DISCLAIMER: I don't own Supernatural. (or Castiel but, if I did... that would be totally hot!)
All rights goes to Eric Kripke and everyone else who made Supernatural possible.
I'm just being imaginative with the characters. So don't sue me or anything. haha
Author's note:
I'm new to this. Writing fan fiction... that's a tiny bit sexy. (Lemon fic if you prefer that term or smut if you're the daring type)
So be prepared for the amateur writing skills here. I also think the plot doesn't make sense but, please give me a chance. haha
Enjoy the ride! You've been warned.
Order up Burgers & Love.
"Here you go boys, the best burgers in town!" the waitress smiled as she present them their orders.
"Thanks!" Dean winked at her.
And at the moment she was gone Castiel asked him a question.
"Why do you do that?" he asked.
"Do what?"
"Wink."
"If I know better Cas, I'd say you're jealous." Dean replied with a smirk written across his freckled face.
Castiel ignored him and proceeded in eating the food that lay in front of him. Dean on the other hand noticed and can't remove his eyes from Castiel. The way the angel bit into the meat, it was messy but all at the same time sexy. It was like watching food porn but, instead of feeling hungry for the burger, you feel hungry for the one eating it. Cas finished his burger and licked the cheese seductively off his fingers and Dean felt his cock seeking for attention. He knows Castiel is not aware of the things he's doing or how these things he unconsciously do affect Dean's body.
"Damn!" Dean silently cursed.
"What's wrong Dean?" Castiel asked him.
"Nothing. I just lost my appetite."
"Such a shame, these burgers are indeed the best ones in town."
Castiel looked at him, straight into the other man's piercing green eyes and saw nothing but lust. Dean had indeed lost his appetite for food but, not for something else.
"Do you mind if I finish it instead?" Cas asked gesturing towards the burger he's pretty sure Dean's not hungry for.
"Yeah sure."
I'm ready for the show Cas. Dean thought.
With that Castiel dug in into the burger, this time slower. As if savouring every inch of deliciousness it possesses, as if it was the last burger he will devour in his time of living. Dean unconsciously placed his hand across his mouth and gently bit it, in the same motion Castiel's mouth is going.
"Hmm."
Dean heard that moaning sound and he was pretty sure it wasn't from him or from the man in front of him. He temporarily looked away from Cas and looked around for the source of the sound. He spotted it. It was from the girl on the table next to them. She probably noticed how sexy Cas' being. She spotted him and winked at him, mouthing words such as 'Your friend's hot.'
At the moment Dean read those words, he felt jealous. No one should look at his Cas the way he does, so he mouthed his own words to her with a giggle 'Yeah sweetie, find your own.'
"Dean, you seem to be having fun with your friend there." Castiel said.
"It was nothing Cas." Dean said as he looked back to his very pissed looking angel.
"Oh come on honey. Don't do this." Dean said as if pleading for forgiveness.
"Honey?!" the girl on the next table gasp in a whisper.
That made Dean smile. That's right bitch. Castiel's mine.
"Dean. What are you-"
Castiel kept quiet and pondered his hands onto his beer bottle. Dean can't help himself but, look into the motion Cas' hands are doing, wiping off the droplets from the cold bottle of beer, up, down, up down. Dean can't stop but imagine those hands rubbing him down there, up, down, up, down. That's it.
"Shit!" he cursed again but this time, as he cursed he looked into Castiel's dreamy blue eyes.
"Is everything alright Dean?" Castiel asked worriedly.
Dean can no longer help it. Lust has consumed him. And he wants his angel, now!
"Honey, have I mentioned that you look totally hot today?" Dean asked Castiel with hint of flirtation in his voice.
"Uhm… No. I look the same every day."
"We both know that's not true Cas. When you fight those demons, angels… you look bloody."
"Well, aside from that. Nothing else."
Dean chuckled and brought his hand slowly to the collar of his shirt. Pulling it to give Cas a good view of his neck. When Dean saw Castiel lick his own lips he brought his hand back to the table and held his own bottle of beer. He drank from it with closed eyes as if he was trying to advertise the very drink itself, letting few amounts to spill slowly onto his neck. This time Castiel was swallowing, feeling the heat emerging of from somewhere… well, down there.
