"What was it like?" Castiel mumbled looking out the window. "The future?"
Dean poured a glass of whisky and slid the bottle across the table over to Cas. Bobby's kitchen was silent, except for the soft sound of rain hitting the window, everyone else was asleep. Dean came down for a drink to clear his head only to find Castiel sitting at the table looking troubled. "It was Hell."
Castiel seemed to consider this, though Dean realized the comparison was lacking. They both knew hell was worse. It got quiet then, Castiel had poured himself a glass though he didn't drink from it. Dean downed three shots while Castiel just stared out the window and swirled the amber liquid till it almost spilled over the edge. "What was I like?"
"So oldies Dean, how do you like our humble abode." Cas grinned motioning to the dirty shack Dean would one day find himself living in. Cas flopped down on the bed reached into his jeans pocket to pull out an orange pill bottle.
"Don't." Dean snapped "put those away Castiel."
"Castiel," his grin grew wider "no one calls me Castiel anymore."
"What happened to you? You used to be so-"
"Prudish?" Cas snorted "please old Dean, its 2014. You have no idea how fun the new me is." Cas gave him a sly grin and tossed Dean the bottle. Dean dropped them in the trash but Cas only shrugged, its not like he didn't have more. The door slammed open and the 2014 Dean walked in, he paused seeing the other two in his room uninvited. "Ah! Our fearless leader returns, how was the pillaging?"
"What's he doing here?" He gutted his thumb towards his younger self and ignored Cas's question.
"You told me to watch him."
"Watch him somewhere else. I have things to do and I don't want to be bothered by you two." He kicked of his boots but Cas made no move to get of the bed just looked at Dean with a lopsided grin.
"You know I've been thinking," he started stretching himself over the bed. "Its going to be weird with the two of you both being Dean. So I think I'm gonna call you the warden, since you're such a slave driver."
"Fuck you Cas." He growled flipping him off. Cas laughed which only made Deans glare deepen.
"I uh should go maybe." Dean turned towards the door but stopped when the two yelled in unison,
"No!" Cas jumped off the bed and Warden Dean slammed his hand on the door.
"Wow, okay, guess I'll stay."
"Sorry kiddo, you don't know how things work around here, gotta stay inside or with me." Cas put his arm around Dean's shoulder but was pushed aside by a glaring warden Dean. "Geesh sorry just trying to show you the ropes warden."
"I don't know why I thought the best person to watch him was some drugged up whore." Cas's smile dropped and for a moment something flashed in his eyes but it was quickly replaced with another grin. Dean was beyond confussed it was almost like him and Castiel had switched places, Cas was goofy and fun loving while his future self had some sort of stick up his ass. "Get out, we'll talk later."
Cas gave a mock salute to the 'warden' and pushed Dean out the door. "What a dick. Real pain in the ass." Cas burst out laughing like he just made some hilarious joke, some people over by the picnic table turn and look at them, one gave a disgusted look at the pair. Cas ignored them and pushed Dean into some sort of meeting place and promptly shut the door behind him. He motioned for Dean to take a seat while he made his way to an old dusty cupboard. He pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and a dirty glass; walking back to Dean he filled the glass and handed it to him. Dean hesitantly downed the shot while Cas stood in front of him brought the bottle to his lips and he grinned momentarily before drinking.
"Uh Cas..." Dean mumbled noticing his close proximity, that and the fact his crotch was at Dean's eye level. "Kind getting an eye full right now."
"My apologizes." Cas chuckled but didn't step away. "So Dean, how do you like the new and improved Castiel?" He dropped down to the ground kneeling between Dean's legs.
