Still unable to speak and his face growing hotter by the second, Dean silently cursed Cas for leaving him alone to deal with Sam. But then again, if he had stayed he would have had to deal with a much tenser situation. Gathering his composure Dean reached down and pulled the door open casting a forced smile at his little brother who stared at him with a look of neglect in his eyes. "...Dean..what were you...?" Sam opened his mouth slightly and shook his head with confusion. Dean surpressed a real grin;Sammy looked so meager when he made that face, which thankfully was often. His wide array of facial expressions added a little something extra to his day. What the hell? Why was he an emotional tornado all of the sudden? Sam turned his head to the side and asked again. "Uhh what's wrong with you?" Dean shook himself and let out a strained laugh.
"Ahh you know..." Giving an angel mouth to mouth thats all bro. When he couldn't think of anything that would sound rational, he leaned casually on the door frame "Wanna beer Sammy?" Sam frowned and shook his head. "Dude...actually I don't think I want to know." Sam shuddered and backed away with his hands in the air. "I mean if you were like...curious or something then..." Sam trailed off looking away. Dean shot him a bored look and pressed his lips together "Really Sam?" He shrugged and rubbed his nose "Well-" Dean snickered and walked out of the bathroom, tossing Sam a look of disgust. "Dude." Sam watched as Dean walked briskly past him and exited the room, shutting the motel door closed behind him with a thud. Sam gazed sadly at the door and sighed with frustration for his brother. He was getting so distant from him. Much too distant for his liking. Actually more than anything right now he wanted to be closer to Dean, to be able to look up at him and know that everything would be okay.
"Hmm...fantasy land." Sam whispered and decided that he should probably investigate the case further on the computer before heading into town. Well actually, he confessed to himself, the thought of doing anything apart from Dean right now discouraged him from going. But why should he be? He grimaced and clutched the bottom corner of his shirt. When was the last time that Dean needed him? Really needed him or even shared his emotions...thoughts!? He pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose and started to pant as he felt a tidal wave of anger crash over him. "Stop,just STOP." He hissed, discussed with himself for letting his...abnormality get the better of him. "Chh."
I can not BELIEVE that son of a- "You called?" A rush of air and an angel sporting a trench coat appeared before him. Dean shot his arm forward and caught the angel by his shirt collar. "What was that back there Cas?!" He demanded, eyes bright and spilling over with mixed emotion. The angel looked at him with a straight face, completely unaware of the strange human emotions that Dean was undeniably feeling at the moment and slowly shook his head from side to side, silently asking the questions that spun through his head. He managed to get one out without having his heart explode before grabbing Dean's hand and pulling away to adjust his tie. "Why did you call me in the middle of a forest?" Dean raised his eyebrows. "Of all questions,really Cas?" The angel merely shrugged and a look of boredom washed over his face. "How could you have left me alone back there Cas? What was I supposed to tell Sammy?" "You were to lie, of course. " He replied absentmindedly. "Of course." Dean echoed. "Because I was supposed to just come up with something right then and there on the spot."
Castiel tilted his head to the side and stared hard at Dean, causing him to weaken slightly in the knees. "I thought humans were adept liars..." He nodded to himself as if to store a new piece of learned information, then stepped forward and raised a finger to point at Dean. "Aww, no Cas don't go zapping me around now." Castiel froze, taken aback and then lowered his arm. A split second later he stood an less than an inch in front of his hunter and looked up at his face. Dean froze like a deer in headlights and his breath caught in his throat. Castiel then raised his hand to caress Dean's face and rubbed his thumb along his cheek bone. Dean's face softened and almost instantly he found his anger vanish and be replaced with childish longing. "...See, this is what I find most confusing... He moved his head nearer to Dean's and pressed his chest up against his. "...about humans..." Dean stiffened. "Their emotions change so rapidly...I'm usually in a state of utter confusion... to be honest." Dean's heart jumped with fondness for Cas. He was always saying such strange angel-y things... He offered Cas a crooked grin and forgetting his anger completely now, pulled him up tight against him.
"See...why are you so-" Dean interrupted him, placing his lips on top of his and slid off Cas' coat. "-confusing." Castiel finished, looking up at Dean with his big eyes full of panic "Just shut up Cas." Dean brushed his lips along Castiel's neck and placed one hand on the small of his back with the other grabbing at his chest. For a moment that small familiar action startled him. He had done this millions of times...to girls anyway. He paused, momentarily wishing that Cas' vessel had breasts. "Oh god." He shuddered hard, dismissing the appalling notion and continued removing the angel's shirt. Castiel desperately tried to keep up with what was going on but like before he didn't exactly know what Dean expected him to do. So he kissed Dean hard like they had earlier that morning,copying how Dean had so effectively used his tongue. To his dismay, Dean found himself blushing again.
Dammit. He kissed him back, not quite sure how he wanted to continue. If he moved too quickly, he would surely frighten Cas off. But then again if he moved too slowly...well he was never one to go in slowly. He decided to help Cas out and placed his shivering hand on top of his own. Then terrified that he would lose himself in embarrassment avoided Castiel's gaze and removed his own shirt, then started to back against a tree and slide to the ground. Then, knowing that Cas still wasn't going to start anything on his own,wrapped his hands around Cas' middle and lay him on the ground. One accidental look into Castiel's eyes and he almost lost his cool. "Dean...are we going to go any farther or are you afraid that I don't have it in me to start?" Cas grinned at his human as he watched his face turn completely red and coiled his fingers in his hair. This was just the reaction he wanted to see from Dean.
He felt a most peculiar sensation at finally seeing Dean's unguarded emotions and kissed him long and hard before pulling his quivering body down beside his and laying his head down on Deans warm chest. Dean was at a loss for words as he tried to cope with the fact that the barrier that he had most cunningly built was now torn down. He now lay completely exposed to the person whom he- "Guh.." He felt his eyes roll as Cas ran his tongue partway along his chest. He was supposed to be the one in control! He always was. He produced a face not unlike a pouting child which sent color shooting through Cas' face. Then with a newly found sense of courage Dean turned suddenly and grabbed Castiel's face in his hands,wanting more than anything just to keep going farther with him, but not sure of himself that he had the guts to do it. This annoyed him and drove him more at the same time and he dragged his tongue down Cas' face to enter his mouth. Then pulled his body ontop of his and lowered himself into him, trying to somehow absorb all of Cas' astoundingly overwhelming warmth. Castiel grunted and ran his hands down Dean's torso, filled with a crushing sense of both fear and compassion with what he was about to do...