AN: Ha so this little plot bunny turned into a whole damn fic in two nights. When has that ever happened to me? (The answer is NEVER) I'm kind of glad it happened though. I hope you all like reading it as much as I like writing it. It's not my usual style. Thought I'd mix it up a little. Try something new.

Chapter Summary: Castiel is bribed to talk with Nathaniel to get over their dislike for each other. Things go differently than planned.

Warnings: Contains: graphic M/M smut, what some would count as rape, minor bondage, slight kinks, fighting, swearing... Basically just really graphic. Don't like, don't read. You've been warned.

Other: The ship is obviously Castiel/Nathaniel, also called Casaniel or Cathaniel by myself. Cas is dominant in this. Really dominant. Rate, review, subscribe, please no flames, but constructive criticism in not only allowed, but encouraged.

Disclaimer: I do not own My Candy Love or its characters, except for my own... to a point. On the other hand, I do own this fanfiction, but I am not making any money off it. (Sometimes I wonder why I even add that)

"Cas, please, can you just talk to Nathaniel."

"No. Hell no. I am never talking to that stuck up prick again," Castiel replied angrily.

"C'mon, please?"

"No!"

"Why?"

"Because he's an idiot and he's not going to listen anyways."

"Now you're acting childish. You're both reasonable, attractive 17 year old males that are forced in to the same school every day. You need to work out your issues with each other," Marci tried.

"Why should I?"

"You've beaten him up five times this school year alone. Luckily, it'll be summer in only a few weeks."

"So?"

"I care about you both a lot, okay. But seeing Nathaniel come to school black and blue and knowing you caused that is just... it's really sad to see two people you know and like not getting along. I just want you both to work it out."

"Why do you even care?"

"Because in a weird way I consider you my friend and that means I genuinely care about your wellbeing."

Castiel scoffed.

"Listen, Cas," she started, "I get that you're really moody and all, like perpetual PMS moody, but you gotta suck it up. In only a month and a half, school will be over. I don't want your hatred for each other to linger and fester through a time where you both should be having fun. So can you just please, please talk to Nathaniel? For me? Or anything it is that you care about?"

He didn't say anything.

"I promise to buy you fro-yo or pizza or something by tomorrow," Marceline offered.

"Ha! Like I'd even trust you to keep to that," he jeered.

"I have twenty bucks. I'll take you out today if that's what you want."

"How about you just give me the twenty straight up?"

"How 'bout ten now and ten after?" she tried bargaining.

"Fifteen and five."

"Ten and ten, it's even that way."

"Fine," he said and then gave a light chuckle.

"What?" she asked curiously.

"Heh. I just find your bargaining skills admirable." He cracked a small half smile, but that was the biggest his grins ever got.

"I would say 'aww' but I know you would just get pissed at that. Anyways, here's a ten."

"Thanks," he held the 's' out at the end for a short time. "Show me the other ten so I know you're not lying."

She handed him the first ten in the form of two five dollar bills, then pulled a ten dollar bill out of her pocket and showed it to him before shoving it back in.

"Good," he said, and turned to walk into the school.

"Hey," she shouted just before he opened the door. "Genuine feelings talk, I want you guys to make up! Good luck, Castiel!"

He gave a half formed glare and disappeared into the building.

~Inside the School~

"Hey, dipshit," Castiel shouted at Nathaniel.

"What do you want?" he asked, sounding tired.

School had already been closed for about a half an hour. The principal had left almost as soon as the bell rang as she was feeling under the weather. Nathaniel had to stay and finish his duties as student body president, Castiel always hug out in the courtyard for a while after school was over, and Marci had just left to go home. They were alone at school. Even the janitor wouldn't show up for another 4 hours.

"We need to talk."

"And why should I talk to you, Castiel?"

"Because I actually want to work things out with you."

"Oh, really?" Nathaniel sounded sarcastic.

"Yeah. Really. Is that so hard to believe, Nathaniel?"

"It actually is."

"Bitch."

"What did you say?"

"I called you a god damn bitch, Nat!"

By now, Castiel had Nathaniel cornered near the stairs, with only a few feet separating them from each other. There were no windows this side of the building, and most of the main hallway lights were turned off as it was.

"You always treat me like I'm less than you," Cas started, "like I don't care about anything, like I have no feelings at all. But I do have feelings, dipshit! Hate! For you!" Castiel paused to breathe because he had started yelling.

"Big, bad, blonde, prick ruling the whole damn school. But I think you forgot how the hierarchy works, Nathaniel," Castiel seethed. "So I think it's about time I took back my place as king!"

Castiel threw a strong right hook directly at Nathaniel's cheek. He tried to dodge it, but Cas was too fast. Nat heaved as he fell to the ground, all the air escaping his lungs. Castiel sat on his chest, straddling the other teen. He threw punch after punch at Nathaniel's face. Blood gushed from the blonde's nose and his eye had already started to swell. Suddenly, Castiel stopped.

"I hate you so much."

Cas grabbed Nathaniel's shoulders and the other boy winced preparing for whatever was coming. The suspense led him to imagine the worst, but he could have never prepared for what actually happened.

