Short destiel fliclet that I wrote while riding in a car
Cas climbed into the impala and smiled over at Dean. Dean smiled back at him and grinned when he saw what Cas was wearing.
"You look good," Dean complimented him and Cas grinned. He was wearing Dean's ACDC shirt along with some slightly ripped jeans and damn, did Dean think he looked good in them.
"You don't look to bad yourself," Cas replied and sniffed dramatically. He smelt a mixture of sweat and pine trees. "You have smelt better though," Cas teased with a humor filled expression. Dean rolled his eyes and Cas laughed, his eyes crinkling. Dean leaned over the seat and put his face an inch apart from Cas's.
"I smell great and you know it," Dean said with a playful grin. Cas smiled back and leaned in a little.
"You think so?" Cas asked.
"I know so," Dean stated before closing the distance between their lips. Cas smiled and brought his hands up to Dean's neck. A loud groan interrupted them and they pulled away to see Sam opening the door to the impala, with a less than pleased expression.
"I'm happy that you guys are finally together, but could you please cool it with the PDA?" Sam complained. Dean smirked and looked over at Cas, he pulled the angel back again and shamelessly pushed his own tongue in Cas's mouth. Cas involuntary moaned and kissed Dean back, pulling him closer by the color of his jacket. Dean obnoxiously let out a sound of content and put his hand on Cas's neck. Dean eventually pulled back and sighed contently. He looked back with a humor filled expression at Sam, who had a horrified expression on his face.
"Sure, Sammy, no problem," Dean said with a pleased expression and turned around to start the impala. Cas chuckled slightly through puffy and wet lips. Sam sighed, this was going to be a long drive.