Sam doesn't know how long they've been doing this. He doesn't question it because questioning makes way to thinking. And Sam doesn't want to think about it he just wants to enjoy it. The luxury of pleasure and comfort is so scarce when you live the life he does, so he doesn't question he doesn't ask he simply acts. He waits for Castiel to arrive in a flutter of invisible wings and the moment he does he's on the angel running large hands over that lithe body and undressing him in record time. Getting the celestial being onto his hands and knees and fucking him to his hearts content. Going rough, hard and fast because he knows Cas can take it. Knows Cas loves it this way.

Sam thrusts, his knees burning against the rumpled bed covers. The force behind his movement's push Cas forward, the angel's hand comes up as he slams it against the headboard as he tries to level himself. He bows his head and gasps, pressing himself back into Sam. The section where their bodies connect slapping together obscenely. Taking one hand away from Castiel's hip Sam grabs his hair and pulls, forcing Cas to arch his back and take Sam in deeper. Always deeper.

Cas's head shoots up and his eyes widen.

"No." The angel growls out his voice almost breaking through to a whine as he looks towards the motel door.

Sam suddenly worried removes his hand from Cas's hair and slows his thrusts, his hips faltering when all he wants to do is pound into Castiel.

"Cas?" Sam asks as he wet's his lips with his tongue, his palm smoothing out between the angel's tensed shoulder blades.

Sam hears a car door slam shut before there are thunderously loud steps heading straight for his room. He hears Dean's whistle and his heart freezes in his chest. God if Dean finds him like this finds him and Cas like this he'd kill them.

"Sam." Cas breathes as he pushes back against Sam and the hunter gawps because Cas cant seriously think Sam's going to carry on fucking him when his brother is about to burst through the door.

"Sam!" Cas says again this time more forcefully before he looks over his shoulder and scowls at the brunette.

"Oh." Sam gets it and with a heated blush to his cheeks he quickly pulls out of Cas only to have a lapful of angel a moment later and two fingers to his forehead.

Blinking away the haze of the too quick travel Sam barely has time to gasp before he's on his back. Cas sinks down onto his erection, his hands splayed on either side of Sam's head as he starts moving his hips in the most sinful of ways. And it's so damn beautiful so beautiful the way Cas whimpers like he's stuck between pain and pleasure the way he leans down to mouth Sam's chest, catches a nipple between his teeth and tugs so sharply that Sam growls and pulls his head away, moves it to his lips instead where he kisses him.

Sam shifts his hips brushes his leaking penis against Cas's prostate and the angel relaxes against him too close yet too far away from his orgasm. Sam pulls Cas further down his arms tightly wrapped around the angels shoulders forcing their chests together, Cas's rock hard erection trapped between them both. Castiel's arms wound around Sam's neck as he buries his face into it, his whole body rolling against Sam's as he attempts to push them that little bit further.

Sam grits his teeth together as he comes, his body sinking down as heat rushes out of him and into Castiel. Cas follows soon after a litany of Sam Sam Sam Sam Sam falling from his parted lips. The words no more than a breathy exhalation.

"Fuck Cas... Fuck." Sam can barely say anything else can barely think of anything else besides that was one of the best orgasms he's ever had. His toes are tingling his skin is on fire and his cock is pulsing like crazy. Yeah definitely one of the best.

Cas pulls away gently to look at Sam his eyes half closed and a small quirk on his lips. He rubs their noses together as he sighs contently and Sam can't help himself he kisses Cas pours all of his remaining energy into the kiss. Cause Cas is fucking amazing and Sam doesn't particularly know how to say it but he can show it. Their lips part with a soft whisper of skin and Castiel rolls off and to the side of Sam. It's only then that the hunter looks around him.

They're in a dilapidated house, the walls grey and ripped open revealing plaster beneath. Their on a too springy mattress, the houses windows are surrounded by rotting wood and the glass has been smashed out of most of them.

"Where are we?" Sam asks as he inclines his head to the side to look at his angel.

Cas's eyes remain closed as he answers.

"Montana."

Sam's eyes widen for a moment before he shakes his head affectionately. He falls back onto the bed with a huff of breath, stretching long and slow.

A shift on the bed and the detectable loss of weight makes him frown. He looks over to see Cas reaching for his clothes, Sam's are there too. The hunter doesn't ask how they got here; instead he wants to know where Cas is going so he asks exactly that.

"There is much I must do, Heaven still needs me." Cas reminds though his voice is quieter than normal closed off as if he's hoping Sam won't ask him anymore on the situation. Sam can't deny him, so he doesn't ask. He simply inclines his arm outward and gives Cas a pointed look. "Heaven can wait for a couple more minutes." He voices and waits because he knows Cas will come, knows Cas will curl so tightly into his side, wrap his legs around Sam and rest his cheek on his chest, right over Sam's heart.

Cas is a luxury and pleasure Sam has. The only one he has it seems at times. He knows it can't last forever, there's always something threatening them always something that wants their heads on sticks. But right now he has Cas, he has this small luxury. And luxury is so rare in a hunter's life Sam doesn't think about it anymore he acts. He reaches over and pulls Cas's overcoat over them, feeling Goosebumps ride over his body as Cas's fingers run over his nipple.