Castiel kissed him.

Nat's eyes bolted open. He could not believe he was actually locking lips with the person he thought he hated most in the world. Mixed emotions swirled in his head until he became utterly confused. He tried to push the older, taller boy off, but Castiel was just too strong.

"Mmph," Nathaniel managed as he continued to struggle.

"Relax, it'll make this easier," Castiel cooed menacingly.

Nat's eyes grew wide. Castiel smirked. He hoped to god what he thought was on its way to happening wouldn't happen. Castiel's smirk grew to a Cheshire-like grin. Nathaniel imagined a shark smelling its prey. Castiel kissed him again, forcefully pushing his tongue into the blonde's mouth. The red head's skilled fingers unbuttoned the top three buttons of Nathaniel's shirt and slid the tie of from his neck. Castiel separated himself from Nat, a string of saliva still connecting their lips. Before he had a chance to turn his head, Castiel covered Nathaniel's mouth with his own tie and tied it tightly behind the younger teen's head. Nat choked at the taste of his tie. It was dusty and he could feel the fibers scraping against his lips. Castiel gave him another toothy grin before fully unbuttoning his shirt and tossing the previously wrinkle-free dress shirt into a wall. Nathaniel exhaled sharply as his bare skin touched the cold tile of the floor. Cas kissed and licked and bit at his neck drawing blood more than once. The biting and licking continued across his pecs. Castiel scooted father down Nathaniel's frame, Cas' more muscular body fit nicely with Nathaniel's lean one.

"You taste good," Cas said, licking blood from one of the bit marks he had left.

Nathaniel just glared back at him. Castiel chuckled before continuing his treatment. He stopped and licked a nipple biting it gently and pulling at it with his teeth. Nathaniel whimpered against his will. Cas sat up and took off his jacket and shirt revealing a tribal tattoo on one arm and a skull on his chest. Nathaniel had almost expected more tattoos than just two. Castiel used the back of his red shirt to wipe some of the blood from the blonde's face. Nathaniel appreciated the unexpected gesture. He thought maybe Castiel was going to be a bit gentler from that point on until he felt Cas' canines dig back into his neck. He let out a pained moan, he actually felt pleasure with that bite.

"You're relaxing. That's good," Cas said, licking the bite mark.

Castiel sat up and looked at the marks dotting Nathaniel's chest and neck. He went back down and traced the faint lines of Nathaniel's abs with his tongue. The blonde twitched.

"Ticklish?" Cas asked. Nathaniel didn't respond.

Castiel licked from his belly button to the edge of Nathaniel's pants before unbuttoning them and pulled them to his knees along with his light blue briefs. Castiel then took Nat's half formed erection into his mouth and sucked. Nathaniel whimpered again, louder this time. Castiel twisted his tongue around the head until it had grown to full size then he pulled off slowly, scraping roughly with his teeth. He flipped Nathaniel over brusquely. Nat hissed when the floor dust entered his open wounds. He felt himself get pulled into a kneeling position and instantly knew what was going to happen. He once again attempted to struggle against Castiel's cold-fingered grasp. He didn't want this to happen.

"Mmph!" he tried.

"Shhh. Just relax, Nathaniel."

Castiel's gruff voice and somehow menacing comforts reminded Nathaniel once again who it was dealing with and what a compromising position he had been put into. He heard Cas unzip his jeans, he heard the sound of fabric moving on skin. Nathaniel squeezed his eyes shut and did his best to mentally prepare himself. As Castiel scooted closer to Nathaniel, he noticed his scrunched up face. He body-hugged the blonde, his own hard-on pressing against Nathaniel's ass. Castiel grabbed Nat's chin, forcing his face in the direction of his own.

"Open your eyes, Nat," he commanded.

Nathaniel hesitated, but worried what Castiel might do if he didn't open them. It was bad enough the situation he was in, as well as the fact that he had a hard-on for another guy, not to mention that the other guy just so happens to be Castiel. He opened his hazel eyes.

"That's better. Now to get this tie off your face."

Nathaniel winced as Cas pressed on a forming bruise. As soon as the tie fell off his face, he took a deep breath.

"I need to be able to hear you scream," Castiel whispered into his ear.

The tone he used sent shivers down Nathaniel's spine.

"Remember to relax," Cas said louder, lifting his head off the others collar bone.

He took a deep bite into Nathaniel's shoulder before straightening up more. Nat let out a high, vocalized gasp. Castiel spit into his hand and rubbed it on his cock making sure it was adequately lubricated and then applied some to Nathaniel who let out a gasp at the feeling of his cold fingers there.

"You ready, Nat?"

"No," he groaned, shutting his eyes again.

"Scream for me!" Castiel shouted as he thrust in all 8 inches at once.

And he did. Tears escaped Nathaniel's eyes at the almost unbearable pain. Castiel grabbed onto his hips and thrust again. And again. And again. After a few more thrusts, Nathaniel was able to at least move a little bit. He tried to move away from Cas, but his hands had too firm a hold of his hips. Castiel's thrusts were fast and deep and sporadic.

