Chapter 1: Heat of the Moment

Dean sighed in frustration from the nights events so far. He and Sam had been working on a case earlier that day that seemed to be linked to the Staff of Moses. They got as far as they could into the case themselves before calling Castiel. Castiel upon hearing that they may have a lead on another piece of the Staff came at once. However it now appeared to be a false lead which meant they were just dealing with another possession case. What was frustrating about it was Dean couldn't find a way to keep Castiel from going back up to Heaven. It was selfish, he knew, to want to keep Castiel from fighting his war but he couldn't help it. He felt empty when the angel wasn't near him, it made him irritable and hard to be around for Sam. Which was why Sam had insisted they go to a bar. Which led to Dean slumped in a bar stool drinking a beer while Sam was across the room hitting on a woman.

Dean knew Sam was hoping he would find some random woman to take his mind off whatever was making him so unbearable. Dean also knew that it was hopeless. He wanted Castiel and a random woman he picked up in a bar just wouldn't suffice. He sighed again before finally having enough. He sent a quick text to Sam saying he was heading back to the motel room, paid for his beer, and walked quickly to the Impala. It was then that he finally noticed the light brown trench coat laying in the back seat. His heart started thumping harder as he filled with hope that the angel was back for some reason. Upon further inspection of the coat he saw that it was empty and realized that Castiel must have left it earlier. His fist came slamming down onto the top of the Impala as he groaned with frustration. Coming quickly to his senses he apologized to Baby and got in.

As he drove down the dimly lit highway he thought about what was really frustrating him. When was he going to be able to tell Castiel how he had felt for him for three years? For three year Dean had loved him; his goofy smile when he finally understood some human reference, the light that always shined in his bright blue eyes, his undeniable innocence, his determination to stop the injustice of his brothers, and most of all how he was so open with how he was feeling. Dean was so used to keeping his emotions in check, he had been doing it all his life. Never getting attached to anything besides the Impala and Sam, always acting like he was fearless even when he was scared out of his wits, and never allowing himself to completely love someone because in the end he knew he would have to leave them. But Castiel he didn't have the life he did. He didn't have to act fearless and he could afford to not put on a brave face when times were tough. Dean envied that but more so he felt the need to protect the angel from having that vulnerability stripped away. Dean knew he loved the angel, he just didn't know how to tell Castiel that.

He pulled into the parking lot of the motel with a lot on his mind. He parked the Impala in front of the room he and Sam had rented for the derange of the time it took to solve the case. After quick inspiration he grabbed the trench coat he was sure Castiel was missing and hunted down the room key. He found it in the blue depths of his back jean pocket. Unlocking the door he stepped inside hurriedly and shut the door locking it. Then he went to take a shower before continuing with the plan he now had in his head. If he was about to do what he wanted to then he also wanted to be clean and not smell of beer and sweat. His heart was beating erratically fraying his nerves. He hated to admit it to himself but he was nervous, perhaps more nervous than he'd ever been before in his life. None of it mattered though the only thing that mattered was his sudden hair brained scheme to reveal his feelings to Castiel. For the first time in years he was alone for the night, he wasn't completely absorbed in some life or death case, and he was tired of keeping it to himself.

Once his shower was complete he dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, even dabbing on a bit of Sam's cologne. Then he grabbed the trench coat and readied himself mentally for the next part. "Hey Cas get your angelic ass down here. I have something for ya." He called into the darkness. He heard the brief flutter of wings and smiled, Castiel always came when he called.

"Yes Dean what is it?" Castiel said his voice gravely as it raked over Dean's eardrums making him shudder a little before turning towards it. The sight of the angel without his trench coat was really unusual for Dean. Not a bad unusual, without the bulkiness of the coat the firm fit shape of Castiel was more on display. Dean had never been really attracted to a male before, aside from Dr. Sexy of course, but with Cas he didn't hesitate. His tousled ink black hair against his pale skin and bright blue eyes combined with his extreme innocence made Dean's heart flutter and his pants tighten.

"Man you left this filthy piece of crap in the Impala," he joked hoping Castiel knew he was actually rather fond of the trench coat.

"I apologize," Castiel said confused, "I did not realize it was dirty."

"No man it's not really dirty," Dean explained, "well maybe it is a little."

"Why did you say it was filthy?" Castiel asked still confused.

"It was joke."