As Cas tried to break contact from Dean, he noticed the same girl Dean had noticed earlier. She was beautiful, had a dreadful past but, Dean would probably hit it on with her. Was Dean making her jealous? Was he using me? Cas can't help but think that and look back at Dean angrily, he can't let his friend use him, a fallen angel in these kind of activities.
Dean noticed this, Castiel looking at him with ranging anger but no matter what he can't stop flirting with him either.
"Dean. Stop this." Castiel ordered him.
"Stop what honey?" Dean said biting his own lips naughtily.
"I'm not-" Castiel trailed off.
He knew it would be worthless to argue with the most stubborn man alive so Castiel ignored him. He continued eating his burger in the same manner as before, slowly and erotic. What are you doing Cas? You're ignoring me. I'm more adorable than that burger you're holding. Dean thought.
"Honey…" Dean said but, Castiel ignored him.
The sweet pet names didn't work so Dean tried another approach.
"Cas, listen. I just want to talk to you." Dean said and Castiel finally looked at him.
"What about Dean?" Castiel asked.
"I just want you to look at me."
"I am looking at you for a very long time."
Dean cupped his own face and smiled sweetly at his angel. He bit his own lips. Then one pinky from each hand gently but, slowly entered his mouth and Castiel's mouth parted a little. Dean noticed the cheesy dirt near his angel's lips. Dean can't help it but to lean in close and use his own thumb to remove it away from Castiel's beautiful face. Then Cas looked at him straight in the eye with the expression, what are you doing drawn across his face.
"I was uhh… You had something on your face." Dean stumbled in finding the right words.
"Yes. Uhh… Thanks." Castiel said who at the same time had a hard time finding what to say.
Awkward. Dean thought as he looked back at the angel in front of him. Castiel looked back at him, with something written in his eyes. Urghh… I can't take it anymore. I need him. Dean was desperate. No. I want him. Dean without thinking raised his foot and placed it over Castiel's bulge that made his angel and his chair jump a little. Castiel was also aroused but, not as hard as Dean was.
"I don't think what you are doing is necessary D-" Castiel's voice trailed off when Dean's foot began kneading his shaft.
In an up and down motion, Castiel bit his lip fighting the urge to moan. He slowly lunged down to the table for support without breaking eye contact. He was starting to sound breathless as his own breathing patterns were fast. But, when Dean began the circular motions, Castiel gripped the sides of the table hard and cursed "Urghh… Fuck!"
This reaction from Castiel made Dean harder. God, this man is frickin sexy!
"I thought angels don't curse. Who taught you that crap?" Dean asked.
"Unfortunately, you did." Castiel said seriously but, in a helpless manner.
"Sorry about that. Let's go, we don't want to make a mess here. If you know what I mean." Dean said as he lifted his foot away from Castiel's hard bulge.
Castiel on the other hand saw the girl from earlier once again. Her mouth was slightly open from shock. He can't take it. Dean can't use him like this.
"Uhh… Cas?" Dean asked.
"Yeah." Castiel replied and he removed his trench coat. He doesn't want it dirty if he's gonna end this man's miserable life.
"Cas?" Dean asked as he swallowed that something stuck in his throat.
"You're right we should leave." Castiel said as he stood up and gave his trench coat to Dean.
Does he know I'm super hard? Cause it's embarrassing to walk in public like this. Dean thought as he used Castiel's trench coat to cover up his own mess. Castiel was walking towards the back door. Ohh. Kinky. Dean looked back at the girl from earlier she mouthed 'Wow!' and he replied to her by mouthing back 'Yeah. I know.' She replied with two thumbs up 'Go for it!'
Oh I will. Dean thought with a smile and opened the door.
Castiel held unto his collar and shoved him onto the wall opposite to the door.
"I'm already liking this." Dean said thinking happily of the dirty things Castiel could do to him.
The angel's hands however, hooked themselves onto Dean's neck slowly crushing his bones.
"How dare you use me? I am your friend!" Cas spat out and as he looked into Dean's eyes he couldn't do it, so he let go of this petty human.
"Woah! Cas- this is not- how I expected our sex to be!" Dean coughed.
