Dean entered the Men of Letters bunker with an arm full of groceries. Humming a tune that Cas had heard in the impala many times though he could name it. He watched as Dean saunters down the steps and put the bags down at the table where he sat.
"Where's everyone?" he asked
"Sam went to get some stuff for a spell and you're Mum wanted to get Jack some new clothes" Cas explained
"So we alone?" Dean said with a suggestive eyebrow waggle
"Yes" Cas giggled pushed aside his books and stood
Dean grinned as he closed in on Cas hands brushing against his shoulders before cupping his face and kissing him. Cas gripped his waist as the kiss deepens, becoming more heated.
Cas pulled back gasping and gently pushed Dean away from his body until they had enough space so he could slide Dean's leather jacket off, the hunter chuckled before helping him. The jacket was tossed on the table, revealing a denim shirt.
Cas tangled his fingers along the hem of it, pulling the hunter back into a kiss. They kept this up heatedly (but awkwardly) stumbling into the corridor by Deans room. Cas twisted and pushed Dean up against the wall. The shirt buttons were popped off and the damaged shirt was discarded to reveal a plaid shirt.
Cas frowned for a moment but Dean grinded against him bringing his attention back to him. They fumbled into the room Dean was picked up and placed on the bed; Cas shed his own coat, jacket and tie. He crowded the space between Dean's legs, leaning down kissing his neck, hands pushing up and under his shirt; he was sure he felt some skin. The plaid shirt was slowly unbuttoned this time, when it finally was peeled it revealed a dark grey t-shirt.
Cas let out a grunt of frustration and looked down on his lover.
"Do you have to wear so many clothes?" He asked
"Could ask the same of you" Dean replied with a throaty chuckle
Cas glared at him and ripped the grey material, pulling it off the man. Underneath there was a thermal vest.
"Dean" Cas growled with impatience "is all these layers necessary?"
Dean burst out laughing
"Well got to make work for it Cas!" he said still laughing, stopping when he saw the angels expression
"You should see what I've got under my jeans" he added
And Cas did, eventual.