Let's go
"Dean!" Sam barked, shaking Dean slightly trying to wake him up. No luck in this so pouring cold water on the covers buried body, was the best option. The body jumped out of bed, nude none the less, cursing "Son of a bitch!"
"What the fuck Sam!" Dean barked, drenched in freezing water.
"Dean we need to... Put some clothes on, maybe even wash up. You have a strong sent of sex." Sam said wrinkling his nose.
"Whatever, how did you know I was here and where is here?" Dean asked going to take a shower.
"GPS," Sam replied. "And this is some cheap romantic inn, in Vegas"
"Awesome," Dean said from the other side of the door.
A couple minutes later squeaky clean, mint fresh Ken doll, comes out in towel.
"So... what happened last night?" Sam asked with bitch face smirk noticing the marks on Dean's neck, chest, arms and along his left leg.
"I don't remember anything actually... but it was awesome." Dean said with small smile.
"let's go," Sam said. "And dude where's the car?" Sam asked making Dean go crazy looking for it. Took some convincing but Dean finally gave into going to Bobby's for a bit.
"So you don't remember anything?" Sam asked.
"No, just some party and this pure creature..." Dean trailed off trying to remember them.
"Oh how so?"
"It was some house party: beer, loud obnoxious music, sex in ever other room. It was like I was in high school again," Dean said.
"And this creature?" Sam asked.
"She was charismatic, magnetic, electric. She was like like this hybrid, this mix of a woman who couldn't contain herself... She seemed too familiar, like I knew her, you know?" Dean said with a short pause, "That laugh, those eyes..."
All that I remember is that you had me at hello
I knew right when I met her that I wouldn't take it slow
The more we heard the music, the more we got in synch
The more I kept you laughing, the less I stopped to think
"Anything else?" Sam asked.
The last thing I remember, you said this place is beat
It must have gotten crazy 'cause I can't recall a thing
"No, that's it. Then you poured water on me," Dean replied wishing he remembered more. He had a strange bubbly feeling thinking of this mysterious woman, Sam noticed Dean was blushing.
"Dean are you okay?" Sam asked with a cocky grin.
"Oh yeah... It was probably the best night of my life." Dean said smiling thinking of the blue eyed beauty.
Last night...Can't remember?...What happened?...Where'd we go?
I woke up...This morning...Where's my car?...Where's my keys?
Where's my clothes?...I feel my head's still spinning...But I'm doing alright
'Cause I think I just had the best night of my life
Dean Pulled up to Bobby's practically jumping out of the car seeing his baby there.
"My baby!" Dean cried running over to her, noticing the crack in the windshield and almost went into shock.
"Hey Sam, Dean," Bobby said coming out of the garage holding a beer.
"What happened?!" Dean demanded to know.
"What do you mean what happened? Didn't you leave her here ya' Idjit." Bobby said taking a drink.
"I did?" Dean said looking upset, worried he crashed his car.
"He doesn't remember much from last night, except you know the chicks. One in particular..." Sam said nudging Dean who was lying on hood, slightly weeping.
"Sounds like him," Bobby said cracking a smile.
"It's okay I'll fix it Baby..." Dean said getting up, planning to go get a beer first.
Last night...Can't remember...What happened? ...Did it happen?
Last night
"Hey Dean, your phone is blasting." Sam said holding the buzzing phone to Dean who was at the table drinking.
"Dean! You blacked out, I don't think drinking is what you should be doing." Sam said putting the phone down across from Dean where Sam sat.
"I'm fine, I just don't remember, maybe it a-" Dean took a drink, "Or something."
"Maybe it was a witch," Sam said bitch faced.
"No... She wasn't a monster or Demon... but almost inhuman in someways," Dean said.
"Well you better look at some text, the buzzing is bothering me." Sam said snatching Dean's beer and left.
"What the fuck Sam, whatever," Dean said to himself answering the texts.
"Screw it I'm not answering any of these... Bella, Meg, Garth... the list goes on to people who are fine on there own." Dean said getting another Beer.
Everyone's been calling like I've been gone for days
"Something's strange none from Cas, no texts or voice message. Oh well, he's probably busy," Dean said opening a bottle.
Dean was still really curious about what happened last night, as he finished fixing the crack of his car. He needed to know who she was... but started thinking even harder, was it a chick?
"Shit..." Dean thought about it, he never considered that, but a chick was still an option since he couldn't remember at all.
He needed to know though, he was in love with them. He wanted to find them and tell them he cared, and wanted them. He needed that... So hoping into the Impala backtracking his steps, to find something on this mystery person, who was all too familiar and yet too strange.
He went to the inn he woke up at, surprised that room service hadn't came yet. He looked for anything that might lead to the person, he sat down at the table putting his head down.
