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A Dean/Castiel fic.

Chapter Two.

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A/N: See Chapter 1.

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Disclaimer: Alright ... I gave in to the request: here's the missing scene from the last chapter.

I hope you guys like it, I know I'll love writing it.

As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!

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~ Previously:

Castiel nodded, and was about to pull himself off of Dean when he stopped, looking down at their hips before meeting his eyes again. "Do you require my assistance?"

Dean swallowed heavily, honestly considering the offer. ~

Dean pursed his lips, resisting the urge to moisten them with his tongue. "Cas, I ... you don't know what you're asking."

Castiel tilted his head, not moving from his current position. "I would be returning the same favor you just did for me."

Dean turned his own head away, trying to collect his thoughts. "Look, what I did ... it might seem like I was just trying to help you out. But honestly ... I think it was more selfish than that, and I'm sorry for that."

"What do you mean?" Castiel inquired.

Dean sighed. "I mean ... I was curious. I wanted to see you, to feel you ... to make you lose control just for a moment, and make you feel like I do every time I -" He cut himself off, unable to finish.

"Every time you what?" Castiel asked him.

Dean shook his head. "It doesn't matter."

Castiel shifted his hips against Dean's in a way he should not have known how to. "From the feel of things, I would have to disagree."

Dean turned his head back around to look at the ex-angel. "Do you know?"

Castiel blinked slowly before nodding. "How you feel about me? Yes."

Dean couldn't believe it ... all the time? How long had he known? "How long have you known?" he voiced.

Castiel shrugged. "A while."

Dean breathed deeply, taking it all in. Not only was Castiel aware of his feelings for him, but he also seemed to accept them; even encourage them. "Cas, if we do this ... it won't just be about a physical release ... it has to be more."

Castiel nodded. "I agree."

Dean allowed a near-flabbergasted smile to appear on his face. "How are you okay with all of this?"

Castiel allowed himself to drop down closer to Dean until their faces were a breath apart. "I could ask you the same question."

Dean nodded at that, looking at Castiel's lips. No longer resisting, he swiped his tongue across his lips, and a second later Castiel descended on him, sealing the deal with a kiss. There was no going back. While Castiel fumbled with the button and zipper on Dean's pants, Dean dealt with the shirt covering Castiel's back. He found it amusing - and even a little bit cute - that Castiel had taken off his pants but not his shirt.

Once Castiel had his arms back and his shirt gone, he pressed himself back onto Dean, lowering his lips to taste the hunter's chest.

Dean sighed, pushing them backwards on the bed until they were lying on the full length, removing his jeans as they went.

Finally they were both naked and more than ready to continue. Dean let Castiel explore his body, knowing he would be doing the same to him later. The ex-angel kissed his way down the hunter's body, teasing the light trail of hair below his abdomen before continuing his way down.

Fireworks exploded behind Dean's eyes when Castiel put his mouth on him, and it was all he could do not to grip his angel's head and never let him stop. Instead, he settled for gripping the headboard behind him after slamming his palm into it and groaning loudly.

Castiel smiled as he experimented with the new sensations and tastes. If this was one of the perks of a human existence, he could get used to it in a hurry.

After a few minutes Dean was panting beneath him, his entire body on fire. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever experienced, and they'd only just begun. He groped wildly for the Vaseline, needing to be closer to him. Once he found it he pulled Castiel up away from his pelvic area and looked into his hazy, blue eyes. "Can I ...?" He left the question in the air, hoping he would get his meaning.

After a moment's consideration, Castiel nodded. "Of course." He moved to the side, allowing Dean to come up off his back and prepare himself.

Dean spread the Vaseline over his hard length, the anticipation nearly wrecking him. He covered his fingers in a fair amount of the lubricant, coating Castiel's opening and beginning to widen the entrance.

Castiel hissed in response, pushing back against Dean's finger. He added a second, working it around before adding a third. Castiel moaned, practically salivating on the bed sheets.

After another minute Dean was confident that he was ready for him. He kissed Castiel's shoulder, dragging his teeth along the skin before he placed himself at the opening and began to move his hips forward. This time they both moaned heavily, Castiel throwing his head back while Dean dropped his onto his angel's shoulder. Dean moved in further in small increments, not wanting to hurt him, and when he was finally sheathed inside, they both shared a sigh of relief and pleasure.

"I didn't know it could feel this incredible," Castiel admitted, breathing heavily.

Dean brought his head off of Castiel's shoulder, gazing down at him. "Neither did I."

They made love for what felt like hours, roll all over - and once - off the bed. Neither of them heard the key in the lock, or the jolt of the chain when the door was opened the few inches it allowed.

Dean, however, did hear Sam's squeak when he saw them wrapped up in each other on the bed, and heard very clearly his exclamation, "Oh, god ... my eyes." Then the door shut quickly again and Dean grinned, thrusting back against the angel with a little more vigor. Serves him right, Dean thought wickedly.

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The end.

For real this time, lol.

Well, what did you guys think?

Let me just add a private "SQUEE!" to everyone who watched the finale tonight. I won't say anymore in case you haven't, but if you have ... you know what I mean.

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Until next time ...!