He arrived at Naomi's office early monday morning. he was exhausted between getting drunk and the concert he was drained. "im too old for this shit." he knocked on the office door. "come in." a voice echoed on the other side of the door. he opened the door, naomi sat at her desk, hair pulled into a tight bun. "come in castiel."cas obeyed and sat in the seat by her desk. "did you get the interview?" naomi looked up. cas had printed the interview out and handed it to flipped through the papers before looking up at Cas. "these are good. he answered every question. did you get a picture?" cas shook his head "no but im supposed to see him again." naomi looks up suspiciously. "he uh...seems to only want to talk to me." the room felt awkward but naomi smiled. "this is perfect castiel. if you are the only reporter he will talk to then we get his stories exclusivly. this is a reporters dream." was Naomi complimenting him? he pinched his arm to make sure he wasnt dreaming. "i want you to keep following him castiel, hes your top priority for the time being." cas wasnt sure if that was a good or a bad thing. "okay ill keep in touch with him." he got up from the chair and headed for the door. naomi smiled him out of the room, it was strange for her to smile. suspicious to say the least.
he returned to his desk and sighed. his phone buzzed on his desk. it was Dean "what are you doing tonight?" cas looked around to make sure one of his managers wasnt around and texted back. "laundry." the phone buzzed again "think you can skip laundry? i wanna see you again." what was this guys problem, he seemed to be obsessed with cas. he texted back "no. i have no clean clothes." the phone buzzed again. cas became irritated, he wasnt getting any work done. "ill buy you clothes or something, why dont you come over tonight?" cas scoffed. that was a straight forward request, he met the guy three days ago and he wanted cas to come to his house? "no. i have laundry to do." cas typed back, ducking his phone under his desk as a manager walked by. "god youre such a killjoy. when are you not doing laundry?" cas growled, this guy wasnt going to let him be. "thursday." he typed back. "you wanna come over thursday? you could have a few pictures for your article." now cas couldnt pass that up, naomi is finally happy and cas wanted to keep her happy."sure." his phone buzzed again "yay :)" cas chuckled. balthazar leaned over cas's desk. "cas man, why is your phone going off so much?" cas looked up, shoving the phone in his pocket. "dean was texting me." balthazar smiled "you two banging now?" cas blushed then scowled. "no balthazar, shut up. its a very professional relationship. hes my assignment." it was balthazars turn to roll his eyes for once. "right cassy, an assignment that you happen to have the hots for." cas growled "i do not have the hots for him." a manager was heading thier way. "what ever you say cassy" balthzar returned to his desk. "ugh...i do not have the hots for Dean." cas sighed and returned to his work.
thursday wasted no time arriving as cas clocked out, ready to go home and change before he saw dean again. dean was supposed to pick cas up from his apartment at 6:30 giving him plenty of time to get ready. after he got home he rustled through his closet. his clothes were a mess. he didnt have anything nice to wear. wait? why should he care. its not like hes trying to look attractive for dean. he thought that but he ended up in a nice button up shirt, blue tie and a nice pair of black pants. "fuck." he didnt mean to dress up, he shucked on his beige trenchcoat and waited for dean to arrive. the doorbell rand and cas grabbed his camera bag, slingin it over his shoulder before answering the door. dean was standing there in and old "stone temple pilots" band t-shirt and ratty jeans. the padlock necklace as well as the strange idol necklace from saturday still hung around his neck. cas looked completely over dressed. "you ready to go?" dean smiled, leaning against the door. "yeah." cas locked the apartment door behind him. he and dean headed down the steps. cas spotted a 1967 black impala in the parking lot, it must be Dean's. sure enough dean headed for the impala, opening the drivers side door. "coming?" dean motioned to the car. "yeah." cas took his place in the passengers side of the impala. she was well taken care of, pristine. dean started the car and began to drive off. "so where are we going?" cas turned to dean. "my place" dean smiled. as looked at him incredulously. "your place?" dean nodded "uh huh. its to make sure we arnt bothered, i got swamped by fans all day." cas sighed "oh okay." about 20 minutes later they arrived at a huge house, it was dark so it was hard to make out details. dean parked the impala, he and cas got out and headed for the front door. dean unlocked the door and went in, cas followed. "woah." the ceiling had to be forty feet high, a winding staircase in the middle of the room. "come on." dean motioned to cas to follow him. they entered what cas assumed was a den. a flatscreen TV against the wall in front of a designer couch.
