Dean raised his eyebrows and a sly smirk crossed his features. Though he was sure Cas wasn't fully aware of what he just said, he would interpret that later at the apartment. Dean reluctantly moved his arm, "let's go then" he said. He really didn't want to break the contact, but he figured all sorts of contact would happen eventually, and with that thought he shivered slightly.
The absence of Dean's arm around him made the ex angel let out a huff before sitting up slowly. He'd slept in all of his clothes, so it was about time they headed to his place so he could clean and get changed.
Dean followed Cas to his apartment like a loyal puppy. He was eager to see the little world he had made for himself in Dean's absence. Also he hoped he might join him in his cleansing activities. He put his head down as he tried not to smile goofily in public.
Castiel brought Dean to his home. It wasn't a far walk from the motel, just a few minutes on the road. Upon first glance, on the outside, it was a ramshackle looking place, but on the inside, the apartment wasn't too bad. Cas's apartment was mostly clean, except for empty boxes of pizza sitting on the counter. He didn't have many possessions except for a few books on a shelf, but on his walls, he had posters of himself modelling for Calvin Klein. To anyone else it might've seemed silly to keep those, and even more so to hang them up in view of everyone who could enter his house, but Cas liked them. "… This is home. There is not much here, but I… I've grown a great deal attached to this place."
"Wow" dean was impressed. He quite liked the minimalist look, however the posters had him drooling a little bit. He went to get a better look at one of them, in which the angle was taken sideways and Cas had one hand in his hair as the other supported his weight. "Hey can I have this one?" Dean almost joked, if it werent for Sam, this is probably what his room would look like. Adorned with half naked pictures of Cas. "Even better… " Dean began a slow walk towards Cas, "Can i have /this/ one?" He said as he brought a hand to Castiel's face. He gave him a bit of a side smile.
Castiel gave a soft, scoffing chuckle as Dean admired one of his posters. "If you would like to keep it, I can acquire a copy for you," he suggested, before Dean came back toward him. He stared up at the hunter as his cheek was cupped, a bit of color rising to his skin. "… Me? I… I don't see a reason to object…"
Dean bent a little, keeping Cas's face in his hand and moving his fingers under his chin. He looked into his eyes again just before he pressed his lips firmly against the ex-angel's face once more, he grabbed behind Cas and pulled him flat against his body. The kiss became deeper and a tad more intense. Afraid to over whelm Cas too much he separated his lips from Cas's just for a breath.
Cas tipped his head slightly into Dean's hand, heart thumping erratically as he recognized the look in Dean's eyes. It was just how the man looked at him right before they kissed in the car… As if reading his mind, Dean leaned in to press a kiss to his mouth, and the ex-angel's breath caught in his chest. Before he knew it, he moved into Dean's arms, curling his body flush against the other. His eyes fluttered shut as he kissed back, lips parting with his and shyly slipping his tongue over Dean's upper lip. Fingers reaching up into the front of his shirt, they tenderly wove into the material before Dean broke their kiss to breathe. It wasn't until then that Castiel realized he'd been holding his breath. Panting, Cas's hands tightened in Dean's shirt before lowering his head into the crook of the mans neck, huffing over his collar bone.
Dean was taken aback by the movements his partner made, making his heart beat erratic, and he tilted his head back, feeling the soft hand an the warm breath upon him. A chill went south inside of him an hit right at his crotch, but he diidnt take too much notice, as he was consumed by Castiel.
Looking up as Dean let his head tip back a little, he eyed the man's Adam's apple and tendons of his throat… Licking his lips, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, nosing against his skin. "D-Dean…"
Dean swallowed as he felt a slick pressure against his throat, and when he heard his name whispered with a hint of lust, it sent another chill toward his pants and he brought his hands to the back of Cas's shirt and clenched fists into the cotton as he let out a slow grunt, "mmm.. Cassss". He let castiel's nickname slip from his throat very softly. He now just wanted everything from him. To taint every clean surface of this apartment, to take and be taken
Cas shivered slightly from the sound of Dean's voice, and feeling the hands in the back of his jacket, he pressed his body tight against the hunter's. He had no idea what he was doing - if he were an angel, his body wouldn't be reacting this way… But he wasn't. Not anymore. And now he could feel Dean's erection pressing against his thigh. Blushing, he read the look in Dean's eyes, and it mirrored the look in his own.
When Dean saw the look of /want/ mirrored in both eyes he threw Cas to the nearest wall, and slammed his face into him, holding his face with both hands and beginning to feel his neck and chest. Dean slipped his hot tongue to intrude Castiel's mouth, and he glided his teeth along the soft pink lips.