"Relax," he said again. "It might feel better."

"Why... do you even... care?" Nathaniel gasped out.

"Because I don't like completely one-sided pleasure. Plus, you have big, innocent doe eyes. Just focus on one thing: relaxing every single one of your muscles."

Nathaniel grunted and closed his eyes again before trying his best to relax. Cas was actually right, it did feel better. After a few more thrusts, Castiel changed his angle and a wave of heat and pleasure coursed through Nathaniel. He couldn't control the loud moan that erupted from his lips.

"Told you so," Cas said, smirking.

Nathaniel was actually pushing against Castiel now and when Cas pulled out, he let out a pleading whimper.

"What?" Nat asked, confused.

Castiel didn't answer, he just picked Nathaniel up from under knees and pushed his back against a wall before setting the blonde right onto his cock. Nathaniel moaned at the new position, he was really starting to enjoy himself. Castiel captured Nathaniel's lips with his own and the shorter male quickly opened his mouth for the red-head's tongue. Castiel bounced Nathaniel up and down his shaft making sure to hit his prostate every time. Cas trailed his mouth down back to Nathaniel's neck and stayed there so he could listen to all the whimpers and moans and gasping sounds the blonde was making.

"I-I'm close," Nat groaned.

"Ask for permission." Cas thrust faster.

"Please... may I... come?" Nathaniel begged.

"Who?"

"Please... can... I come... Castiel?"

"Only with me."

Castiel felt the heat pooling in this gut, he grabbed hold of Nathaniel's dripping cock and jerked it in time with his thrusting. He could feel Nat tightening. The blonde wrapped his arms around Castiel's shoulders and screamed as he came. His muscle contractions made Cas come very shortly after. Castiel got the last drops out of them both and dropped Nathaniel to his feet, his shaky post-orgasm legs caused him to stumble right into Cas' ready arms. They walked together to sit on the stairs. Both panting while they caught their breaths. Nathaniel flopped onto his back. He was seeing stars.

"Heh," he laughed lightly.

"What," Castiel asked.

"I never thought it could feel that good."

"Almost no one does."

"I take it this isn't your first time then, Cas."

"Fourth. I take it you were a virgin 30 minutes ago."

"Yeah," Nathaniel said shyly.

"I guess I'm kind of sorry then."

"Don't be, it was fantastic."

"Really?" Castiel smiled.

"Yeah."

Nathaniel sat up and gave Cas a hug from the side. Before he had time to process it, they were kissing again.

"You probably have to go home and do homework or something, Mr. Student Body

President," Castiel said, breaking off the kiss.

"Yeah. Cas?"

"Hm?"

"Does this mean we're boyfriends now or something?" Nat asked.

"We should talk about that later."

"Can you promise me we will?"

"Of course, Nat. You and your doe eyes."

"Psh."

"Hey, get dressed. We each got places to go."

"Yeah, yeah.

Castiel ruffled Nathaniel's hair and started walking towards the bathroom.

"Were you going to just forget to clean yourself up? You're kind of covered in your own jizz, Nathaniel."

"Oh, heh, forgot."

Nathaniel followed Cas into the bathroom and they pointed out spots that needed cleaning up for each other. Nathaniel mostly.

"How am I supposed to cover up these bites and hickeys, Cas?"

"Scarf? Flip up your collar? I dunno. But you're smart, you'll figure it out."

"Yeah. Am I all clean?" Nathaniel did a 360 for Cas.

"On the outside. You're no longer pure on the inside, though."

"Whatever."

They both laughed.

"You gonna be able to walk on your own now?" Castiel asked, letting go of Nathaniel.

"Yeah, I think so."

Nathaniel walked to the door with a limp.

"Ha! You got the sex limp! That might last a while, I'm pretty big," Castiel mocked.

"Ugh," Nat groaned.

They both put on their clothes and Castiel walked Nathaniel to the door. They kissed again before going outside. Cas started back towards the courtyard and Nathaniel toward the parking lot.

"Hey!" Castiel called back with a smirk, "I hate you!"

Nathaniel smiled. "I hate you, too."

~The Next Day~

Marceline saw Nathaniel come to school with two black eyes, a split lip, and a limp, but with a zoned out smile of his face. She knew it was Castiel's doings and was convinced they were even more distant.

Castiel wasn't in the courtyard when she went looking for him, but in the garden, smelling flowers. As Marci approached him, she noticed the slight smile on his face.

"Nathaniel's pretty banged up. You obviously didn't talk so you don't get your full twenty bucks," she said as she walked loser to the red-head.

"That's fine. I don't care. I'm pretty sure we both got what we wanted." His smile grew just a little bit wider.

"If you say so..." she trailed off. "I don't know what happened yesterday, but you're different. I want to know, but I won't ask. I'm just going to walk away now then. Seeya, Castiel."

Marceline turned and walked into the school.

Castiel just smelled the flowers.

AN: Agh! It's done. I really, really love writing this. And it only took me three nights (about 9-10 hours). That may be a personal best. Again, please review, favourite, subscribe, etcetera.

Cheers,

TWiMC