"Shut up, Cas. Dr. Sexy is on"

"I didn t say anything."

"And THAT isn t anything?"

"Dean, you re annoying."

"SHHHH! Here he comes."

A conversation like this was normal for every Monday night when was on TV. Personally, Castiel thought the show was rubbish. He would choose The Pizzaman & The Babysitter over this melodrama any day.

Aaahh.. Doctor please Doctor sexy.

Castiel stared at the screen. Apparently, just sexied one of the nurse again in the elevator again. Castiel could not be more bored, so he took his eyes off the TV and turned to his companion instead. Dean, on the other hand, did not even blink. He licked his lips, swallowed, and unconsciously adjusted his sitting position. It s an automatic body response of saying I m turned on. Castiel narrowed his eyes and turned to watch the TV again just in time to see the upper parts of and the nurse moved together in a rhythm. Castiel did not understand how Dean could fell for such a cheap imitation. He eyed Dean who paid no attention to anything else other than the action in the box.

A surge of jealousy and annoyance erupted in Castiel s brain. Without giving any thought, Castiel reached for Dean s crotch and grabbed Dean s half-hard cock in his hand.

"WHAT?" They both exclaimed at the same time. Dean almost jumped from his seat if not for Castiel s hand holding mini-Dean.

"Not now, Cas!" Dean gestured to the screen, pointing out that he s watching the show.

"Don t. Not now . Me." Castiel growled and all light in the room flickered at once. Dean s eyes darted around the room.

Castiel continued. "You re THIS." He squeezed the now-soften cock. "With THAT?" He mimicked Dean s previous gesture.

Dean didn t answer but turned blue by Castiel s hand. He had a hard time breathing.

"Enough." The angel dumped Dean s cock. Dean grasped for air, his jaw dropped. He held onto his penis with dear life.

"I don t have to stay for this." Castiel got up. He was about to leave the room when Dean grabbed the edge of his T-shirt.

"Wait, Cas. I m sorry."

"No, you re not." Castiel said without looking at his lover.

Dean pleaded with his green eyes. "Let me make it up to you then."

"HOW?" Castiel turned to Dean, trying to keep his face deadpan.

"I ll let you do anything you want?" Dean grinned, and winked.

Castiel replied with a huff. "You always let me do what I want, Dean"

"Not like this." Dean got up on his knee on the couch and pulled Castiel close so that he could whisper into the angel's ear.

Castiel raised his eyebrow. "That could be interesting."

Dean nodded with a smirk on his face. "I'll race you to the bedroom. On my count.. one two"

Dean didn t wait for three to run upstairs. Castiel followed behind like a cat chasing after a butterfly, determined to spank Dean s ass before he got to their bed.

Later, Dean would just record Dr. Sexy to watch by himself and reserved every night for Castiel and Castiel s use alone.