As Charlie's hand touched Dean's wing, thing's happened so fast it was impossible to completely comprehend. Dean flinched away from Charlie's touch, and Castiel pulsed with rage; the lights in the bunker flickering dangerously as Castiel glared at Charlie, who watched Dean in shock. Dean's wings flailed as he shot to his feet, only to slam on the ground as his wings didn't listen to him when he tried to move about. The slamming of Dean hitting the ground and a chair being slammed into a wall and breaking snapped Castiel back to his senses.
"Dean!" Castiel shouted, kneeling down to Dean.
"What…the…hell…was…that?!" Charlie shouted as she stood up, and helped Dean stand.
"Wings are extremely sensitive to touch, even one poke is enough to make an angel start squirming." Castiel explained, and Charlie clasped her hands to her chest.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know!" Charlie exclaimed, eyes wide at what she did.
"It's alright Charlie, you didn't know. Just…next time, don't touch my wings." Dean commented, and Charlie nodded.
"I understand." Charlie said in an understanding tone.
"Is that why you won't show your wings?" Sam asked Castiel, getting up as he grabbed the dishes.
Castiel tensed again and looked at Sam with a warning in his eyes that clearly told Sam to shut up. Dean and Charlie looked at Castiel confused, before Dean knelt to his mate.
"Cas, you okay?" Dean asked gently, but Castiel stood up quickly and nodded.
"Yes I'm fine, don't worry about me." Castiel said in a slightly harsher tone and headed for the rooms.
"I'm heading to bed, see you all in the morning." Castiel said as he entered the hallway.
"Get to our room!" Dean called out, and felt a shimmer toward him, confusing him.
"What was that?" Dean mumble confusing Charlie.
"What was…what?" She asked, and he looked at her slightly shocked.
"You mean you didn't feel anything?" Dean asked, but she just continued to be confused.
"I didn't feel anything…except a freaking hostility wave from Castiel for touching your wings." Charlie explained, before she went to help Sam with dishes.
Dean hummed before he followed Castiel to their room and slowly opened the door, and smiled gently at the site. Castiel had discarded his trench coat and other clothing; leaving him shirtless, but he had sweats on, and he looked at the door as it opened, only to smile affectionately at Dean.
"Hey Cas, you okay? You seemed angry back there." Dean mumbled as he tried to rid himself of his shirt.
"I'm fine now, just annoyed about Sam asking me about my wings again." Castiel explained snapping his fingers and the shirt disappeared.
"Why would that make you angry? I mean I have wings, and so do you cause you're an angel; pretty sure they look a lot cooler than mine." Dean responded, and Castiel sighed.
"Either way Dean, I'm uncomfortable with bringing my wings into view…their…not something I'm proud of." Castiel replied gently before turning toward Dean as the elder hunter got in the bed.
"I understand, I'll wait till you're ready." Dean said, kissing Castiel before falling asleep.
Next Day: Sam was flipping through a book when Dean, Castiel, and Charlie walked in all three yawning and he chuckled at them.
"You all sleep well?" Sam asked, before he pointed toward the oven were food was waiting.
"Made some breakfast when I woke up; still hot if you all want some." Sam said and Dean with Charlie nodded, but Castiel, having no need of food, walked toward Sam.
"I need to talk to you." Sam said, stopping Castiel who looked at Sam confused.
"What do you wish to speak about?" Castiel asked cautiously, but Sam glanced at Dean, before sighing.
"Not here, come with me for a second." Sam said and Castiel nodded as he followed Sam outside.
Once they were outside Sam sighed and turned toward Castiel, eyes hard as he planned to get answer out of Castiel.
"Alright, I'm curious not only about the whole sensitive wings, but why you refuse to show yours. I want some fucking answers." Sam said harshly, he wasn't intent on beating around the bush.
"Sam listen, wings are a…sensitive topic to speak about. Showing our wings requires a lot of energy, and…and I'm ashamed of what my wings have become." Castiel murmured turning away, but Sam still heard shocking him.
"Wait, you're ashamed of your wings? Why, I mean they represent you practically; are you saying your ashamed of yourself." Sam asked and Castiel sighed as he tried to find a way of explaining his situation.
"I'm not ashamed of myself…I'm ashamed of what has happened to my wings, it shows the corruption of everything I've done. Things I can't forgive…my wings are a constant reminder of that." Castiel said turning back toward Sam.
