Chapter One: Cas

Rain poured down from the heavily clouded, gray sky. His empty blue eyes traveled the cracks in the sidewalk he walked calmly down. A few smiling children passed by the dark haired man in a trench coat and stared curiously at his strange appearance before heading into See's Candy Store.

An intense itch to feel something, anything in his cold angelic heart, suddenly grew and he picked up his pace, his hands balled into fists.

When the building finally came into view, he straitened his hands out and tuned his head to look at his image in the reflection of a clothing store window. The man that stared back was exceptionally attractive but had an eerily desolate look in his pale, blue eyes. Tearing his gaze away, he walked the last few steps to the building with the bright neon sign that read, "Outer Limits."

He wrapped his hand around the cold metal door handle and pulled, greeted by the smell of alcohol, perfume, and sex. People sat at tables drinking and some just watching the waitresses and waiters in their little outfits that showed every contour of their bodies. Some people mingled by the stage and watched the dancers, occasionally tossing money. Both men and women were dancing seductively, slide their groins across poles, shaking their asses and running their hands along their bodies.

Castiel sat down alone at a table and assessed the men on the stage, trying to find the right whore to take home and have his way with. A red haired woman in a nurse's outfit eyed him like he was drizzled in chocolate and began to make her way over, only to be stopped by a dainty blond who happened to be the bartender.

"I wouldn't even both with that one. He's great eye candy, but he won't even acknowledge you. He swings the other way, or at least that's what I assume 'since he only ever leaves with men."

The red-head glanced at him disappointedly and thanked Anne quickly before heading away to the other side of the bar.

Anne sat down by Castiel and tapped her fingers against the wood of the tables "Well? Aren't you gonna thank me? That's one less horny bitch you have to deal with."

His pale blue eyes didn't leave the man one stage who was rubbing himself through his golden thong and sliding down a pole. Castiel tipped his head a tiny bit and then stood abruptly, leaving Anne to sigh exasperatedly and go take a shot before returning to making drinks.

He wandered over to the man and signaled him down with the curl of his finger. The man stepped down the stairs to Cas and ducked his head so Cas could whisper in his ear. The man flicked his feather golder hair and smiled at Castiel before lacing his hand though Cas's. The whore let Cas lead him out the door.