hesitating a fraction of a second. Cas gasped into Dean's mouth, shocked, before accepting him
passionately, wrapping his arms around Dean's shoulders. Dean quickly turned rough, tugging at Cas' hair and separating his lips with his tongue. As their tongues battled
furiously, Dean reached down to unfasten Cas' pants. Cas was new at this so, Dean figured he'd has to make the first move, but Castiel pulled away, snapping his finger.
For an instant Deans vision was blurry, then suddenly, he and Cas were both completely naked.
Dean smirked, chuckling to himself, the horny bastard. It was Cas, this time, that made a move first. He took a step to close the space between them and started kissing
up and down Dean's neck. Dean gasped, loving the friction Cas created as he gently rocked against him. Not being able to stand it any longer, Dean grabbed Cas by the
hips, swiftly pulling him so that his hard member pressed against Dean's. Cas groaned loudly, digging his nails into the back of Dean's neck. "You like that, huh?" Dean
grinned into Cas' ear. Cas whimpered. Dean pushed Cas backwards onto the hotel bed, kneeling before him. "w-what are you doing?" Cas tried to sit back up. "no," Dean
pushed him back down. Cas groaned in frustration attempting to get up only to be knocked forcefully down by Dean. "Fine" He sighed, still unsure of what Dean was
planning. Dean grasped Cas' pole in his hand, all at once putting it into his mouth. Cas' back arched upwards as he shouted "oh!". Dean bobbed his head up and down on
Cas' dick, faster and faster, massaging Cas' balls at the same time. It didn't take Cas long to finish, bursting into Dean's mouth. Dean lapped it all up greedily giving a
half-demented sounding laugh. Cas forced his breathing to slow down. "That...that was excellent. Thank you." "Dean laughed, getting off his knees. "No need to sound so
formal, I mean for godsak- What the hell do you think your'e doing?!" Dean realized Cas was pulling his shirt on. "I'm...getting dressed" Cas shrugged, motioning to the
pile of clothes on the floor "aren't we done here?" "Oh hell no" Dean growled, taking a few quick steps forward and tearing Cas' shirt off. "What the-" Cas started before
Dean spun him around, forcing his hands behind his back. "I'm not quite done with you yet." Dean crossed to the otherside of the room, shouting for Cas to stay still. After
a few seconds of rifling around his top drawer, he found what he was looking for. He squirted the lube into his hands, rubbing them together and tossing the tube to the
floor. He knelt, once again onto the floor. "Hold tight Angel Face."