"Cas what are you-"
"'Cause let me tell you," he whispered resting his hands on Dean's knees. "I always like old you better." Cas rubbed his hands up Dean's thighs. Dean froze unsure of what was happening, unsure of how to react. Cas stared up at him smirking, a mischievous glint in his eyes as hands worked their way higher and higher. He was so incredibly different from the Castiel he knew, he was so human that Dean wondered if there was any angel left in him at all. Deep down Dean knew what was happening, though most of him denied it unwilling to believe his angel had fallen so far. He tried to picture Castiel, socially awkward wearing the familiar trench coat with his head tilted to the side in confusion, in the same position the drugged out Cas was in now. The image sent all his blood rushing downwards and Cas took the swelling in Deans pants as a go ahead. Cas grabbed his belt buckles but Dean's hands clamped onto his wrists.
"Wait." He groaned. His pants had never felt tighter and when he looked into Cas's eyes, holding an annoyed looked but still the spectacular blue he remembered, he almost forgot he wasn't in his time anymore.
"Tell me to stop." Cas said softly but Dean didn't answer, he swallowed hard totally clueless as to what one usually does in this situation. When Dean's grip on Cas wrists loosened, Cas yanked down Dean's zipper and reached into his boxers. Dean's whole body stiffened when he felt Cas grab hold of him. When Cas pulled his hard cock out into the cold night air Dean briefly considered telling him to stop, but before he could do anything he felt Cas slid his tongue along the underside of his shaft.
"Fuck." He swore digging his nails into Cas's shoulder. The former angel grinned up at him, never breaking eye contact as he slid his lips down Dean's stiff cock. Cas's tongue circled his head and gently sucked till Dean saw stars.
"Dean, are you in here?" The wood of the hallway creaked beneath the approaching intruders footsteps. Cas quickly pulled away and wiped his mouth with his already dirty sleeve. Dean stumbled to shove himself back into his pants, Cas barely had time to throw a pillow at Dean to cover the bulge in his pants before the door swung open. In wandered a blonde girl he had seen in Cas room earlier, she looked at the two strangely like she was surprised to see them together. "What are you doing here Cas?"
"Ah, Cassidy! And how are you this fine evening?" Cas rushed over stopping Cassidy from coming any closer then a few steps. He put his arm around his shoulder and began forcing her to turn back to the door.
"It's 8 o'clock Cas, Dean and I-"
"Oh yes I'm sure you have plenty to discuss tonight. You can see though we're having a rather stimulating conversation right now."
"Stimulating huh?" Cassidy pushed Cas off her and eyed Dean warily. "Well then maybe my conversation can wait. After all I'm sure I can put of tonight's chores till tomorrow."
"Oh no I know how you love your chores little Cassidy." Cas grabbed her hands and started tugging her back to the door. "I know you love to get your hands dirty so tell you what, how about you go freshen up and meet Dean in his cabin in ten minutes." Cas reached into his pocket and pulled out a mini sized tube of toothpaste, gently laying it in Cassidy's hands.
"Fine, ten minutes." She pointed a finger sharply at the still out of breath men across the room. "Be there or I get the night off. And Cas stop stealing from Chuck's supplies you know he obsessively counts everything." The blonde slammed the door behind her leaving the two in silence. Cas yawned and stretched, walking over to Dean he grabbed the open bottle of Jack and downed the rest in one gulp.
"Well I'm beat." He scratched his head and started for the door. "I have a mattress on my cabin floor you're welcomed to use." Cas reached into a drawer by the exit and pulled out another pill bottle. One of the dozens he had hidden over the camp.
"What?" Dean almost gasped as Cas struggled with the bottle's child proof cap. "You're not going to…"
"I'm not going to what?" He grinned finally ripping the cap of and dumping several tiny pink pills into his mouth. Dean suddenly had an urge to grab the drugged angel and shake him till he finished what he stared. Instead he decided to wait till his 'friend' settled down and follow Cas back to the probably crappy floor mattress.
Authors note: So I've never written supernatural before but I've had this idea in my head for a while now. I've also never actually written anything M rated, and compared to most M rated supernatural fics this was pretty tame, but I still found it really awkward to write sooooo hopefully you don't all hate it. I'm not planning on ending this here I'd like to add more chapters since I have a whole plot lined out but I need to update some of my other stories.