This story was originally among my Cookies from the dark side story, because in the beginnng i was writing only short stories in English, but this will have 3 chapter so i decided to separate this and Enjoy the benefits, too.

I really hope you will like this, and please forgive me for any mistakes i made here, i'm not a native speaker and writing in english IS HARD to me x3

So, please enjoy, and let me now if you liked or not. I am really curious what you thing about this, so please *_*

PS: Story updated at 2010.07.15 because i met with an awesome beta-reader, DiTab1, who made this story much better with her corrections :)Thank you, Sweetie! ;)

Angels love sweet things

Dean watched the angel eating the sweet things he bought at the supermarket. He watched him for over an hour. Each and every movement. They didn't speak. It looked like Castiel didn't even realize that Dean was awake. The hunter didn't know why he was staring at Cas like this. He just could not take his eyes off of the angel.

Castiel put a small piece of chocolate into his mouth. He began to suck on it slowly, letting it melt on his tongue. After awhile he tried a little piece of white, plain and milk chocolate. He placed in his mouth and turned it over and over until it had melted away leaving nothing behind but the distinct cocoa flavor.

Next he tried a candy stick. At the beginning, he just used his tongue, circling it around the red and white candy. After that, the angel slid it into his mouth and closed his lips around it. He moved the stick in and out of his mouth slowly, savoring it with his eyes closed. In. Out. In. Out. Again and again. Dean moaned softly. It felt like eternity for him while watching the show the angel was unconsciously putting on; a sweet, torturous eternity. After a while the candy stick was gone but the angel wasn't finished yet. He was far from finished.

The next item he decided to try was a bonbon filled with some kind of red liquid. Castiel appeared to have not known about the filling as he bit it half. To his surprise, the sweet rum flavored liquid leaked out and flowed down his chin and onto his hand, leaving a crimson mark on his perfect skin.

"Oh, God..." Dean whispered in a nearly inaudible voice. He almost moved to lick the trail of rum from the angel's skin. He just didn't dare to. But he wanted to…so fucking much. He imagined doing it, licking up all of the red liquid from that perfect chin, then from his hand, inch by inch. Going as slowly as possible, using both his lips and tongue, taking his time. Oh yeah, he would love that. Fuck.

But he didn't have to because as Cas realized that his hand was covered with the fluid he brought it to his own lips. His tongue slid out and licked his palm clean. But it was harder with his index finger. The crimson liquid was all over it. He stopped for a moment contemplating the best way to clean it, then with a swift motion he slipped it into his mouth and proceeded to begin sucking on it.

Dean gasped. The angel did the exact same thing to his index finger as he had with the candy stick. In and out. Until it was absolutely clean. If he does this to his own finger, what would he do with my d...? Fuck, what am I thinkin' of! Dean thought desperately.

Castiel finished cleaning his skin. He took out another item from the bag.

A lollipop? Really? Am I not hard enough? Dean looked down at his pants. Yeah, he was definitely hard enough.

Something else also came out from the brown paper bag.

Chocolate sauce? You've gotta be kiddin' me...

It looked like Cas wasn't kidding though. He picked up the lollipop and started licking it. Just with his tongue at first.

He twirled the red candy around his tongue, curiously, as if to check if it tasted the same all over. Dean watched him, breathing hard with his eyes full open, lips parted. He watched his angel's tongue playfully circle around the strawberry flavored sweetness.

This is fuckin' erotic... How can this be so fuckin' erotic! Dean's groan got even louder.

Castiel was done with his initial investigation of the taste. Next he put the lollipop into the sauce. The dark chocolate spilled but he didn't care. He put the choco-strawberry goodie back into his mouth.

"Mmmm..." said Castiel.

"Ahh..." Dean moaned in reply softly.

The green eyes followed Castiel's tongue circling around the chocolate covered lollipop, licking off all of the sauce. The angel closed his eyes as he dropped his head back in pleasure. When the lollipop was clean he swirled it in the bowl of sauce again. Sucking sounds escaped from his mouth making Dean harder than he had ever been before.

Jesus, he thought, if he continues this I'm going to come in my pants like a kid. Why is he this freaking hot? Why am I harder every time I look at his tongue licking a candy stick or a lollipop, or even his finger? Why do I feel like I'd like to fuck him senseless, until he's screaming, yes screaming, loudly, lustfully my name, delighted by a huge, heavenly orgasm? Ok, enough. He's done with lollipop. What's next? Strawberries and whipped cream?

But Dean was wrong. Castiel searched for more goodies but the bag was empty. He looked sad. So sad.