"Sex-what?"
Castiel obviously misunderstood the whole scenario.
"I thought I made you understand. That I clearly wanted you… From the very start when you entered that barn with ancient writings and traps that could kill anything but an angel. I stabbed you in the heart hoping that I could kill you. But you are just so amazing, I want you. Fuck Cas! I love you! And you're too blind to see that I fucking love you!" Dean expressed his emotions that he bottled up for ages.
"I- I don't know what to say Dean." Castiel replied, "I thought you were making that Girl jealous."
"I am. I wanted her to see that you belong to me 'cause honestly, she fucking dig you man."
"I don't want to believe you. I still think you are a lying pathetic bastard."
"Well… there's this saying that goes. 'The eyes are the window to the soul' or something like that. Look at me in the eyes and tell me what you see."
Castiel looked deep into his eyes and he felt his heart beating faster than before. Castiel was obviously reading his life story.
"I see…" Castiel began.
To be honest Dean doesn't have any idea what Castiel might see. He is a broken man. He killed many. Castiel can see anything at all. It could be lust, hunger, sorrow, guilt, anything… like anything at all.
"I see love, Dean." Castiel said and looked down, "I'm sorry."
"See? I wouldn't lie to you. Well, except when there are times." He chuckled with that bit, "And how do you feel about me?"
"Like you said Dean, look into my eyes and see." Castiel looked up again, his eyes piercing.
Dean tried really hard but, he's not psychic. He doesn't know how to read eyes or see what lies beyond the soul plus, Castiel has no soul. He's an angel. Man this is cheating. Dean thought but, he knows he have to try.
"Wow! I mean… I can see that you have really really blue eyes." Dean honestly said, laughing at how idiotic he might seem.
Castiel just smiled. A kind of smile Dean never thought he would see in his life. And the next thing happened. Castiel's soft lips clashed with Dean's. Dean didn't respond to the kisses Castiel was giving him. His whole body was unable to react to the blessing that is happening to him. Their first kiss was soft, warm and beautiful, all at the same time. It was simply magical. Then the magic ended when Castiel pulled away.
"Uhm…" Dean was speechless, being kissed by an angel surely felt like heaven.
Castiel just looked at him smiling.
"What? You're just gonna smile? After all that? You're not gonna say anything? Like anything at all?" Dean said as if pissed that Castiel just smiled at him.
Castiel chuckled at the way Dean was reacting to him not speaking. This man was indeed adorable.
"Dean…" Castiel said.
"Cause if you love me, you better tell me. I don't like getting mixed signal's or that shit." Dean continued and ignored Cas.
"I do love you."
"Good, cause if you said- what?" Dean asked when he finally came to his senses.
"I said I love you, Dean." Castiel said.
"Really?" Dean asked not believing what he just heard.
"Real-" Castiel wasn't even ready when Dean placed his hand at the back of Castiel's neck, pulling him closer.
Dean placed his lips onto Castiel's. Gentle innocent kisses at first then Dean made his move. He pounced onto Castiel like a tiger hunting his prey. His hands worked their way to held onto Castiel's wrists and turned him around, pinning him on the same wall where Castiel had tried to kill him earlier. Sexy? Yes. Kinky? Definitely. Dean thought as Castiel moaned out words while kissing him.
"What did you say?" Dean asked as he pulled away.
"I said. I love you, you assbutt!" Castiel panted, almost out of breath.
And he pushed Dean towards the back door of the diner. Kissing him like a there's no tomorrow, their teeth clashing, their tongues fighting off like swords of fully skilled warriors. It was Dean's turn to moan out. And guess what? Cas enjoyed it. So he repeated the same routine he did, and got out few more of those juicy sounds from Dean's mouth.
Dean can't help it, the lip battle is working and on him alone. He's the only one moaning and that's not right, he wanted to return the favour. He bit Cas's lower lip and made the angel groan out his name. "Uhh… Dean." With Castiel's head looking up in pure pleasure, Dean found the perfect opportunity to trail kisses down the angel's exposed neck. Earning a few more curse words from Castiel. "Fuck you Dean Winchester!"
This made Dean smile.
"Would you like to do the honours Cas?" Dean asked.
