Cas sat in the front seat with him… Which was strange, since he usually sat in the back. But he didn't complain. The view up here was much nicer, especially at night… "A few months, now," he answered the first question easily. "They keep calling me in for many things with pictures…" Different companies wanted to sell Cas's body across the media. He'd even gotten a few nudes taken for a certain magazine. When they pulled over, the ex angel blinked at Dean, before dropping his gaze to the floor again. "… Thank you. I enjoy their fit. I have a few pairs they let me keep. I am even wearing my favourite pair now."
Dean blood was pumping irregularly and he didn't know what he was doing but he'd be damned if he gave up tonight. "Cas I really missed you…. Uhm… And well I've never really seen you with out that heavy trench coat. Cas.. I… Fuck….. C'mere" Dean fumbled over his words and his body trembled as he grabbed Castiel's coat and yanked him closer and their two lips met. The image of Cas in those tight underwear made Dean's blood surge again and his face went hot and his pants became almost unbearably uncomfortable immediately.
Hearing the stumble in his words, Cas became concerned that something was wrong… He missed him? "Dean…" He breathed softly. He missed Dean too, but he didn't have the courage to say it. When he was grabbed and tugged toward the elder Winchester, he sucked in a breath just before their lips collided. He didn't know what had brought it on or why, but immediately out of instinct, he pressed back against him. The tips of his fingers found Dean's jacket, winding softly in the material. He could feel his face lighting up a dozen shades of red.
Dean wasn't sure if it was awkward for the kiss to last as long as it did but he savoured every little taste he could get, as they pulled away, barely, the corner of his mouth slid up, as he looked back at Castiel's face. "Well that about sums it up"… He tried to make a subtle move to fix the crotch of his suddenly tight jeans, hoping Cas wouldn't really notice.
Leaning toward him even after they stopped kissing, Cas opened his eyes again to see Dean just inches away. He was out of words to say… Movement below caught his eye, and he flicked his gaze down below to see Dean adjusting his crotch. He said nothing about it, and returned his eyes to the man's face, cheeks hot. He knew the other would have seen where his eyes went - when they were this close, it was inevitable. Leaning back a little, Cas withdrew his hands and put them on his own lap before hanging his head. Should he apologize? He'd never been in a situation like this. Not with a woman, nor another man. He'd been alone this whole time as a human.
"Cas .. I'm a little confused about how i feel toward you right now but hell , i'll admit i liked that…. " Dean looked down ashamed. Cas probably thought it was gross… " Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve, right?" He attempted to joke his way out of the situation he created for himself.
Cas nodded, but still couldn't speak. He was stunned; confused. And like Dean, against all odds found himself almost liking the contact. Even though he wasn't an angel any more, it seemed they still shared quite a profound bond… One that was still deepening. "Actually, partners of the same gender are viewed in heaven just the same as those of opposite gender. There is no crime in lo—" but this wasn't love… Was it? "Never mind. Point of the matter… Is that it is natural too."
Dean glanced up at Cas with out moving his head much, "i'm sorry i shouldn't have forced that on you… " dean felt truly horrid about putting Cas in his mess of feelings…. But at least Cas hadn't gotten mad at him for it and dean could enjoy the memory of that one kiss. As long as Cas was close he would be okay…
Sitting back a little in his seat, Cas sighed, the slightest hint of a smile tugging up on one corner of his mouth. "You didn't force me, Dean, I… Enjoyed it." He had missed his hunter sorely… And somehow, sharing that kiss helped alleviate a bit of the sore on his heart. It gave him something to take his mind off of the self loathing
A gleam of happiness came from somewhere inside Dean and he smiled, " you did?" He felt childish for this little crush he apparently had on his ex-angel. He had a small tug where he just wanted too smash his face against Cas's, but he would wait until cas was ready …. Even though he wanted it now."Well i'm always up for grabs, you know" he half-joked. He went to grab the keys to start driving back, but they were missing from the ignition, maybe in his pocket?
"I did…" he admitted again, this time words came out a little easier. Dean's smile made him happy. "And I'll keep that in mind," he didn't quite understand what up for 'grabs' meant, but figured it would explain itself in time. As the hunter began looking about himself, Castiel blinked and realized the keys weren't in the ignition. They'd slipped out somewhere. Glancing down to the floor first, he didn't see them there, but out of the corner of his eye he could see the metal gleam on Dean's seat… Between the fork of his legs. "Dean…they're—" he reached over, dipping his hand down between the man's thighs to grab the keys out. Heat spread into his cheeks as the back of his hand brushed the subtle tent in his trousers, but tried to hide it as he presented the key to Dean. "— right here… Pardon my reach"
Dean froze as Cas reached between his legs, where a slightly embarrassing half hardness got a bit harder. "Uh… Thanks C-Cas.." He said heatedly. He muttered, "well that didnt help at all" to himself as he put the keys in the ignition, and turned it. He gave a glance over to Cas as heat stained his cheeks pink, almost invisible in the night light.
Castiel nodded, before hesitantly removing his hand from Dean's space. He could've sworn the man had uttered something else under his breath, but with the loss of his Angel mojo, came the loss of his incredible hearing. Now all of his senses were blunted to that of a normal human's. "… Thank you, Dean. For… Everything. And for this…" Without looking at him, Cas touched his lips where Dean had kissed him, as if still feeling him there. It had come and gone too fast…
Dean caught sight if Castiel's action through his peripheral view. As he sat straight in his seat he directly looked at Cas and gave a soft smile, "thank /you/" he revved his pedal a bit and turned forward, still smiling.