"so do you want to start taking photos?" cas snapped back to reality when dean spoke. "uh yeah right." he pulled out his camera, setting it he focused it on dean. "do you want me to pose? or?" cas looked up from the camera. "uh yeah i guess or just be you." dean chuckled "same thing." cas didnt know what he meant but decided it was not of import. he began to snap photos of dean. his house was actually a gorgeous backdrop but not as gorgeous as dean. cas sometimes couldnt stop staring and forgot to actually take pictures. after a good hour, they decided to take a break. dean handed cas a beer, he reluctantly took it, remebering what happened last time his drank. he and dean sat on the couch. cas was still tired from work, it had been a long week. "so cas, can i ask you a question?" dean turned to cas, arm thrown over the back of the couch. "why did you agree to come tonight?" cas sipped his beer. "i dunno, needed the pictures i guess." dean leaned in uncomfortably close to cas. "are you sure thats the reason?" cas felt himself turn red. "i...uh..." dean grabbed cas's face, green eyes piercing cas's blue. cas's face got hotter, god dean was gorgeuos. cas thought he was going to pass out. "i uh...thought you didnt go for dudes." dean smiled "i dont but like i said i would for your sweet angelic ass." cas rolled his eyes, "romantic..." dean pressed his lips gently to cas's. cas was in utter shock, he hated this guy but he couldnt help but like the kiss. he sighed as he returned it, hand instinctivly grabbing the back off deans neck. "ngh..." the kiss was warm and wet as dean slid his tongue against cas's teeth, practically begging for entrance. cas allowed it, deans tongue now dancing with his own. "fuck" cas groaned to him self. this was a stupid idea. a really stupid idea. finally coming to his senses, he pushed dean back, breaking the kiss. dean looked shocked and honestly a little hurt. cas stood up quickly. "i uh have to go..." cas grabbed his camera and sped out of the den. "cas wait!" dean yelled after him. he followed cas but by the time he got to the door cas was already halfway down the street. "fuck!" dean slammed a fist in the doorway.
cas ran, breathing heavy as he ran farther then probably nesccasry. he finally stopped, hands on his knees as he panted. "dammit." he had rememberd to grab the camera but not the camera bag. it was late. probabaly about 9:30. "fuck how am i going to get home?" he decided to call balthazar. senseing the panic in his coworker's voice balthazar decided to skip the questions and hurry to pick up cas. cas stood on the side of the road, unable the forget the feel of deans lips against his own, cas touched his fingers to his them, it felt as if dean was still there. balthazar spotted cas on the side of the road and pulled over. "you alright cas?" cas nodded and got in the mustang. "are you sure youre okay?" balthazar looked at cas concerned. cas sighed "dean uh...he...kissed me..." balthazar cocked an eybrow. "and you ran?" cas groaned, gripping at his hair. "ugh...i dont know...i wasnt expecting it...i panicked." balthazar chuckled a little. "i bet. dont worry we are almost to your apartment." relieved to be home, cas heading up the stairs, balthazar waving as he drove off. cas entered his apartment, setting the camera on the bedside table. after changing cas collapsed on his bed. he picked up the camera, flipping thorugh the photo on his camera was of dean. he was so gorgeous. "ugh...why did i run...?" cas groaned as he sat the camera back on the table. he wouldnt be shocked if Dean never wanted to speak to him again. he rolled over. after fighting sleep for thirty minutes filled with regret cas finally passed out.
He woke up the next morning a little later than usual. he grabbed his camera and headed out the door. he arrived at work and uploaded the photos of dean to his computer. cas kept flipping through them, unsure of what to feel. after cycling through the photos a total of three times, he sighed and uploaded them in an email to naomi. he got a reply almost immediately "this is wonderful work castiel, im looking forward to more." cas gripped at his hair inn frustration. "ugh she wants more photos of him? havent i been through enough?" he spent the rest of the day groaning and muttering under his breath. he didnt know if he could face dean after last night and to be honest he didnt if he know wanted to. work dragged on but finally 5:15 rolled around. balthazar hadnt spoken to him all day but he followed cas into the elevator on the way down. "sorry i havent said anything to you all day mate. i figured you needed some space." balthazar pressed the button to go to the first floor. "its alright balthazar, i appreciate it." cas nodded. "do you want to drink at your house tonight? might take your mind off of things." cas thought it over, maybe it wasnt a bad idea to get drunk, it would keep his mind off dean. cas nodded in approval. "alright, ill just follow you home then?" cas looked over "i dont have any alcohol at my house." balthazar chuckled. "its fine cassy, i have tons of vodka in my car." cas rolled his eyes, of course balthazar had a stockpile of vodka in his car. getting in their seperate cars, they drove to cas's apartment. cas went up the stairs to unlock the door while balthazar went in his trunk to get the vodka.