"Honours of what?" Castiel asked in return.
Dean just let out his words spicily into Castiel's ear. "Honours of fucking me, Cas. You fucking Dean Winchester."
No words came out of the angel but instead a piercing pool of lusted blue eyes stared onto Dean's equally lusted green eyes. It was Castiel's turn to reciprocate the pleasure towards his partner. He pulled Dean a little closer to him to have easier access to his hunter and cooked up a few things. Let's hope that good old pizza man tricks works on my Dean. Castiel thought as he whispered onto Dean's ear with the deepest sexiest voice he can muster up.
"I would surely want that… to fuck Dean Winchester."
He bit Dean's earlobe in a gentle but, possessive manner. He lay out his tongue, licking Dean's outer ear, tracing the lovely architecture of its shell. Gently, sloppy, in all of the ways Castiel can think of.
"Hmmnn Fuck! This is so hot!" Dean exclaimed with both eyes shut.
"You have no idea what I want to do to you now." Castiel said biting onto Dean's ear gently as his hands began to trail beneath Dean's shirt. Lurking his abdomen, moving like a snake.
"Woah there tiger!" Dean bucking up.
"I thought you want this?" Castiel asked.
"I do." Dean sighed, "I just…"
Dean looked at Castiel and the angel looked as if his own world is going to fall apart. Dean chuckled at the sight in front of him. He held the trench coat up in Castiel's eye level.
"I want you to wear this. I've always wanted to take it off you." Dean said with a smile.
"You have weird ways." Castiel wondered.
"Yeah, we all do. Now, turn around."
Castiel turned around and Dean assisted him putting the trench coat back on. Once it's on, Dean's hands wander on Castiel's chest, and his lips landed on Castiel's neck. Biting and nibbling on Castiel's soft warrior skin.
"Dean mmnnn..." Castiel's breathing fast, "Fuck!"
"Ow!" Dean screamed when the door behind them smacked him.
The force was strong enough to push Cas to the ground.
"I'm sorry. I was just bringing out the trash." The boy explained.
"Yeah right? Look at what you did to my friend. You alright sweetie?" Dean asked as he helped Castiel up.
"I am, Dean."
"I'm really sorry. I was pissed okay. They keep telling me that I don't do my job right and I- I- sort of dumped my anger on the door. I didn't know there was someone behind it-" the boy stopped when Dean raised his hand.
"Okay, okay. I get it. But let me just tell you-"
"Dean. That's enough." Castiel said.
"What? I was just gonna tell him to-"
"I can sense that what you're about to say is not appropriate for this situation."
"I-" Dean began.
"Let's just go." Castiel said as he walked away from the dark alleyway and into the open road.
Dean was so frustrated. He looked back at the boy.
"Sometimes, people will tell you that you don't do your job right. Of course that happens all the time to all the people in the world. Not everyone is thankful for what you do for them, but it doesn't mean you should stop doing it, that you should stop doing your best." Dean said before he walked and followed Cas into the open road.
When Dean finally caught up to Castiel, Castiel spoke.
"That was some sweet words."
"I planning to say nice words you know?" Dean said.
"And yet, you didn't let me stop you."
"The kid needed it."
"And I need you. I can't afford for anymore distractions." Castiel said as he pushed Dean towards the waiting shed nearby.
Dean blinked his eyes in surprise, but when he opened them he was even more surprised. It seems that Castiel had zapped them both to the motel where the Winchesters are staying at the moment.
"Ugh…" Dean huffed when Castiel pushed him on the bed and began kissing him.
"Did… you… uhhnn… lock… the door?" Dean asked in between their kisses.
"Yes. It was locked… mmhnn… when you… left… right?"
"I think so. Not hnnn… sure!"
With Dean's answer Castiel moved the closet cabinet to block the door with a flick of his hand. He then looked back at Dean.
"That's sexy." Dean said as he turn Cas over and topping him.
"I still think we're wearing too much clothes." Castiel said.
"I love the way you think." Dean winked at him.
