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A Different kind of Love Song

"Oh god Dean, don't stop, don't stop…!" Castiel arched his back and panted as he felt his dick being swallowed into his husband's mouth. He loved mornings like this, barely between the waking world and the dream world. He knew better than to reach out for Dean, his husband told him once that he hated when people held his head down while he was giving head, so Cas opted for the headboard or the sheets. But his legs were a different story.

While he could control his arms and hands during a blow job, anything else below the mark, meaning anything lower than his cock, he couldn't. Currently his legs were wrapped tightly around his husband's back and his heels dug in, but it didn't stop Dean from going faster.

Dean let go for a second and smirked when he heard a loud protest coming from above the covers, he reached out from his spot under the covers and found his way to the nightstand, he could feel Cas getting stiffer and stiffer as he groped around, and he smiled when he found it and then he felt Cas shivering.

"Oh god Dean, I don't think we have time." Cas said breathlessly, he looked at the clock and saw that he only had thirty minutes left before he had to leave the house to make it to work on time. His voice though steady at first lost it when he was yanked down below the covers and then he arched bring the covers back down over his face as the long slick vibrator made itself at home with in him and he drew in a shaky breath when Dean went back to sucking.


"Okay class, remember your final paper is due in one week, and I hope you all are getting your research done."

Sam looked up when the teacher announced that, he still hadn't heard from Dean or Castiel concerning his paper. As the bell rang and the class left, Sam checked his phone again, he smiled as he saw he had a message.

"Yes!"


"Okay I left a text, is there anything else Dean?" Castiel said as he sat down at his desk. "Good then I shall see you home at the appointed time, play nice." He said as he hung up and Just about that time he put the phone down, Balthazar, his partner was coming up to the desk.

"Let's go, homicide on Baker's street." Castiel stood and gathered his jacket and walked out of the station.


(Later that night)

"Why the hell did you ask me to come to a gay couple's home with you?" Adam whispered as Sam simply stared at the large brownstone with the address from the message he had received.

"Wow, their rich." Sam said still looking at the house; he ignored Adam and walked up the stairs, looking around for the door bell, he jumped when the door was flung open.

"Hey, I was wondering when you was going to walk up the stairs." Dean said with a smile. "Hello there, who is your friend? Let me guess boyfriend or boy toy?"

Adam paled when he looked Sam over. "Are you nuts? This man would tear me in two," Sam looked over at him with a confused expression, but Dean just smiled and invited them in.

"Cas isn't here yet, he had a case come through so…" Dean said as he hung up their coats.

"That's cool; I wanted to talk to you both separately and then together if that is alright." Sam asked looking around the house. "Oh this is Adam, my roommate from college." Adam nodded as Dean smiled.

"Sorry the house is messy, Cas is such a slob." Dean said picking up a plate. Sam and Adam looked at each other, because the house was almost spotless. "So you want to start this?"

"Um yeah, um mind if we sit?" Sam asked because he didn't know what to do, did they have rules or something. Dean smiled and waved to the couch. Adam didn't care he was tired from the long walk over, he just plopped down, Sam sat carefully, watching Dean sitting down on the recliner chair.

"Dude, relax, I'm not going to bite and the house is not going to break if you sit down and relax." Dean said as he noticed that while Sam's friend was slouched like he owned the place, yet Sam sat ridged.

"Sorry, just a little nervous." Sam said sheepishly, Dean just shrugged while Adam looked over the entire living room.

"Dude, are you rich or something?" Sam bit his lip as he glared over at Adam.

"We live comfortable, we have made a very good life." Dean said smiling with pride over his house; he frowned when he saw something out of place. "Excuse me for a second." He said getting out of the chair and going to the mantle and straightening a picture. "There." as he moved the picture a slight inch.

Sam and Adam looked at each other again, "Perhaps OCD?" Sam asked while Adam shrugs.

"You would think that right, and it's true, I have OCD," Dean said returning to the chair. "Cas has it too, but his is just…" Dean smiled as he looked at both of them, "Our addiction is another form of OCD,"

"Wow, can you tell me when you became an addict?" Sam asked getting out his note pad.

Dean thought back, he was already addicted when he met Cas and that was when he was sixteen, "I think around fourteen, Cas was younger when he became an addict and he is older than me by about three years,"

"Can you tell me when you two met?" Sam asked really getting involved with the questions.

"I don't think I should, Cas would probably not appreciate me telling a story that is embarrassing for him."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend." Sam said backtracking, Dean waved it away.

"All good, it's just, it wasn't very romantic, it was all about getting off," Dean said not once ounce of shame in his eyes. "I had been having these cravings and no matter how many girls I was with, it was an itch that wouldn't go away."

Sam and Adam sat as Dean told his story. Wow fourteen. That was the age that Dean first got hooked.

"And at sixteen, it was sex all the time, and when I couldn't have it, I constantly yearned for it, my friends would help me out sometimes, finding cheep chicks and all that, my best friend at the time was Derrick," Dean sat smiling when thinking about the shy boy and how he had helped the most.

"You see Derrick knew what I needed, even when I didn't, he took me to this place. And God you should have seen it. It was one building, curtains hanging everywhere, Derrick didn't come in, he stayed around out front." Dean said remembering, he really didn't want to talk about it, but the boy looked so interested, that he just had to finish.

