[I do not own any of these characters or the show Supernatural]
[Dean is in the abandoned house featured in the 4th (or 5th ) season Sam is asleep in the next room.]
Dean POV
Dean had been sitting in the kitchen thinking about where his life of a nomad had taken him. There were no constants with him aside from
the Impala, Sam, Bobby, and... His thoughts had strayed to Castiel. His glorious blue eyes and their penetrating stare, his broad shoulders,
and that expression of innocent naiveté he wore like a second skin. Dean knew there could never be anything between them but still that
idea alone couldn't cover up his feelings. He senses the connection between them every time they meet. He knows that Castiel must feel
something in return, If only there was some way he could ask him…
As if he could feel Dean silently summoning him Castiel appeared.
"I would have called but the voice told me I was out of minutes…" Castiel said looking at his phone.
Dean had to know if his feelings were just in his head or if there was really something there.
Castiel saw the determined expression on his face.
"Is something the matter Dean?" Castiel asked.
Hearing his name come from those lips could have caused Dean to jump out of his chair at the angel in front of him. But he decided that
the right way to go about this was slowly. Calmly Dean stood up and walked toward Castiel. " No, I'm just peachy." Dean replied.
He was getting closer to Castiel
"Was there something you needed? I thought I felt you summon me." Said Castiel
If he only knew what Dean needed right now.
"Yeah actually, Cas there was."
He was almost to the point of being uncomfortably close, not that Castiel would notice he was still kind of new at the "personal space" thing.
"I need to ask you something…" Said Dean.
He was now so close he could smell the outside air on Castiel's clothing. Before Dean could get the words out he was there, right in front
of Castiel, Dean met those deep blue eyes set his hands on both sides of Castiel's face and kissed him. Dean felt as though he might
spontaneously combust. Their lips crashed together into a world unknown to both of them but after a few seconds Castiel pulled away.
He looked away from Dean.
"No, we can't do this Dean it's wrong."
Again the sound of his name nearly set him off.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me that you haven't been feeling this and wanting this as much as I have." said Dean, with a pleading look on his face.
Castiel turned his face to look at Dean. His eyes met Dean's eyes and then his lips.
Dean saw this small motion and a smile crept across his face. He knew he had won.
He leaned his face into Castiel's collarbone and began to trail short soft kisses up his neck .
Dean heard Cas gasp softly and felt his pulse quickening in his throat.
"We…we can't…" Castiel said through short heated breaths
Dean had his hand gripped at the nape of Castiel's neck. He ran his tongue along Cas's earlobe and Castiel groaned from what Dean
knew was pleasure. Dean felt Cas begin to harden against his thigh.
"Your downstairs seems to disagree." Dean whispered which just got the angel more excited.
Dean took the hand that was on Cas's face and trailed his fingers down Cas's chest then to his stomach then to his belt. He slid his
fingers in between the pants material and his stomach to un-tuck his shirt then began to un-button it. Castiel wasn't fighting the inevitable any longer.
He began to kiss Dean. Gently at first then as the fumbling of buttons turned into the shedding of clothing the kiss intensified into a deep
hunger for one another. He bit Dean's lip and In his impatient lust Dean grabbed Castiel and pushed him against the kitchen table. Dean
cleared the table in one sweep of his arm and kissed Cas down his chest where he ran his thumb over Cas's nipple then began to suck
on it and nibble it softly. This action caused Castiel to moan deeply in response. Dean then trailed kisses down Cas' Torso until he was
on his knees in front of the angel. Castiel's knuckles were white against the table. Dean unbuckled Castiel's belt then started to unzip his
pants. Just as he was doing this Castiel leaned down and breathlessly said, "We will continue at another time." then disappeared.
Dean looked around in confusion and before he could call out to Cas Sam walked in.
"Dude, what are you doing on your knees?"
Quickly Dean stood up.
" I.. I.. dropped s..something, go away I'm not doing anything strange."
"O..k.. you sick or something? Your face is kind of flushed." Sam replied
Dean turned around in embarrassment
"Umm maybe… Just leave me alone ok."
"Whatever." said Sam and left the room.
Dean felt accomplished but still a tad bit embarrassed, but at least he would get to finish what he started with Cas. Now he knew his feeling was right.
