"Remarkable huh? then I guess the next thing I got to teach you is Awesome. if you like something you say "Awesome" not Remarkable."
Dean couldn't really argue, because that had been remarkable. Remarkable and hot. Dean felt flushed all down the front of his chest. And he was breathing hard; like he had just run a marathon not just kissed his angel.
He bit his lip whilst he contemplated what he was going to teach Cas next. It didn't take long for Dean to contemplate before he decided where he wanted these human experiences to lead. he wondered if Castiel would stop it before it got that far.
"Hop up on your knees like this."
An Dean lifted himself up so that only his knees and down the front of his calves were on the bed behind him.
Castiel smiled and nodded.
"Awesome then..."
It rolled of his tongue easily. Because it really was incredible and Castiel wanted more. More of the warm sensation. He noticed Dean breathed just as hard as he did.
Dean seemed to be thinking about what else would be on the schedule and Castiel shivered. The possibilities were multiple and Dean was just unpredictable. His voice rang again as he finally thought of something. Castiel did as he was told. He raised himself on his knees and knelt like that opposite to Dean. He blinked at him and watched in curiosity. His shirt hung around him as he just knelt there and watched.
Dean grabbed the bottom of Castiel's shirt and pulled it up untucking it from his dress pants. Then he slid his hands under the material his open palms coming to rest against Castiel's pectoral muscles and there it was the rush of heat and tingle of electricity when his skin touched Castiel's.
Bending his fingers he gently dragged his nails up and over Castiel's shoulders sliding the shirt partially off as he did it. Then Dean turned his hands dragging his nails down each arm freeing Castiel's arms from the remainder of the shirt. Dean leaned back slightly and tilted his head to the side biting his lip.
His Angel had just the right mix of soft skin and lean Muscle or at least the fact that just looking put Dean on a slow burn and it was hard not to not just reach out and touch everything at once. Placing his hands against Castiel's Biceps, Dean smiled and leaned forward biting the line of skin covering Castiel's Collarbone.
He followed the line of the bone all the way to the notch of his neck. Dean ran his tongue across the hollow and then proceeded up the curve of his neck. As he rounded the jaw line he nibbled along his chin and then his lips met Castiel's lips again. Dean slid a hand across the nape of Castiel neck pulling him closer to him.
The anticipation was cut loose when Dean reached for him. It was slow and slightly tentative at first, but it grew. The heat was rising and Castiel was loosing himself in Dean's touches. He bit his lip as Dean's nails flared across his pecks. Then across his arms as Dean slid the shirt down. Castiel tried to remember to breathe. But it was suddenly impossible as Dean's lips found his collarbone. Castiel gasped and moaned.
Castiel grabbed Dean's waist and dug his fingers in as he tried to get his legs to work again. He was shivering and gasping as those full lips trailed a fiery trail across his collarbone. It was a sensory overload. Castiel leaned forward to get closer, his fingers now caressing Dean's lean waist. After the slow trail of Dean's lips across his jaw, he found their softness against his again. He moaned at the touch and felt Dean pull him impossible closer.
Castiel rounded his arms around his waist and moulded their chests together as his tongue licked his lips. Then he placed his hands on Dean's back and dug his fingers into the soft yet hard flesh. He knew now that he was getting really fast addicted to this and he wanted to give something back and not let Dean do all the work. But he wasn't sure what to do so he just applied more pressure against his lips and slightly biting on Dean's lower lip with his teeth. He noticed dean do it a few times himself and Castiel figured it would be good. He never thought it would give him shivers and make him gasp for breath.
Dean figured that Castiel would catch on eventually, especially once he caught on to the heat that was flowing between them. Dean had thought the first kiss had been awesome but this, what they were doing now just touching and exploring each other well it was Remarkable. Better still Castiel had caught on to what he was supposed to do fast. So fast it had made Dean feel dizzy.
Castiel had pressed himself against Dean and his hands were clawing at his back. Dean could feel the fire building from the smallest touch and movement it was so fucking hot.
Then Castiel moaned and Dean couldn't breathe. The sound went straight to his soul and Dean knew that whatever they were doing, Dean had to find out what he needed to do make His angel make that noise again.
Dean slid his hands down Castiel's back dragging his nails over the smooth skin and sliding his fingers into Castiel's belt as he began undoing the buckle.
Breathing was out of the question suddenly. Castiel could only move and press even closer to Dean. The feel of him so close was incredible. It was like nothing Castiel felt before. The fire that suddenly raged within his vessel was making him dizzy, but he wanted more. A lot more.
He dragged his fingers down Dean's back and up again. Dean's fingers managed to do the same, but they ended up on his belt. It was coming loose too and he gasped again. He needed to breathe. Castiel moved his lips to the corner of Dean's lips and breathed. His lips trailed toward his jaw and below where he sucked on the flesh. He tasted so good.
Castiel moved lower and found the place where his shoulder meets his collarbone. He parted his lips and ran his teeth slightly across the bone, while pulling him closer with his hands.
Dean slides the button free on the angel's pants then presses the tips of his fingers into the flesh just below the line of the belt. He traced his fingers down and along the top of Castiel's boxerbriefs. Dean follows the elastic around the jut of hip and curve of ass all the way to the dip of Castiel's spine. Dean traced his fingers up either side of Castiel's spine, arching his own at the stroke of the angel's fingers.