Dean began removing his upper garments and proceeded in kissing Castiel's lower jaw, while his hands tried to get a good grip on Castiel's trench coat. Pulling him up to sit and with one swift move the trench coat is out of the way. My bucket list earns a check after this moment. Dean thought mischievously to himself. Castiel removed his undercoat and began unbuttoning his shirt underneath. Both their hands began wandering in all places they could be, familiarizing themselves to one another. Dean pressed himself against Cas and both men screamed each other's names.
"I want you..." they breathlessly told each other.
And with that as a cue, both men hurried up and undressed themselves individually. When everything was off except Castiel's white shirt and blue tie, they charged each other. Kissing, licking, nibbling, biting, touching, all modes of pleasure they can think of. Dean hurried and took a bottle of lubricant from the drawer. Putting a desperate amount of lube on both hands then applying it on his and his partner's dick.
But who's gonna enter? Dean thought for a moment, a moment enough for Castiel to shift their positions. Castiel straddled him and French kissed him slowly… then down to his neck… up to his ear trying to mimic what he done earlier… then down to the neck once more nibbling his way down to Dean's nipple. At first he sucked it like a child and then he gently planted his teeth on it making Dean groan out "Oh God!"
Castiel stopped abruptly to look Dean in his eyes.
"Please Dean. I'm trying to fuck you here. Mentioning my father's name would be very uncomfortable in my position."
"Sorry." Dean mumbled.
So I get fucked. Right… I did suggest it earlier. Dean giggled when Castiel's tongue grazed his belly. Hearing the sound of laughter made Castiel stop momentarily.
"No… haha… Don't stop. It's just… It tickles." Dean laughed, cheeks turning red. Castiel laughed at this cute sight and then he regained composition.
"As you wish." Castiel said with a smile.
Castiel's tongue continued to graze across Dean's abdominal continents. The angel seemed to be enjoying the sweet torture Dean is having at the moment. The sweet giggles and moans combined are like music to his ears. He started to plant kisses towards the peak of Dean's dick causing Dean to buck up slowly as the kisses go down there. But the final kiss never came and Dean's cock never met Castiel's lips.
Dean groaned in frustration. And just at the moment he was about to protest Castiel took a hold of Dean's aching member stroking it up, down, up, down. Castiel then twisted his hand and traced each nerve with his thumb upwards. As his hand went up Castiel's thumb scrapped the slit using his fingernail making Dean growl "Fuck!"
"You applied a generous amount Dean." Castiel said as he stroked his partner.
"Ughhh God. I mean- Ahhnn!" Dean replied.
Cas stopped.
"No! Please don't stop!" Dean pleaded.
But Cas just looked at him and traced his finger into Dean's opening. Then one finger entered.
"Stop! Stop!" Dean panted as he sat down.
"You said-"
"I know… wait." Dean said as he took a packet of condom from the back pocket of his pants that settled on the floor.
Dean placed it near Cas' lap. He then proceeded on kissing the angel, hands caressing his partner's chest. Slightly touching the nipple, and then suddenly tweaking them harshly. "Shit!" Castiel cursed as he broke the kiss. "I love you too." Dean replied with a chuckle. The packet was dragged by Dean's hand across Castiel's thigh, a teasing slap on the tip of his partner's weapon, a tickle graze across his abdomen, circling to one nipple, up to the neck and a slight touch to the earlobe, while the other caressed him softly on the back.
"I love you… Dean." Castiel said with both eyes closed from pleasure.
Dean held onto his lover's dick, collecting the too much lube he was excited to put on. "I love you too Cas." Fuck this man and his good looks! Castiel cursed silently in his head. Dean opened the packet using his teeth and free hand while the other continued to juice up Castiel's trembling hard cock.
"Put this on!" Dean said as he threw Cas the opened packet.
Cas did what he thought was right putting it on like a sock but, for his dick. Dean positioned himself, using his fingers to outline his own opening then one finger was successfully in. "Uhmm… Cas! Fuck!" Dean whimpered making Castiel look at his direction. He held Dean's hand stopping him, and pulling the finger inside out so quickly.
"You fuckin bastard!" Dean groaned.
"Let me do it, Dean." Castiel offered.
And so, Dean positioned himself in a much more comfortable position. Then Cas did the fingering, quickly inserting the first finger. He started twisting, curling, and when he thinks Dean's ready, he inserted the second finger slowly scissoring the way in. The groaning and moaning from Dean's lips are beautiful and ecstatic.