Sam looked at Castiel in mild shock, he had thought Castiel was being stubborn with not showing his wings; but at least he knew the truth on that. Now after he got answer's to his other question, he'd try to get Castiel to show his wings to Dean, him, and Charlie.
"Okay so then what happened with Dean and his wings?" Sam asked, confused about the reaction.
"Dean's wings are brand new, so any reaction with his wings will be extremely responsive. The wings are very sensitive, they intensify many feelings and…they are connected to a certain nerve bundle." Castiel explained flushing red, and it took a few seconds to Sam to understand the meaning.
"You mean…oh…" Sam whistle and shifted side to side as he comprehended the thought.
"So…why not show your wings to Dean?" Sam asked, and Castiel stiffened, his eyes showing fear at the thought.
"…Castiel?" Sam questioned, using Castiel's full name to grab the angel's attention.
"I don't wish too…I don't wish him to see how corrupted I truly am. To see what has happened to my wings, to my grace…to see what has happened to who I am." Castiel responded, and Sam groaned at that.
"Cas, you know everything about my brother, you've seen his soul, his body, his past and present, you've seen ALL of it. I think my brother has a right to see everything about you, and that includes your wings; I think he had the right to know!" Sam shouted, his protective brother instincts kicking in.
He believed that if Castiel got to know everything about his brother Dean, the Dean had a right to know everything about Castiel; it was only fair. Castiel sighed, knowing that was true…but he didn't wish Dean to see his wings, fearful that Dean would hate him as Castiel's brothers and sisters did after they saw his wings.
"Sam! Cas!" Dean's voice called, and Sam sighed walking toward the door, but stopped by Castiel.
"How can my brother trust you…if you don't trust him enough to show him your wings?" Sam bit out harshly, before walking inside.
Castiel nearly dropped at that…the old tone Sam used whenever something happened between Dean and Castiel when they first met. Castiel had believed they had patched everything up and they were good…but those words hit Castiel like a truck. Trust…it was something Castiel believed he had given fully to Dean…but maybe he hadn't. Maybe a part of him was so afraid of Dean seeing his wings that he didn't trust Dean to show them; after all he had been betrayed and hated by those he trusted before and that had hurt him beyond reason. What if, after Dean saw his wings, Dean betrayed and hated him, felt disgraced by him?! Castiel knew he'd die the moment it happened. As he turned around to head inside, he heard a crash and a scream and ran inside and saw a site that had him confused.
"What happened?" Castiel asked Charlie as he got to the main room, and Charlie started at the sound.
"Sam gently brushed the underside of Dean's wings when he went to push them out of the way and the next thing I notice is them like this." Charlie explained, pointing to the two brother's.
Castiel looked forward only to suddenly stiffen as he caught a scent and realized it was coming from Dean AND Sam. Sam was pinned to the ground by Dean, who had a murderous glint in his eyes, his wings trembling in rage but a flush was on his face.
"The hell Sammy?! Watch where your hands move okay, you brushed against something really sensitive there buddy." Dean shouted out, and Sam groaned.
"Yeah, great, sorry Dean, can you let me go?" Sam asked, his arms burning.
Dean growled but dropped his arm, before he smoothed his feathers out and glared at Sam who groaned as he stood and looked at the hand that brushed the underside of Dean's wing, before raising a brow.
"Is this…oil?" Sam asked looking at the weird substance on his hands and Castiel's eyes widened.
"Sam, take a shower…NOW! You need to get the oil off you, I'll explain afterwards, just get rid of it." Castiel said urgently and Sam nodded, running off.
"Did any get on you?" Castiel asked Charlie, who shook her head.
"Good, but you might want to listen as well; go sit on the couch." Castiel said and Charlie nodded, heading toward the couch.
"Let me see your wings." Castiel said and Dean nodded, showing Castiel to underside of his wings.
Near the base, like Castiel thought, was a small nub at the place where they connected and Castiel hummed. That was strange, it was too early for the oil gland to already form; but Castiel figured it was because of Dean's age he already had one formed.
"What is it?" Dean asked Castiel, who smiled gently at him.
"Seems the gland has already formed." Castiel said, but Dean was confused.
"Gland?" Dean repeated, and Castiel smiled at him.