"Oh," Castiel said still failing to understand the nature of the comment. "Is that why you called me?"

"No, I uh actually had something to tell you," Dean admitted nervously. He had never confessed his love for someone before so he had really no idea how to go about it. Castiel looked at him with his incredible blue eyes causing Dean to almost melt before he could get out his confession. "You know we've known each other for a long time and have been through hell and back, literally," He paused taking a calming breath, "and I feel that I can trust you more than anyone. I feel like you will always be there for me and that no matter what kind of crazy shit I do that you will be there to keep me on the right path." Dean took one more large deep breath before saying what he wanted to say for so long, "I guess what I'm trying to say is I love you Cas."

He waited eagerly for the angel's answer to his unspoken question or just a response in general. He waited for what seemed like forever before Castiel blinked tears out of his bright beautiful blue eyes full of patience and innocence. "Cas are you crying?" Dean asked concerned.

"I have wanted to hear those words," he cried happily, "It makes me very happy." Dean closed the little distance that was between them and took Castiel into arms.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner dumb ass," Dean laughed breathy. He pressed his cheek into the side of Castiel's inky black hair and inhaled the musky sweet scent he had come to associate with his angel. He smiled widely at the thought of it of Castiel being his angel.

"I don't see how insulting me is relevant," Castiel said once again confused by Dean's words.

"I wasn't being serious Cas," Dean laughed again his smile widening. Castiel smiled upon hearing this and happily buried his face into Dean's shoulder.

They stayed like that for an eternity or what seemed like it before Dean finally pulled away. "So what do we do now?" Castiel asked. He was unfamiliar with most human customs leaving him with no idea on what people did after confessing their feelings to one another.

Dean smiled mischievously not saying anything as he placed his hand under Castiel's chin to pull his face closer to his own. He lightly brushed his lips across the angel's marveling in the softness of them. He did it once more letting the tip of his tongue drag across Castiel's bottom lip causing him to gasp in pleasure. He continued to taunt the angel deepening the kiss ever so slightly with each teasing gesture until finally they were moving their mouths in sync fighting for dominance with their tongues. Dean finally won when he bit Cas's bottom lip causing him to moan loudly. Surprised that he had gotten such a response out of Cas he became frantic trying to get it again. His hands greedily roamed over Castiel's toned body. He slid his hand down to Castiel's firm round ass and groped it lightly making Castiel gasp but it wasn't the response he was looking for. He wanted more. He wanted to make his angel scream his name with pleasure as he showed him how much he loved him.

He backed them up until Castiel was wedged firmly between the wall of the room and his own erection. He became slower with his kissing moving his mouth more determinedly against Cas's. He let his hands roam once again but slower lingering in places where Cas's skin was exposed. When he got to his shirt he quickly undid the buttons and pulled it off. He then let his mouth trail ever so slowly down Cas's chin following the line of his jaw down to his neck. He lingered there gently sucking no doubt leaving Castiel with a small hickey. He resumed his journey downwards until he was at Cas's nipple. He quickly sucked it into his mouth once again exciting a gasp from Cas.

Still determined to get a better response he began to flick his tongue back and forth across the nipple. Slowly at first then picking up speed as the angel began to writhe against him. He continued to torture Castiel by grinding his crotch against his leg as he moved his oral assault to the other nipple. His torment didn't stop there. He let his right hand slowly trail down Castiel's chest over his firm stomach to the top of his pants. Before his exceptionally happy victim could wonder what he was going to do the undid the fasten on the pants and pushed them off as much as he could with his hand then the rest of the way with his foot. His hand immediately went to the tent in Castiel's boxers. He had never been with another man before but he knew what he enjoyed and hoped it would work the same. He sensually massaged the tent rubbing his palm on the underside finally getting the moan he had been trying so hard to get. He became frantic again abandoning his assault on Castiel's nipple to pant into his ear. "Damn Cas you're so hot," he groaned hoarsely, "look at what you're doing to me." He grabbed Castiel's hand and brought it to his jeans.

