A/N: Well thanks guys for reviewing, favouriting and following. Bitblondetoday: I know right. CHiKa-RoXy: I would tell you but then I'd have to kill you, no haha I'm joking but Dean and in turn you will find out.

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I am so sorry for how short this one was but it was necessary, the next one will be longer to make up for it.

Lucifer stroked me with a lovers caress after he finished with me. He walked out the bedroom; the curtains were now open showing how dark it was outside. How long had I been here?

I stood up, the pain rippled through me making me scream and collapse onto the bed. Tears ran down my face and I wiped them away with the sheets. I pulled my boxers on brushing against the pain, thankful I wore boxers instead of briefs.

Lucifer came back in and stripped the sheets, throwing the quilt back onto the bed. "You mays well stay here tonight. After all I don't want something that's mine walking around vulnerable outside. I'm taking a shower, want to join?"

I shook my head and curled up in the quilt when Lucifer went to get his shower.

I woke up four hours later to see Lucifer on the bed next to me; he had left the quilt around me and had fresh sheets around his body.

I got off the bed and used his shower then walked to the kitchen. It was still dark and I didn't think I could walk all the way back home; I would wait when it started to get light when the buses would start running. I didn't have any change on me but I assumed Lucifer would not mind me taking $1.75 for fare.

As I started to make the coffee I heard a door bang. "I'll have one"

I spun around seeing a guy I never met before. He was dressed in a beige trench coat covering his entire frame which was slim and wiry with broad shoulders. He had dark hair, tannish skin that was completty smooth and he was absolutely gorgeous.

"What"

"Coffee" He pointed. "I'll have one"

"Okay" I turned back making two cups. "Are you Lucifer's guest?"

"Guest? He called me a guest. That bastard" He chuckled then held his hand out to me. "I am Castiel and you?"

"Dean" I shook his hand then gave him his coffee, he sipped it straight away and didn't even wince.

"Dean whom?"

"Winchester"

"Are you Lucifer's boyfriend?" Castiel asked straight out, sitting down at the table and gesturing for me to do the same.

"No"

"It's kind of nasty"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry. I never meant to offend your skill in coffee making"

"Coffee? Oh" For a minute there I thought he was saying being gay was disgusting. I knew I was gay since I was little when my friends started to fancy girls and I preferred the boys over the girls. And there was a reason I approached Crowley instead of Lilith to get paid for sex.

I shrugged. "I don't drink much coffee"

"Does that explain it then?"

"I don't know" I said slowly. Was this guy an alien or something?

"How old are you?" On the other hand his voice was the mix of husky and velvety, complete lush. I just wanted him to keep talking.

"Sixteen"

"Oh, isn't that a bit too young for Lucifer?"

"Who said I was with Lucifer?"

"Oh I'm sorry but you did never say-"

"So you just assumed?" My voice raised an inch.

"I'm sorry to offend you Dean" My name on his tongue, I groaned.

"Are you in pain?" Castiel's brows furrowed.

"No" I chuckled. Yes I was in pain but at that moment the only pain I was in was keeping my hands off Castiel.

"Castiel I didn't know you were coming back this morning"

I hate treacle tart simply because it makes me want to throw up, it's dark, it's sickly and you can't have too much of it before you just can't take it no longer. It describes Lucifer perfectly.

Castiel stared hard at Lucifer. "I didn't know I had to tell you my comings and goings"

Lucifer held the gaze then dropped it, coming over to me and kissing me on the lips. "I'm going to drive Dean home, you here for the day?"

"Probably"

Lucifer pushed me back from the chair wrapping a hand around my wrist to tug me into his side then walked me out. I suddenly didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay with Castiel drinking coffee and just talking.

I took one last look at Castiel to commit to memory before walking out. I hoped to see him again.