Reader trying to comprehend: So in this world Cas and Dean are already together?

Me: Yeah.

RTC: and Cas is no longer human but a fallen angle because of extenuating circumstance that you might address in a fan fiction if this one goes ok?

Me: Yeah.

RTC: And Dean, Cas and Sam all live together in a house with a big tub

Me: Yeaaahhh…

RTC: Fuck yeah! You had me at tub!

Dean comes home.

And it is weird to think he has a home.

After all the big bad angel stuff they just dealt with and all the shit that they have been through Cas thought that he needed a home. He felt they should all have a home.

Cas, while no longer really human, is pretty "needy" sometimes.

He now, though Dean's encouragement has things that he wants to try and feel and make. Don't get Dean wrong he enjoys it in bed. Sometimes though it gets ….well less then manly.

So Dean is home.

He was investigating some werewolf activity in the town over, took care of it pretty easy.

And by easy we really men covered in blood and bruises, sweat that bursts from your skin as your life flashes before your eyes. But that is another story, this story involves a tub.

And Dean makes his way to the bathroom, fully intent on enjoying a shower…

As he opens the door he is greeted by the sight of Cas, lounging, No soaking in bubbles. Cas is taking a fucking bubble bath!

"Cas man what are you doing!"

"Taking a bath dean" he says this completely at ease and a bit confused by Dean's belligerence.

Dean closes his eyes in a way he usually does when confronted by something he doesn't quite understand.

"Cas taking bubble baths… is …is not for guys."

"You say that about everything I like."

Flashback

2 weeks: Cas gets out of the shower with shaving cream still on. "Dean, I cut myself shaving." Dean comes in a sees Cas with a Venus razor and a half shaved leg.

"What are you doing?"

"Shaving my legs."

"Cas, guys don't shave their legs."

"you didn't complain last night."

3 weeks: Dean walks in to find Cas using a face scrub. "What is that shit on your face?"

"It's good for my pores."

1 week: Walks into the kitchen to find Cas singing "if you like pina coladas," while making some purple drink with little umbrellas in it.

End Flashback

Ok that purple drink was good, and Cas can rock shaved legs, and that is a regrettably enjoyable song, But that face scrub smelt like the cheap strawberry candy that you never buy but somehow always shows up in your house. Just no…

Is that bath and body works twilight woods bubble bath?

"Melinda said this was a wonderful way to relax." Cas said reading he mind. Melinda the nice lady at the store who bore all of Cas's questions and never tried to up sale. Cas was pretty sure she knew what she was talking about when it came to bubble baths and she wanted nothing more than to share the joy. Especially the way they twist and fall all around Cas, relaxing all of his muscles.

Suddenly Dean takes Cas out of his reprieve, "Cas it's just … not really something ..." and he didin't know how to explain it.

"you say that a lot lately. First you are all about free will and making decision and you criticize everything I try. Which is how I spent my entire existence under orders or stipulations. You convinced me to rebel and find new ways! Do I not make you happy anymore?" Cas got a bit emotional there.

"What the fuck?" that came out of nowhere

Poor Dean looked completely lost.

"Well" explains Cas "it's just we have been together for 8 months and that is about the longest relationship you have ever had."

Dean had to think quickly or be honest, he could field strip a dear, kill an werewolf, make lasagna, and stop the apocalypse, but this was really hard.

But Cas looked sad, and a bit regretful of what he said. He is not human, per say, but he seems to like or be unable to stop emotions. Emotions that he has not had to deal with since… ever. They are confusing, and Cas being Cas has no sensor for these matters. He is a man of action.

"Scoot over" and damn it he knows he just saw a slight smirk on Cas's face.

Dean slowly talks his clothes off, they are filthy he is filthy. Cas makes room. Dean is home.

Turns out Cas makes plans. He was a skilled warrior of the Lord as he once said. At the end of the day he can strategize. Turns out Cas has some purple shit all fixed up with little umbrellas, and they are strong.

About 15 mins later and about 3 of those things plus a little warm up for the water and Dean is good, clean, and a bit tipsy.

The tub is bit, almost like a little hot tub with some jets on the sides. It is a beautiful thing, and Cas basically wheedled and magic-ed the thing into the house. Dean is really happy about it now.

Cas had a plan. The best kind that involves sex.

Dean finds himself on Cas's lap. "if you like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain…" singing and God Cas feels so good all strong and well smooth behind him.

Dean forgets sometimes that Cas can is super strong, and a mythological being able to move objects with his mind, and peak into Dean's. He is having impure thoughts; hands on his thighs, lips on his neck, and Cas's dick buried in his, oh shit… those are not just thoughts. "Reading my mind Cas, that's cheating."

"I am making your dreams come true."

They both burst into laughter, Cas is getting good at humor.

But Dean has to concentrate a bit when Cas's fingers start to scissor him open, a little bit at a time, moving just the way he likes.

"oh shit Cas." Cas loved it when Dean let go. He starts moving his hips

Cas sucks a bruise onto his neck. A little teeth and Dean moans. Cas moves his fingers to his nipple and hot damn, Dean is more than ready.

"come on Cas, fuck me."

Dean turns around the holds onto the tub with his hands, bends a bit so Cas can get a good angle. Cas slides in oh so slowly, he like to tease sometimes.

Water sloshes over the side as they rock a steady rhythm moving them into and out of each other. Dean grips onto the sides, moaning like he can't get enough.

"come on Cas fuck me harder, you know what I like."

Cas moves only a little bit more, still playing; really enjoying the show of tipsy Dean bent over for him. When he starts to speed up Dean is close. He feels full; the stretch burns but makes him feel whole.

Soon Cas is fucking in earnest, water is slushing over the sides, moans escaping the room from both men.

"harder"

"faster"

"yes, oh god Cas more."

Cas reaches around and starts to pump Dean.

"come for me Cas, come inside me baby."

They come together moaning each other's name.

Dean lays on Cas in the half full tub, sated and spent. Everything is nice, Dean is home, Cas has a plan.

Cas looks over at Dean, with the God Damn smerk.

"Dean would you like to use my face scrub."