The Art of Seduction
Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural
Hey guys just a little Destiel blurb, sorry I haven't written in so long
Castiel had to be screwing with him. Goddamn had to be. There's no way that cute yet innocent as hell (or heaven) Angel suddenly knew how to be so sexy. Not just his looks, which he had always had, but all of a sudden his behaviour shifted, becoming downright flirtatious and for Sam, probably pretty weird.
It all started in some crappy diner in Colorado, him and Sam were talking about some clean cut ghost case they were going to go check out that afternoon. Dean is eating his classic bacon cheeseburger, Sam had some weird salad with like egg on it, when Cas wanders into the restaurant.
"What's up Cas?" asks Sam, looking concerned at the look of terror on Castiels face. Dean hadn't seen the poor guy seem that nervous since he tried to get him laid at that brothel.
Cas just shrugged, looking down at the table in front of him "Nothing of import, I just dropped by to see how you two were getting on". He looked around the restaurant, looking jittery before bursting out "Are you going to finish that burger?".
"Uh I guess not Cas, you can take a crack at it if you want" Dean says, surprised Castiel was interested in their human food, not having eating since the incident with famine.
But this was nothing like the incident with famine. For one Castiel had scarfed down the burgers, even the raw meat, with lightening efficiency while right now he was eating the burger very slowly nibbling off a bite, moaning as he chewed, licking the running meat juices from his fingers slowly like a cat grooming himself. Another important detail was he did all of this while making very intense eye contact with Dean. Sam looked very weirded out.
As Castiel finished the last bite of the burger they all sat in silence, too dumbfounded to think of a conversation. Eventually Sam broke the silence by throwing money on the table and gruffly saying it was time to go.
This kind of thing happened again that night after Sam and Dean had finished burning the body, although Cas had done most of the heavy lifting. Dean still couldn't get the earlier day's events out of his head. Sure it was kind of weird, but also kind of hot. Mostly confusing though. He considered asking him about it when Castiel interrupted his musings.
"Can you hold this?" say Castiel, looking at hopefully, his hand outstretched.
"Yeah sure Cas" said Dean gruffly placing his hand below Castiels clenched fist, waiting for him to drop whatever object he was holding. But instead Castiel drew in a sharp breath and grabbed Dean's hand, intertwining their fingers.
"I saw this in one of those short videos" Castiel said, looking scared. His nervousness coming off him in waves.
"Sure Cas" said Dean, then squeezed his hand.
That mixed with Cas bending over a lot more then necessary plus that one time his shirt just burned off led Dean to feel comfortable leading his own mission to seduction. Like no one's shirt ever burns off by accident.
When Sam is in the shower a few days later, he prays to Cas. He arrives with a flurry of wings and a very apprehensive look.
Dean just pulls him close and kisses him. They grab hold of each other like they're two men drowning, lost until they had found each other. Castiels mouth was warm and his kisses inexperienced but he longed for Dean in a way that made him feel safe and so wanted. Cas moaned quietly as Dean peppered small kisses up and down his neck, lightly on his earlobes then back to his mouth. His hands wandered all over Castiels warm body, sliding down his sides cupping his ass.
When Sam opened the bathroom door he immediately shut it refused to come out for another hour.
"I love you" breathed Cas, his face planted in Deans neck as they lay naked next to each other.
"I love you too" replied Dean, his voice husky as he kissed Castiels forehead, feeling completely content.