Cas gave him an almost sweet sidelong glance, and smiled subtly before lowering his hand to smooth the jacket sitting over his thigh. He half wondered if they were headed back to the motel now, or if they were headed somewhere else, but didn't ask. So long as he was with his Hunter, where they ended up at the end of the road didn't matter.
The next day Sam was up bright and early, ready to question his brother about where he had gone last night. But as usual, Dean slept in and Cas was situated right beside him in the same tiny bed. He was asleep when they had come back, so he didnt know what happened. —dean woke to find Cas on his bed with him, god, when did they get home? And wait— why is Cas /in my bed/ as slight, highly unnoticed by Sam, heat rose to his face, he stared at the sleeping form. He had never seen Castiel this way… Mostly because angels didn't sleep but now…. He was human… a peaceful look adorned the ex-angel and Dean was captivated. — Sam watched, confused as all get-out
That night, Cas had meant to simply stay up and watch over Dean like he used to when the boys slept… It wasn't until after the hunter was asleep before Cas finally sat on the edge of the bed beside him. He found he couldn't stay awake for as long as he wanted any more… Eventually he slouched over on the bed beside Dean and went to sleep, hoping the hunter wouldn't be upset that he chose to lay with him. It was either he lay with Sam, or Dean… So he chose the lesser of the two evils. He didn't remember when exactly it was that he fell asleep, but upon waking up, he felt eyes upon him… Grunting softly in his sleep, the ex angel turned onto his side, completely unaware that Dean was just a few inches away from his face yet again. He refused to open his eyes just yet. He was too tired.
Dean let out a slow breath that slightly made Cas's hair move. He held his breath hoping he hadn't woken him. Dean heard Sam say his name thickly, Dean just shook his head and did'nt move his gaze from Cas's face.
Sam's voice slowly dragged Castiel back into consciousness. He cracked one eye open at a time, nuzzling the side of his head into the pillow before his gaze finally focused on Dean's lively greens just mere inches away. He blinked slowly, having not forgotten last nights events… "Good morning Dean… Sam," he greeted them both, voice softer than usual, having just woken up.
Dean smiled, "mornin' sunshine, " he said in his usual tone, he lowered it a bit, "not that im complaining, but, " he glanced at Sam for a quick second, "what are you doing in my bed?" Even though Dean knew that now, as a human, he had to sleep, but he hadn't known how Cas ended up with him.. He had a bit of childish hope there was something else behind it.
Cas blinked again and looked away sheepishly. He couldn't just simply state he wanted to stay near to Dean while he slept; that he felt safer there with him… "I hope I didn't disturb you," he said first, before continuing. "There wasn't many options of where to rest, and… I did not feel like going home to my apartment," he admitted slowly. "I couldn't leave again so soon."
Sam gave both of them a strange, confused look. He cleared his throat, " right… Well I'm gonna go some where to find some wifi, so we can actually work on the case here" sam took his laptop and closed the door. Without moving from his bed Dean looked back at Cas and he wasnt sure what to say.
Cas gave Sam a farewell as he left, before sinking back onto the mattress and gazing into Dean's beautiful hues. Now that they were alone again, the ex-angel smiled as he reached a hand up in between them to touch a finger to Dean's lower lip. Tracing the soft skin around the bottom edge, he became transfixed by their plump, moist texture… He was convinced that he'd never touched anything softer than these lips.
Dean focused entirely on the finger that caressed his bottom lip, he pursed them a bit to plant a soft kiss on Cas's finger. With out moving his gaze, Dean brought his arm around Castiel's waist and tugged him a little closer. "You're cute when you sleep" he said softly, with a playful smile. This side of Dean was a rare sight, the inly other person to really see it was Lisa…. But he shook the thought and refocused on the man beside him.
Castiel smiled a little as Dean kissed his finger, and he slid the single digit slowly back down to his chin, feeling the stubble just barely coming through. When the hunter's arm tugged him nearer, he curled into his chest easily. He wasn't normally this affectionate - in fact, not ever - but in the mornings… In the mornings he felt truly human, and not like an angel without his grace. His mind was still tired, so he didn't have to think… He just felt. And Dean felt /good/. "Preposterous… I'm not cute."
Dean laughed lightly, lines creasing the outer corners if his eyes. He wanted so badly just to kiss the ex-angel, tired with messy hair and his bright pink lips lured him in even more as he stared. He let out another small sigh as he said, "man, i you were a pie, i'd eat you". Of course Dean would need to throw a bit of humor in… He couldn't believe the feelings he was having in this particular moment… All so flustered inside.
"If I were a pie, I doubt I would be edible, or very tasty…" he mumbled, shrinking down a little more to fit himself better against Dean's body. He had the urge to simply curl himself against the man's chest and go back to sleep again, but resisted. "Unless you were a cannibal. But I would assume that would defeat the whole purpose of pursuing this occupation of saving people," Cas concluded with a nod, grinning a little as well, clearly over-calculating what was supposed to be a joke.
Dean shook his head and let the other take it all so out of proportion. He felt comfortable and he put his face in Castiel's hair and planted another soft kiss. Dean began to wonder if he could probably sleep now or if Sam would come back in at just the wrong moment. Nonetheless he kept Castiel close. "I wanna see your apartment" he said finally.
Castiel hummed softly under his breath, closing his eyes for a moment as Dean pressed a kiss to the top of his head. He couldn't help prevent the little goosebumps that prickled on his arms, either. "… My… Apartment?" He asked softly. "I… Yes. I suppose we could. I would like to bring you home with me…"