This was originally meant to be just a cookie in my Cookies from the dark side story, but someone asked for another chapter so i did it. Hope you dont mind x3
Chapter 1 is rated K+ but chap 2 is very M, very Destiel, very Slash. But you are here so I think you already know this.
I'm terribly sorry for every mistakes i do but i'm not a native speaker and writing in English is hard x3
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Please enjoy,

Liz

PS: Story was updated at 2010.07.06. because I HAVE A BETA-READER! An awesome one, DiTab1, who does really great work with my fics. I mean, when i'm reading them, they sound like English... FINALLY! xD I can't thank you enough time :D

Enjoy the benefits

"Oh, look at that lucky bastard," Dean laughs as he overtakes a blue Ford with the Impala.

"What should I look at?" Castiel asks raising his eyebrows, looking into the Ford. "I do not see anything spectacular."

"Don't you think that the girl is not in the right position?" Dean asks with an ironic tone in his voice.

"You're right. But why is the girl's head in the driver's lap?"

"Dear God in Heaven..." Dean smiles. "The young lady is... well... givin' a blowjob."

"W-what? A blowjob? In a car?" Castiel cries out in surprise. "Isn't it dangerous?"

"It is. However, if it's given to a perfect driver, like me or that guy, than it's totally safe..."

"And why is it good for the woman?" Castiel's curiosity is evident in the question.

"It's not good for her. Only the driver enjoys the benefits. And it definitely has benefits... A lot.

"So it is of use to him if he is a good driver like you and the driver gets benefits as well. Does this actually help the driver?"

"Well, yeah, you could say so..." Dean answers slowly.

"Then maybe I should suck you down as well."

"Holy shit, Cas! What the fuck are you talkin' about?" shouts the older Winchester at the angel.

"You said it was good for you. You have been driving for five hours already and I can see you are tired. Maybe this would wake you up." Explains Castiel calmly.

"Fuck Cas!" Dean stops the car on the edge of the road and gets out. He slams the door and leans against the Chevy. Castiel follows him. He moves around the car to stand in front of him.

"What is the problem Dean?

"How can you ask what the problem is? Man, you just offered me a blowjob and you're askin' what the problem is?"

"What is wrong about offering you a ..."

"What!" He doesn't let him finish. "Dude, you're a man! You get blowjobs, you don't offer them."

"I do not really understand why this is a problem. If I would like to do it, and if the man I would do it to would be happy to be sucked by me, then where is the problem?"

"Happy? Me?" Dean frowns for a moment. "Where the hell did you get this!

"Well, maybe from your already hard dick. Maybe..." Castiel smirks at him. He puts his hands on both sides of Dean so the hunter cannot run away. Not even move. Nor speak...

"You have been this hard since I mentioned the blowjob for you." Says Castiel, still smirking. "I am not blind, Dean. And I still have my... What did you call it? Ahh, Angel-senses. I can feel you are aroused."

"I'm not aroused Cas. I'm fuckin' upset! I'm mad! And I feel three other things right now that I can't even name but I am not arou...

"You're not Dean?" Cas asks, holding his hard-as-steel dick in his hand. "Yeah, I can feel it..."

"Eat me..." Dean whispers angry.

"Yeah Dean... That's the plan." Comes the quick answer as Cas grabs his neck and kisses him on the mouth.