Then, he remembered the bowl of chocolate sauce. He dipped his finger into the dark chocolate and raised it to his lips. His pink tongue slid out again to taste the chocolate on his skin. The way Castiel licked his own finger... It was like he was enjoying the sauce more than anything. Or was it the licking he enjoyed so much? Then he put the index finger into his mouth, sliding it in slowly, millimeter by millimeter, than out, with the same slow pace, driving Dean crazy. When he finished cleaning that finger he started the whole process over from the beginning. First the chocolate again, then that tongue and sweet licking, and then the best part, the sucking. Dean was enjoying this way too much.

While the hunter was watching and wondering what it was the angel might be thinking of during the whole tasting, one escaped word answered all of his questions.

"Dean..." just a tiny little gasp but as Dean heard it, he had to bite his lip to strangle his loud moan.

In a swift motion, Castiel pulled out his finger and looked at Dean. He saw the sparkling green eyes, filled with desire. He realized Dean was watching him the entire night but he didn't seem to understand what it meant.

Not until Dean sat up and started moving towards him. He reached him, grabbing him hard by his coat and pushed him down onto the bed.

Dean pinned down the angel's hand and slowly slid his body against Castiel's. He sat down on the angel's lap, pushing his hard-on against the other's manhood.

"You really shouldn't do that, Castiel." Dean whispered against the angel's ear.

"What do you mean, Dean?" Castiel asked, calmly as always, not really knowing what was happening.

"Bringing those goodies here, Castiel," he said, his voice low. "Eating them in front of me, licking them?" As he said the words, he licked the angel's neck. "Did you really think that it was a good idea to suck on a candy stick," he bit Castiel's shoulder, "while I'm watching you?"

"I was not aware of the fact that you were watching me."

"Oh, that's why you moaned my name while you were sucking your finger, is it?" Castiel didn't say anything. His eyes were like the middle of the ocean, his lips swollen, as if somebody had bit them, his breath smelled like sweet chocolate. He didn't dare answer not knowing what would happen, or maybe he couldn't answer because of Dean's lips sliding all over his bare skin, making him feel a way he had never felt before.

"C'mon Castiel. Answer me! Did you," lips moving upwards, "think of me," reaching Castiel's chin "the whole time?" His mouth reached Castiel swollen lips but didn't touch them. Just floating there, so close, still too far away.

"Yes..." came the almost inaudible answer. Dean leaned down to the angel's mouth and kissed him hard, hungrily, determined. Castiel gasped from the attack but he kissed back immediately. The sweet kiss made him shiver; he hadn't even known he could shiver.

He felt Dean's teeth biting his lips, than he felt something different, something much softer. Dean grabbed his hair and pulled his head back a little, the soft tongue slid inside his mouth, making him moan loudly into the kiss. He followed the hunter's movements, circled his tongue with his own, his hands were all over Dean. One was on his back, skimming his naked skin, while the other held his neck, not allowing the man to move elsewhere.

He tastes like plain chocolate. Dean thought. God, I love plain chocolate...

His jeans were already too tight for him, but hearing the gentle noises from Cas as he sucked his lips, as he sighed in delight, made him as hard as steel. His hips started moving automatically, providing a good image of what he was going to do with the angel in the near future. He felt Castiel getting excited under him; he clearly sensed his growing excitement. One hand went down Castiel's chest, slowly caressing his body over the white shirt he still had on. He reached his belt and went further down. As he touched his angel's arousal, he felt Castiel swallow hard and wriggle under his hand. He smirked.

"You like this, don't you, Cas." He murmured, voice coming out hoarse. The angel's whimper was a perfect answer to the question.

"Dean... Why..."

"... Am I doing this?" He interrupted, lips on Cas's neck, one hand unbuttoning the shirt, one still massaging his cock. "'Cause you made me want you, Cas. You made me want you this bad." He said, shifting Castiel's hand to his own erection.

"Ahh... God..." Castiel moaned wildly.

"Hmm, no, not God. But close to it..." The hunter replied smirking. "I'm doin' this 'cause I want to fuck you, Castiel. I want you to cry my name so loud that even the angels can hear it." He finished with the shirt, so he was free to kiss his way down Castiel's naked skin. Licking, biting his skin like it was some kind of candy too.

"I want to do to you every dirty thought I had while I was watching you, and believe me, they were really... really dirty." He licked Castiel cock through the black textile. In response, Castiel lifted his hips, aching for more.

"This is what I want. So, tell me Castiel, rebellious angel of the Lord, what do you want?"

"Dean, I want you..."

"Here I am, sweetie..."

Do you want some candy, too?