"The wings have an oil gland at the base of each wing, it produces an oil to keep the wings clean, but it has other uses." Castiel explained as a blush overcame his cheeks, and Dean rose a brow.
"Other uses? Like what?" Dean asked when Charlie called for them.
"Sam's back! Now tell us what's going on!" Charlie shouted for them, and they followed.
As they entered Dean sat on an unoccupied couch, and folded his wings in, trying to not touch anyone with them even as Castiel stood in front of a recliner to where he saw everyone.
"Now can you tell us what's going on?" Sam asked, and Castiel sighed, rubbing his neck.
"Alright, as I was telling Dean just a minute ago the wings are not only sensitive, but they have something near the base of the wing. It's an oil gland, it produces an oil to keep the wings clean and waterproof so they are easier to maintain, but the oil glands have a different use." Castiel explained as he sat down, even as Sam began to think.
"What's the other use?" Sam asked, slightly worried and Castiel blushed harder.
"The oil…it's used in mating rituals us angels have." Castiel murmured, but they still heard.
"Wait, wait, wait mating rituals? I thought angels didn't have the desire to mate?" Charlie questioned and Castiel sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"While it's true most angels don't have a desire for mating, it's not uncommon to happen. Within the first week of having our wings fully matured, the glands are extremely sensitive and a single brush will entice an angel to feel the desire to mate. Most of the angels mate within our own kind, seeing as we use the oils of our glands to mark and scent those we desire to mate with." Castiel said, and earning curious looks decided to continue.
"The oil has a lasting build-up effect, the more we use it, smell it, or feel it, the more we desire our mate to be with, in a sexually manner. I wanted Sam to wash it off before he became a sex addict and began craving sex with his brother." Castiel explained, and Sam and Dean looked at each other in horror.
"That's disgusting!" Dean shouted, looking away.
"That image is now forever scarred into my brain." Sam said, letting his head fall into his hands.
"You all were curious, and I believe you should know seeing as you now have wings Dean." Castiel explained with a sigh, but Charlie began laughing.
"Man, if only you two could see your faces!" Charlie shouted, and Sam gave her a bitch-face.
"Not funny Charlie." Sam said with a sigh, but she just chuckled.
"I find this to all be rather interesting, but I do know one thing; I'm not going to be touching Dean's wings at all." Charlie said as she got up and walked toward her room, probably planning to play some games.
Sam got up and went to his own room, probably to do some research for a case so they could do something seeing as he was extremely bored. Dean only sighed and looked at his wings before he ran a finger through the feathers…why didn't he get an intense feeling whenever he touched his own wings?
"Are you alright Dean?" Castiel asked, and Dean noticed his boyfriend was right beside him.
"Yeah, just curious as to how my wings work and everything. I don't get any feelings whenever I touch my wings, yet whenever someone like Charlie or Sam touch my wings I stiffen and have to control myself when it feels like electricity runs through my body." Dean explained and Castiel chuckled.
"It's common for that to happen, it's so we don't do anything while preening our wings." Castiel explained and Dean chuckled.
"I guess. Hey Cas, can you show me how you do it with your wings. I mean…mine look like shit, but I'm not too sure how I should go about doing things with my wings." Dean said and Castiel stiffened and was silent.
"Cas?" Dean asked, looking away from his wings to look at Castiel.
He noticed the wide eyes, and stiff posture, as well as the slight shaking of his body and the fear that was within the blue irises. Dean placed a hand gently on Castiel's, making the angel jump but he slowly relaxed under Dean's hand.
"Something wrong Cas?" Dean asked, worried about the reaction.
"It's…it's my wings…there not exactly something someone should look at." Castiel explained, looking away in shame.
Okay, so I know the whole wings-with-oil-glands is common, but as I was looking through stories a few weeks ago, like while writing Kartesh Demonic Possession, I read up some stories of it; and after watching the show where angel's seemed to constantly show their shadow wings, I decided that it'd be cool to use the oil-glands in feathers and work with it. Try it out, see if I can get the emotion's across better using that, so I'm trying it out. (Credit goes to whoever came up with the oil-glands in wings, you are a genius!) And if anyone noticed, the reaction Charlie got from touching his wings...not a positive one I'll tell ya that! Well, hope ya'll are still interested in the story, next chapter is gonna be lemony goodness! ^^
