Dean stood at the foot of Cas' bed, just watching him sleep. He looked so peaceful when he slept, his face relaxed for a change and his eyes unsquinted. Pie in hand, Dean advanced on him like a predator stalking his prey. Slowly and quietly Dean uncovered Cas and was pleasantly surprised to find him in just his birthday suit beneath.
The pie contained apples and berries. He'd been unable to sleep so he'd baked 16 pies. He had already eaten the other 15, but was saving this one for something special. It was fresh out of the oven, still steaming. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Dean reached a hand into the hot gooey mess that was the pie, reveling the feeling of it burning his fingers, and smeared it across Cas' expansive chest.
Cas woke with a startled yelp and stared at Dean, taking in the ravenous look on his face, his hands massaging hot sticky pie onto his pecs and nipples.
"Dean what are you doing?"
"Slathering you in pie, so that I can lick it all off of you. It's something I've dreamed of doing from the moment I met you."
"Is this a regular custom among humans?"
"Yes. Now just relax, you'll love it, I promise."
Dean kneaded the pie deep into Cas' flesh until his whole torso looked like it was covered with thick fresh blood. Dean scooped up more pie and coated Cas' throbbing cock in it, eliciting a sharp moan from the fallen angel.
Entranced, Cas watched as Dean licked dripping red juice from his fingers, sliding each one slowly into his mouth and letting it glide back out with a "pop".
The hunter leaned down to suck the pie off Cas' glistening chest. He ferociously lapped up the sweet goodness, suckling extra hard where the pie juice had already infiltrated the skin. One of Cas' chest hairs got into his mouth and he quickly swallowed it, savoring the taste.
He worked his way down Cas' chiseled abs, nimble tongue delving into the valleys, ladling out every last morsel. Finally he arrived at Cas' huge-ass cock. Smirking up at Cas he quickly winked and licked his luscious lips before engulfing his shaft, twirling his rough tongue all around it to get the rather large piece of apple stuck to the base.