"So Castiel…umm, I mean Mr. Novak, was he in one of the curtained off rooms?" Sam asked, as Adam looked over at him with a smirk. Dean smiled and nodded. "So you met him…my god, don't they see how young people were back then?"

"Back then, as you call it, nope, and I can tell you that the place is still opened and still has young boys there." Dean looked over and saw that he was being stared at hard. "Not that I go over there, just word of mouth and all that." He reassures them and they both looked relieved about it.

"So here I was, in a smelly old building, and the moans alone would have scared anyone, but to me? I loved it; I could have sat in that building all night long just listening to them all." Sam watched as Dean's eyes glazed over and he felt Adam shift on the couch.

"I was directed to one of the semi-rooms and there Cas was, sitting in the middle of the bed, and when he looked up at me…" Dean remembered. "I had never seen anyone as beautiful and perfect…and at that moment I knew that he would be mine,"

Dean remembers everything about his first meeting with Castiel, he had seen him in town a couple of times, to him Castiel was beautiful, tan complexion, sinful lips, and the bluest eyes that he had ever seen, he was lost.

He was on autopilot when he noticed Castiel waving at him to come closer, pausing at the bed Dean couldn't help but blink when Cas started to stand.

Dean felt insecure when Cas walked around him, looking at him up and down, he made a couple of rounds and Dean will forever love the words that Cas said to him.

"What do you want?"

That was it, just those four little words, had started it all.

Dean was brought back when the phone rang. He stopped and looked at the clock, Sam and Adam looked at the clock and then to each other and then they landed on Dean.

"We are sorry that we are unavailable to take this call, please if you have our cell numbers and this is an emergency, do call, or leave a brief message and we shall call you back," Dean smiled when he heard Cas's voice.

"Dean, I shall be home in twenty minutes, I have had one of those days and I have a request." Sam almost jumped out of his skin when Dean jumped from the chair.

"Look I know you wanted to meet Cas, but I am going to have to ask you both to leave." Dean said walking to the door with Sam and Adam behind him. "I call you tomorrow okay? It's Cas's day off…"

"Okay, I'll see you later and thank you again for helping…" Sam stopped talking when the door was shut, turning around he saw Adam waiting. "Well I want to thank you for all your help." Adam snorted and they started walking back to the bus stop.

"Play it cool Dean…get a grip." That was his mantra the entire time he spot checked the house, dinner had been on warm in the oven, he ran to the bedroom and started stripping. Grabbing the lube, he put some on his two fingers and reached around to prepare himself.

With shaking hands he reached for a medium sized plug and he held on to the wall when his legs threatened to buckle as he pushed the plug in all the way, and he inhaled sharply when his muscles clamped down. He had just reached for his robe when he heard Cas pulling in the garage in the back.

"Calm and steady breaths," Dean started repeating that as he walked down the stairs. He smiled when he saw Cas in the kitchen pulling out the plates from the oven.

"You do know that you can eat if I am not here." Cas said as Dean walked into the kitchen. "But I do love that you wait for me."

"Yeah well, if I had eaten, I would have just sat in here with you while you were eating, so…" Dean said with a shrug as he walked to his chair. He couldn't help the whimper that escaped when he sat down, forcing the plug deeper.

Castiel in the midst of sitting down turned his head and smirked. "Are you having issues…my love?" he asked leaning a little towards one of Dean's ear. "I could help you with that…" he whispered.

Dean's whole body shivered and he yelped when Cas dragged him out of his chair and up against the dining room wall, his head flew backwards as Cas leaned in close.

"You blew me this morning; it only seems fair that I return the favor." Castiel whispered as he nipped and kissed all the way down Dean's body, making the other man shake and moan.

Dean gasped when he felt hands on hips and he braced himself for the impact, he knew what to expect when Cas went down on him. It still threw him when Cas slammed his body back against the wall, the same time swallowing Dean whole.

"Oh god Cas…" Dean moaned as he reached out to grab a hold of something. His right hand met a candle holder that was nailed to the wall and his left found the dresser that they had yet to move and he was silently grateful that they had waited. His breath caught when Cas grabbed the end of the plug and pushed in, his legs wobbled with the dual sensations going through out his body.

They could have been there for minutes or hours, Dean wasn't sure, he just let Cas do whatever he wanted to him, he didn't care, boneless and needing oxygen, he let himself go and he arched, screaming out, coming in a tidal wave that sent him to his knees.

"Oh damn, oh damn," Dean panted as Cas moved away, he almost fell forward, but Cas caught him and helped him back into his chair. When his ass hit the chair he nearly fell forward again as the plug shifted again.

"Hmm well have to take care of that when dinner is over." Castiel said as he went to heat up there cold food. Dean sat in the chair in a light daze, the plug was still very much inside him and he had just had one hell of an orgasm. He jumped when a plate was settled right in front of him.

Castiel just smiled at Dean and started eating. "And you know the best thing?" he asked and Dean lazily blinked up at him. "We don't have work tomorrow, so well have all day to have fun."

Dean whimpered at that for many different reasons, one, was they were off tomorrow, two, he was still horny, yet exhausted at the same time, and three, he knew that with both of them off tomorrow he wouldn't be sleeping tonight, or possibly tomorrow at all.

He actually looked forward to it…

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