The world spun for half a second before he felt his back collide with the wall, and a whimper escaped his mouth before Dean followed him. Letting his head fall back against the wall, the ex-angel's arms wound around his neck and shoulders, before really falling into the kiss. Cas's kissing was a bit sloppier - more open mouthed and wet, tongue sliding over Dean's lips… Things that he'd obviously picked up from a porno or two. Teeth dragging over his lip made him groan, and his fingers clenched in his jacket and hair.
As Dean moved his touch all over Castiel's body, he moved his mouth to bite his neck, also. He bit a little harder than he meant to but he didnt seem to get a negative reaction. He pushed his crotch to Castiel's and made sure his erection was noticed.
Under his touch, and his touch alone, Cas's muscles rippled, moving his body like a wave, tight against Dean's. "A-aaahhhh~…" The bite to his neck made him groan a little louder, the husky pitch in his voice dropping a little to become more hoarse. It went straight to his groin. As Dean ground against him, Cas pushed his hips back and spread his knees a little to allow Dean's leg between them to bring them closer.
Dean shivered as he earned the beautiful chords. When given more leg space he lifted his leg up into Cas, and he moved his leg a little as he felt his undercarriage. Dean's erection continued to grow almost unbelievably hard, to the point where he was almost panting and ripping te skin off of Cas with his teeth. He removed Cas's jacket and his own and he went to grab Cas's shirt and then to proceed with his own.
Cas pressed his hips down on the leg that was riding up, simply to feel the pleasure it brought to have pressure under there. His own erection was well on its way past half mast, and he could feel the other's cock directly rubbing against his. Breathing becoming heavier, he leaned off the wall just enough to let his jacket fall. All he wanted was Dean's hands… All over him… When suddenly there was a loud trilling noise coming from in between them. It made Cas jump at first until he recognized it as the ring of a cellphone.. It wasn't his own. It was Dean's.
Dean cursed inside his head, as he separated partially from Cas to grab it, and of course it had to be someone he couldnt ignore, Sam. More than likely with a case. He looked at Cas with an expression if longing and reluctancy mixed with a bit of anger. With out moving his gaze from a panting Cas he flipped it open, "what?" He said almost heatedly.
Castiel gave Dean a pitiful look of longing as the other man decided to back off and take the call. Unwinding himself embarrassingly from Dean's hips and shoulders, he waited.
"Geez you sound snappy today," Sam commented from the other end; there was a rustling of papers, and the clicking of a keyboard to be heard in the background. "Well uh… We got a case, here in town. Turns out there's a succubi running around."
"Great. How do we kill it?" Dean wanted to keep it short, and even though he might not be able to continue with his previous actions right away, he would have what he wanted, and he would give Cas anything he wanted. The sight of Cas getting embarrassed was probably the cutest thing he ever witnessed.
"Well it says here we can exorcize it. But since we got the knife, we can just kill the bastards. They don't possess a human host."
Dean listened to some details on the creature and to were Sam thinks it's at. They discussed when and where to meet and he hung up his phone. He looked at Cas who was still looking down embarrassed, and he walked up to kiss his forehead. " there's a succubi in town, wanna help?"
Cas waited until the call ended before looking back up at Dean. His face was still flushed a deep red, pupils blown a little wider from their activity. He relaxed slightly with a kiss to his forehead, and nodded slowly. "…Y-yes, I will assist."
Dean smiled directly at Cas, "don't worry babe, i'll get you later" he winked. He bent to pick up both their jackets and they left. "Were gonna meet Sam at what he thinks is the lair but it's really an abandoned warehouse. "
Cas smiled sheepishly at his promise, lowering his eyes again before taking up the jacket that had been dropped. He put it back on and followed Dean out the door, staying closer to the man's side. "Succubi are cunning. I suggest when we enter the warehouse that we proceed with utmost caution. Anything could be waiting on the other side of the door… They're shapeshifters."
" yeah they're devils, that's for sure, " it had been a long time since Dean hunted one of these things, since before he got Sam. And needless to say it wasnt his best hunt. He knew the spells they could cast on others and their little tricks. He wasnt excited for this hunt, what if it cast a spell on him?
Sam had already driven the car to the warehouse (they'd need a fast get away after all), which surprisingly, wasn't that far away from Cas's apartment. His neighbourhood was a bit shady anyway, so it wouldn't surprise him if a succubi wasn't the only dark thing lurking about. From his home it only took around fifteen minutes to find the place, and meet up with Sam who was sitting in wait inside of the car. He had their guns loaded with salt already, some holy water for the three of them, and the demon knife in hand. He gave Cas and Dean a knowing glance, as if already figuring out what they'd been up to, but didn't say anything about it. "Took your time getting here, huh?"
" whatever, man, let's do this" he scoffed at his brother. He took his gun from his pants and began to walk towards the warehouse after Sam.