There's a note left on the table and all it says is "Thanks"
There was a note that hadn't been there before, saying "Thanks". It had been along day, the sky was now dark, just like Dean's disappointment in this note. He looked over at the bed, messing, obvious of the actions of the night before. He decided to lay down on the bed, somewhat of a heavy sleep possessed him. Lying down feeling under the pillow, feeling something that felt like a tie.
It's starting to get dark outside and I'm finally awake
He pulled it out from under the pillow, it was a blue inside out tie...
I'm feeling kind of guilty.
Is there something I can take?
Dean felt a deep hallow feeling in his stomach that felt like something he never felt before, and he still hadn't go of thinking he was in love. But feeling a mix of guilt if it was this certain angel, Dean had taken his "innocence". Taking a complementary bottle of champagne, wondering what to do next. Still uncertain and doubted it was this angel, but wasn't sure if it wasn't ether. With a chug he noticed his clothes scattered across the floor, getting up seeing them clearly.
There's lipstick on my collar.
Under his jeans and jacket was an all too familiar trench coat, Dean had taken another chug of champagne.
I'm piecing it together
"Son of a bitch, Dean..." Dean said to himself shaking his head. "Way to go, taking his purity, his virginity? Dame it keep it together for once..." He said falling to his knees seeing a scatter of pictures from the party under the bed. Picking up one, one of him and Cas kissing deeply.
Then I see a picture of me and you
"Fuck..." Dean said not realizing how half hard he got from looking at this. Not including the others about the rest of the night, including manifest bedroom scene.
From Last night...Can't remember?...What happened?...Where'd we go?
I woke up...This morning...Where's my car?...Where's my keys?
"Oh God..." Dean slightly moaned, slightly ashamed.
"Huh? Why isn't this feeling going away... I kinda like it..."
I feel my head's still spinning But I'm doing alright
"Cas... What the hell did we do last night?" Dean asked.
"Hello Dean..." answered a voice behind him.
"Cas," Dean said getting up turning towards Cas.
"Last night... I-" Cas was nervous.
"You what?" Dean asked holding a few pictures, keeping them none the less, but said it to harshly making Cas start fidgeting.
"I- we- we had an occasion..." Cas said hallow trying not feel human at this point, but it was to hard.
"I know..." Dean said solemnly.
"Are you upset by this?" Cas asked not making eye contact.
"No," Dean replied gently sitting down on the bed, holding his hand out.
Cause I think I just had the best night of my life
"Yes Dean?" Cas asked questioning this act.
Last night...Can't remember...What happened? ...Did it happen?
"Cas come here, take my hand..." Dean said and Cas did so.
Last night
"Castiel, I-I've never said this before, besides to my own family. And I'm fucking out of my mind for saying this, but... I'm in l-love with you..." Dean said feeling no confidence left. Cas stared down wide eyed, having no idea what to do next, frozen. Dean felt a cold shiver run down his spine, wanting Cas, accept him... All of him.
And did I get the chance to say that I wanted you to stay?
There's things I can't explain
"Dean... You don't mean that," Cas said pulling his hand away picking up his trench coat.
'Cause my brain don't work that way
"I do!" Dean said gripping onto Cas's arm. "I want you, I need you." Cas was worried about Dean freaking out about the whole situation and was prepared for the worst, not the best.
"Dean..." Cas said worried. Dean didn't know how to do this consciously, he pulled Cas into a kiss. Sweet, gentle, but begged Cas at this, he finally got accepted. Cas dropped the coat, still in kiss, putting one hand on Dean's chest the other curled into Dean's hair. Tongues clashing, teeth grinding, and slights moans. Cas pushed Dean down onto the bed, climbing on top of him, pulling at Dean's shirt that soon to be off.
Don't call this a one night stand, no, it wasn't planned
Dean started to take Cas's clothes off, not realizing Cas staring at the marks along Dean he left from the night before.
Wasn't in my head but I just wanna do it again
Gripping Dean down, grinding there groins together, gaining another moan.
"Cas..." Dean breathed heavily against Cas's neck, began to mark. Cas placed his hand on the hand print and Dean grind in pleasure. Cas cried out when Dean flipped them over, being on top and jerked slowing, sending shivers down their spines.
Wasn't in my head but I just wanna do it again
"More..." Cas breathed, Dean didn't care this was guy, it was Cas, he's special. Placing a hold around Cas's cock, and stroked it. "Dean..." Cas moaned breathless gripping Dean's hair.
And again and again just like
Last night...Can't remember?...What happened?...Where'd we go?
I woke up...This morning...Where's my car?...Where's my keys?Dean woke up in the morning, alone. A little sad about this but Cas was an angel who doesn't sleep, Dean knew that. He just wanted to tell Cas again he loved him...
Where's my clothes?...I feel my head's still spinning...But I'm doing alright
'Cause I think I just had the best night of my life
"I'll call him... maybe later though," Dean thought to himself, actually happy to have Cas. Well at least he thinks he does.
Last night...Can't remember...What happened? ...Did it happen?
Last night