Dean was completely lost in the moment enjoying every sensation and touch, like feeling and seeing and breathing for the first time. When Castiel started to bite his collar bone Dean shuddered and a moan escaped his lips.
It's so hot and he's breathing in little gasps already. Wondering how he's planning on not asphyxiating if and when they finally get to the good stuff. Dean turned his head to Castiel and brought his lips to the angel's ear. He traced his tongue along the outer line of it and whispered.
"Told you Physical was good."
Dean bites at the lobe, sucking it into his mouth then slowly dragging backward until it escaped his lips. He wrapped each hand around Castiel's shoulders and let his lips trail back down the curve of the angel's throat.
Castiel started nuzzling Dean's neck and running his nose up and down and slowly sucking on it. His hands moved a bit up his back when Dean's hands founds his hips and rounded around toward his spine, making him arch a bit and groan at the contact. It was slow and sensual yet powerful.
Then Dean moaned and Castiel smiled against his skin, now sure that he was on the right path. He moved his hand from his back and snaked it around his arms to his bicep, grabbing the mark he made there. He was his. Castiel marked him as his and his possessive side flared up, making him bite slightly harder at the column of Dean's neck and groaning.
Dean's lips ended up on his ear and he felt his warm breath against it, making him moan again. His tongue snaked out and followed the line of it, making it hard for Castiel to concentrate. Then Dean spoke in his ear. It was hoarse, barely more than a breathe an Castiel had to fight to concentrate on the words.
"Yes..." He breathed out feeling Dean's teeth pull at his ear lobe.
"Very... Good." He moaned as his hands encircled his shoulders and hips lips left a fiery trace along his neck.
"Don't stop..." He groaned and pushed harder against Dean making their hips collide. His eyes snapped open as another jolt of electricity ran through him.
Castiel moaned and it was like sweet music in Dean's ears. it made all the little hairs on the back of his neck stand up and gooseflesh to dance its way across his skin.
"Don't Stop"
There was absolutely no way he could even if he tried and Dean wasn't going to do that, to try either. Castiel pulled them closer together. Their hips pressed against each other and Dean couldn't help it. Another moan escaping his lips as the electric burn of sensation coursed through him.
Dean ran his hand through Castiel's hair roughly. Pulling his lips to his and kissing him mouth wide and exploring tongue. Pressing himself hard against every part of his Angel, Dean dug the nails of his other hand into Castiel's shoulder. Raking them down his back and down under the material of his clothes and along the soft flesh of his ass.
Just as he thought he would finally find some breath, Dean grabbed his head and pulled him in for a kiss again. He stole his breath again as their lips collided forcefully. He could feel control slipping away from him. He wanted to be impossibly near Dean. He could feel the strong heartbeat and heat rising of his body toward his.
Castiel's other hand grabbed Dean's head and started pulling at the nape of his neck. His fingers found little hair there and he caressed it. It was silky. His other hand grabbed the mark and applied hard pressure on it. It matched perfectly to his palm. His tongue dulled with Dean's and he figured this was how hot velvet felt. Smooth and sensual and how come he had never done this before? He groaned deeply against Dean's lips and sucked on his tongue as Dean's hands went lower to his ass.
He groaned again and pushed his hips against him again, starting a slow rhythm which was making his body glow with fire and shudder all the way to his invisible wings. He couldn't get enough. Of the taste, of the touch and feeling Dean close. He never wanted to let go
Cas put his hand on the back of Deans neck and pressed the other to the mark on Dean's shoulder. Dean shuddered at the sensation as Castiel returned the ferocity and passion of the kiss, groaning and sucking on Dean's tongue.
Dean twisted and keeping his arms around Castiel to support him he lowered him to the bed. Keeping his lips against the angel's as he moved. Once he had Castiel lying on the bed he kicked his leg over and straddled him. Dean could feel Castiel's hips under his ass and he rocked his hips rubbing himself against the angel's crotch.
He bit Castiel's lip as he sat back and looked at the angel laid out beneath him. Castiel was so fucking beautiful Dean ran his hands over Castiel's chest and then leaned down and kissed Cas again.
Dean traced kisses down Castiel's neck following the line that ran down his chest. His eyes locked on Castiel's eyes as he kissed across to the nipple drawing a circle around it with his tongue before he sucked it into his mouth.
Castiel felt like his was falling. As something soft hits his back, he noticed he was indeed falling, being laid softly to the bed. And Dean was there lowering him down and he felt Dean's weight on him and it felt good.
He arched against him as he lay on the bed and Dean straddled him. And suddenly it was too much sensation at once. As Dean-s lips never left his and as those lean hips of his rubbed against him. All the touches and Castiel was drowning. He needed breath.
Dean must have read his mind as he moved his lips down his neck and kissed him while he arched his neck for Dean to have better access. All the while his hips moved in rhythmic motion against Dean's which made him groan out loud. More throaty and vocal this time.
Dean's lips didn't end at his neck, it went lower. Then they were suddenly on his chest and Castiel gasped loudly as Dean kissed them and kept his eyes on him. It was hard for him to hold the heated gaze, but he tried. Castiel's hand moved from Dean's neck and swept through his hair, massaging Dean's scalp while his body moved on its own accord. Grinding and moaning against the delicious weight on him.