"Hurry up sunshine!" Dean complained.
"Patience, my dear..."
Dean did wait. It was the first time Castiel used an endearment and he has to say it felt good. The third finger followed not so long after. It entered slowly but, a trio inside Dean hurt him a little. Especially when all three of them began moving as if Dean's insides were piano keys. It was both pleasure and pain and boy, did he like it.
"Fuck me Cas! Now!" he grew impatient, the effect of Castiel's endearment wore out quicker than he thought.
Castiel didn't waste any time. When all three fingers were out, he grazed a few amounts of lube on his prick and entered Dean slowly. The reaction from both men, were sexually stimulating. Dean pushed Cas further in him. Then slowly, both started moving to the beat of an unpracticed dance until they finally got the rhythm right. Dean and Castiel were moaning to their heart's content until the sound of the impala became a hindering aphrodisiac. They need to hurry, Sam's back!
Dean covered Castiel's sweet sound producing mouth using his own angel's necktie.
"Shh… Uggnnhh!" Dean panted.
The keys to the door rattled as Sam tried to open the door. When he can't open the door using normal force he began knocking forcefully on the door.
"Dean are you in there? Is everything alright?" Sam shouted at the door.
"Yeah!- Aaahhhnnn! Shit!" Dean cried when Castiel hit the perfect spot.
Shit cover blown! Dean panicked as Cas pounded him, the sound of their skin slapping.
"Dude? Seriously? We're on a case, remember?" Sam complained.
"Sorry… Ugh Damn it! I'm gonna cum!" Dean said as he began closing on his climax.
"Ah yeah… No need to tell me! I'll just sleep on another motel. I'm too grossed out to stay at the same building as you." Sam scoffed.
"Okay… Uhm and take care of my baby! Oh baby fuck me till I cum…"
When the car engine started again, Dean kissed Castiel's mouth with the necktie in between them. He never thought that it would have such effect on his angel. And when he took it off both men filled the room with sexy sounds. Castiel moaning words from different languages unfamiliar to Dean's ear but, he was sure that one phrase was Enochian. He knows the angel is having so much fun as he is and this made him very happy. Castiel's hand grazed itself across Dean's shaft holding him tight, helping his human feel double pleasure.
"Close your eyes Dean." Castiel ordered him in his smiting voice.
Of course Dean would follow, only he was stubborn and horny at the same time, not a really good combination so he disobeys. Castiel placed his busy hand on Dean's face, forcing Dean to close both of his eyes.
"Obey, Winchester. I don't want you dead." Castiel said with a huge hint of authority, looking back at Dean with closed eyes his hand journeyed south placing a finger inside the man's sweet mouth.
Dean, not being able to see anything added strength to his other senses, tasting his own juice through Castiel's finger, feeling the sweat emerging, hearing the sweet panting of love, it all made him closer to the finish line.
Castiel's moaning was different and this time it was louder, stronger… it was sexier. Moments after that Cas let out a scream accompanied with the flutter of wings at the end, it sounded so heavenly it sent Dean to the edge of his own glory. Castiel's majestic wings refracted from his own vessel, surrounding both species with a snow of jet-black feathers. Cas' pool of blue eyes began to glow bright and his whole body followed. The angel's true form is showing and humans the little apes that they are can't handle that beautiful sight. Dean knew of course, feeling all that, that his angel, Castiel had reached his own edge.
When Dean felt like there was no more danger, he slowly opened his eyes. Staring at him was Castiel, his wings spread out form one wall to another, his shirt falling off one shoulder, he was a mess but, a very handsome one.
"Wow…" Dean started about to complement his angel that he was lovely, he was perfect but Castiel collapsed on top of him.
The seraph's wings retreated gracefully beneath his vessel's skin and Dean can't help but, smile at his exhausted blue-eyed sweetheart. Chuckling he kissed the top of Castiel's head whispering endearing words… "I love you, my beautiful Castiel."
"I love you too... Dean." Castiel murmured softly before he fell asleep on the hunter's chest.
Author's Note: I might write a sequel. Who knows? haha Catch ya later bitches! ;)
Reviews are welcomed!