Pushed against the wall, breathing you in as you kiss me all over. This is natural now, feeling you press your soft lips to my neck as you whisper in Enochian. The ancient language rolls off your tongue as you grab fists of my short hair. This is too much. I push back lightly and angle towards the bed before forcing you down onto the mattress. Kneeling above you, one leg on either side of your flawless body, I can't help but stare for a couple of seconds as I run my hands up and down your sides. You bite your lip, trying to suppress a moan as I look into your eyes. Damn, you're so beautiful. I falter for a moment, caught in your incredibly blue eyes. As you smile back up at me, you run your hands up my sides, pushing my shirt up about halfway before I finish the job for you. I run a trail of kisses from your lips to your neck, unbuttoning your white shirt. You sit up briefly, pulling it off and tossing it to the side without a care. Then we melt into each other, kissing each other, grabbing each other by the hair, moaning in our native tongues. This goes on for a few minutes before you roll to the side, changing our positions so that you now rest on top of me. Staring into my eyes, you unbuckle and remove my belt, throwing it over your shoulder in a rather dramatic fashion. I almost laugh before you break away. You're unbuttoning my pants, and I feel a release from tightness I hadn't even been paying attention to. I sigh, but it quickly turns into a gasp as you wrap your hand around my length, stroking me as my eyes drift closed. I can't stop myself from moaning as you continue to stroke and pump, pulling my boxers down so they rest around my ankles. You tell me to stay right where I am, which I'm perfectly fine with agreeing to. Standing at the foot of the bed, you pull me toward you some before kneeling on the carpeted ground. Pulling of my pants and boxers, you through them aimlessly, and I don't pay attention to where they go. Your hands then return to me, and I shudder as you continue your work. You know just how to tease me, and I strain under you. I know there's more to come, and I also know that you're going to tease me with it first. You work, slower still, getting me close to the edge but never quite taking me there. This is an epic journey, and you're not giving me any shortcuts. Eventually, though, you begin kissing again. You peck at me lightly, starting a trail that begins just above my knee. You kiss me, longer and deeper each time as you get closer and closer. Finally, your line makes its way up my shaft and I gasp as your lips come down around me. I'm so close, and I know you can tell. You don't hold back now, taking as much of me as you can. I feel that tightness forming in the pit of my stomach, and I open my mouth, intending to tell you what I so need you to know, but the moment arrives just as I was beginning to speak and I let out a barely audible note of ecstasy as I come down. You climb up onto bed with me, fitting into my arm perfectly as I trace meaningless patterns along your shoulder. Now I can tell you, as we hold each other.
"I love you, Cas."
"I love you too, Dean."