The first kiss was timid and awkward.
Cas didn't know what he was doing exactly but Dean was patient.
The second kiss was softer. The smacking of their lips made the two chuckle nervously.
But the third was stronger and the fourth was far more confident.
The fifth kiss was long and drawn out…with the slick of their tongues meeting. So warm that it made Castiel's eyes roll back. Dean smiled holding his beloved's trembling hands.
With light laughter their private liaison continued. There was no rush. No fear. Just touching, kissing while discovering the soft blemishes in their skin.