This story was inspired by Rammstein's song called Wilder Wein.

If you like demon Dean read my other fics called: Chasing Your Shadow, Mine and I Wanna Do Bad Things With you.

Wilder Wein - vor deinem Schloss

Wilder Wein - ich bin bereit

Man meldet Ankunft - nur für den König

Gott steh mir bei - und öffne deine Tore

Wilder Wein - und ganz langsam

Wilder Wein - so warm und feucht

The chamber where Castiel is standing in front of a bed, naked and gloriously beautiful, is lit by hundreds of amber candles. His wings are unfurled, ethereal light and colors cascading from the soft feathers. The king has arrived to claim his prize. The prize which awaits him, lying on top of the crimson, velvet bed sheets. The prize, quivering in anticipation and need. And the name of the king's prize is Dean Winchester.

Wilder Wein - vor deinem Schoss

Wilder Wein - es steht geschrieben

Tief im Wasser - kreuzt man nicht

Doch meine Lust - verlacht die Flügel

Wilder Wein - wie eine Taube

Wilder Wein - so nass und heiß

Dean's breathing becomes heavier, more ragged when Castiel crawls up the bed, slowly and gracefully like a panther, hovering above its prey. The demon whimpers when the angel's hand traces a line down his neck, stopping at the furiously beating heart. This thing which they have had going on for hundreds of years doesn't seem to fade; on the contrary, the need and want get stronger, more powerful, and irresistible with each new meeting. Castiel's hand travels down to the burning, wet heat between his lover's parted thighs and the touch elicits a lewd moan from the demon, which is quickly kissed off by the luscious lips.

Wilder Wein - vor diesem Dunkel

Wilder Wein - von Licht geheilt

Es bleibt verborgen -

sonst könnten wir uns wehren

Ich warte auf dich - am Ende der Nacht

Wilder Wein - nur eine Traube

Wilder Wein - und bitter wie Schnee

They try to savor every second of their time together, as they both know that they will not be able to meet again for another hundred years. Just like every other time, Dean completely yields to Castiel's touches, holding on to the angel's shoulders, murmuring his beloved's name, moaning and crying out "Castiel" like a dying man's prayer, while the warrior of God laces their fingers together, and carefully, as if afraid of breaking him, sheathes inside of his lover. Dean's darkened soul reaches towards Castiel's grace, trying to wrap itself in it, comforted by its soothing warmth. Both the demon and the angel know how risky their forbidden love is. If they get caught, the punishment will be severe – decapitation. But for now they don't have to worry; they are safe in each other's arms. The demon makes one more loud moan and breaks under Castiel's weight, smashing their lips together. With a few more thrusts the angel joins his beloved in sweet delirium, burying his face into Dean's neck.

Ich warte auf dich - am Ende der Nacht

And Castiel knows that as long as they are careful, Dean will always wait for him in the night, once every hundred years.

Translation of the song:

Wild wine - before your castle

Wild wine - I am ready

They announce arrival - only for the king

God stand by me - and open your gates

Wild wine - and quite slowly

Wild wine - so warm and moist

Wild wine - before your lap

Wild wine - it has been written

Deep in the water - one doesn't cross

But my desire - ridicules the wings

Wild wine - like a dove

Wild wine - so wet and hot

Wild wine - before this darkness

Wild wine - healed by the light

It remains hidden -

otherwise we could defend ourselves

I wait for you - at the end of the night

Wild wine - only one grape

Wild wine - and bitter like snow

I wait for you - at the end of the night