Castiel looked down at his hand curiously where it rest against the front of Dean's jeans. He had the sudden urge to squeeze his hand gently around Dean's hardness. He did so timidly not sure if he was doing it right. He was greeted by a gasp from Dean encouraging him to continue. He rubbed his hand along the length as much as he could with it being compressed in the jeans. He could feel it strain and knew it must be painful for Dean. Without second thought he unbuttoned the hunter's jeans and pushed them down like Dean had done his own. Castiel was happily surprised to find that Dean did not have on anything underneath the jeans. He once again grabbed Dean's cock and gently squeezed it in his palm. He reveled in the smoothness and the softness of it really liking the feel of it in his hand. Dean shivered against him as he continued to run his hand along his length. Seeing that he was not injuring Dean with his squeezing he began to do so harder. As he squeezed he began to move his hand up and down Dean's length. Whether it was pure instinct or something he had seen before Castiel didn't know. What he did know was that it was making Dean shake and moan with ecstasy and he liked it. He liked having this power over Dean. He liked being able to make the hunter fall to his knees with bliss. He liked it all and he decided he now wanted more.

Before even he understood what was happening he firmly pushed Dean away from him and towards one of the two beds in the room. If Dean minded having the dominate hand switch he didn't show it. Once Dean's heels touched the end of the bed Cas removed his hand from where it lay on his toned firm abs. He quickly stripped himself and the hunter of their remaining clothes. He took Dean into his arms for a quick embrace just enjoying the feel of their naked flesh against each other. Then he gave Dean one hard shove onto the bed. Dean didn't have long to be surprised by Castiel's sudden dominance before his body was covered by the angel's on the bed. Cas crushed his his lips to Dean's with a sudden hunger. He was suddenly so hungry, not for food like he was when they faced Famine, but to be close to Dean, to make him feel the pleasure he felt from being loved, to make him happy like he was now happy. He kissed Dean with this hunger; agonizingly slow, sweet, and deep. They both moaned enjoying the sensation of being together.

Castiel began moving his hips against Deans their cocks rubbing together sensually. The friction and feel of Dean's cock against his own began to drive him crazy. He didn't know how much longer he could take of this before his feelings inside burst out of him. He didn't know how to tell when they were done but he knew that he was close to whatever it was. He closed his eyes and moaned grinding his hips into Dean's faster and faster. Then it was over and he was suddenly pinned beneath Dean.

"You should never let your guard down around a hunter," Dean teased. He kissed Cas's jaw quickly then flipped him over onto his stomach. Castiel was too surprised to object not that he'd want to anyway. Dean ran his hands over the almost perfect shape of Cas's ass squeezing and clawing gently at it as he did.

"Mmmm Dean," Castiel moaned. Suddenly a sharp stinging pain came across Castiel's ass. He cried out in first pain, then pleasure.

"Hush," Dean ordered with a smile.

"But Dean," Castiel protested.

"I said Hush!" Dean said his hand coming down on his ass with a sharp smack. Castiel quieted except for the breathless whimpers as Dean continued to abuse his ass. He was enjoying it all too much to object or complain about how tender it was becoming anyway.

"I'm going to fuck you now," Dean whispered in Cas's ear finally stopping his assault. When Cas didn't object he reached into his bag beside the bed to grab the bottle of lube he kept there just in case he got lucky and needed it, and Dean Winchester always got lucky when he wanted to. He squirted some onto his finger tips and stared at Castiel's ass intently. He was going to cross a line which he had never even been close to before. He was ready though, he was ready to take that step with his angel.

He spread Cas's ass cheeks a little with his non-lubed to allow him access to his hole. He spread the lube onto Cas's hole and a little on himself. He slipped his cock in between Cas's ass cheeks getting everything nice and lubed while prolonging the suspense for the moment they were both waiting for. Finally he couldn't wait any longer. He had to have Castiel, he had to consummate his love for him, he had to have him and that was that.

"Are you ready Cas?" Dean moaned.

"Yes, oh please Dean fill me up," he moaned back lifting himself to allow Dean more access to his hole.

Dean could have said something but he no longer had words. He was purely driven by his need to fill Cas and nothing else. "Okay Cas here I come!" Dean and Castiel both screamed as Dean thrust into the angel...

"It was the heat of the moment, showing you what your heart meant. It was the heat of the moment shown in your eyes." The alarm blared loudly waking Dean.

Hi guys. Sorry for not having this note earlier when I first published this story. I know it seems like mostly smut but I promise you that is not what this story is entirely about. This was just Dean's dream (we all know how Dean can be). With that being said I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and I look forward to writing more for y'all. Please leave comments, let me know what you liked or didn't like or what you think I should improve on. Thanks! Have a nice and safe day.