cas entered the apartment, balthazar followed behind him. he had about six bottles of various kinds of vodka in his arms. "ready to get drinking cassy?" cas nodded "absolutely." about three glasses in Balthazar was still holding strong, vodka was practically water to him, cas however was off his rocker. "ya...ya know baltha...hic...balt...ugh whys ya names so hards?" he had a arm slung over balthazar, sloshing only his second glass of vodka. "my names not hard cassy, youre just very drunk." balthazar patted cas's head. cas grinned "nos...no ims no..okays maybe i is a little drunk..." he tackled balthazar, knock him back on the couch. "come on cassy, get off." balthazar tried to push his drunken friend off, but he had a death grip around balthazar's waist. "no balthy i wants hugs!" cas purred as he cuddled the older man. "ugh why do i get you drunk?" balthtazar slammed a hand against his forehead. cas continued to purr as he nuzzled his friend. "i miss him. lots. im a dumb. im a dumb." cas pouted. cas sat up, releasing balthazar "hes shuch a jerk. i shouldnt like himmm." cas hummed. balthazar listened to his friends druken rumbling, sipping his drink. "he kissed me...tha jerk...he messes with ma brain." cas stood up quickly, shucking on his trench coat. "cassy where are you going?" cas headed toward the door. "hes a jerk, imma go kick his assbutt." balthazar grabbed his friend's arm. "no cassy youre drunk, dont drive." cas yanked his arm away. "im fine balty..." he ran out the door, balthazar chasing after him. "cas wait!" he leaned over the railing of the stairs. cas was already driving off. "dammit." balthazar groaned.
"imma...imma...teach that jerk a lesson." cas swerved all over the road but somehow managed to make it to dean's house unscathed. he got out of the Cadillac, slamming the door behind him. he proceeded o pound heavily on deans front door. "DEAN! DEAN WINCHESTURRRRRRR...GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" cas banged on the door repeatedly. midswing the door opened and cas almost hit dean in the face. "Cas?" dean was in a pair of just sweatpants, hair dripping, he had just gotten out of the shower. "Dean winchesturr...you beautiful sons..of a bitch..." cas slurred, swinging at cas. dean easily dodged it, causing cas to faceplant on the hard foyer floor. "oh my god cas!" dean tried to pick him up, but cas swatted his hand away. "dont touch me you son of a bitch!" dean glared. "god cas what the fuck is wrong with you? are you drunk?" cas sat up, and poked deans chest repeatedly. "NO...yes..." cas laid back on the floor giggling hysterically. Dean finally was able to get cas into the den where they had done their photoshoot and laid him on the couch. cas stopped giggling and glared at dean. "youre a shunn of a bitch you know that?" dean crossed his arms, how had he ended up with this drunken idiot on his couch in the middle of the night? "whyd ya kiss me huh? i wann know you could get any chick you want. why are you screwing with me?!" cas screamed at dean. dean sighed, god this guy was an idiot. "look cas, i dont know." sitting up cas glared "ya dont know assbutt? fuck you. i havent been able to get you out of my head, youre driving me insane!" cas seemed to be sobering up a little, his sentences made more sense. "well fucking forgive me cas! if you wernt so damn adorable i wouldnt act like an idiot around you!" dean screamed at the drunken man on the couch who's mouth fell agape. "you think im adorable?" cas looked up. dean rubbed his hand nervously through his short hair. "look, when i saw you at the concert in the crowd i had a hard time not focusing on you, i recognized you when you came into my dressing room. and i just i dont know..." cas grabbed dean's arm and tightened his grip. "kiss me." cas demanded. "what?" dean looked at cas like he was crazy, but those bright blue eyes were piercing into his soul. "dammit cas..." dean grabbed cas by the collar, pulling him into a kiss. cas groaned as he felt dean's lip against his. he ran his hands up dean's bare back, nails gripping at the muscular back. dean crawled on top of cas, running one hand through his hair. "cas..." dean breathed through the kisses. cas looked up, dean's eyes were heavy, his breathing labored. god dean was beautiful. as much as cas wanted to deny it he wanted dean, and his drunken state was kind of impairing his reasoning. "fuck it." cas groaned as he yanked at dean's short hair, while dean began to kiss down cas's neck. the kissing sped up, hands sliding all over the other ones bodies. dean tore cas's dress shirt open, ripping the buttons. he began to kiss down cas's chest, teasing his nipple as he flicked his tongue across it. "ah fuck..." cas arched his back. it had been a good long while since cas had gotten laid so his body reacted favorably and intensely to everything dean did. Dean began to grind against him, cas's hips bucked in response "im sorry cas, i cant wait." dean fumbled with his sweats, sliding them off and began to get to work on cas's pants. cas looked up, damn dean was huge. cas had trouble keeping his eyes off it it. Dean finally had Cas's pants around his ankles as they resumed kissing, tongues swirling against the other. Dean groaned as he rubbed his dick against cas's "oh fuck." dean groaned. cas grabbed dean's ass as he bucked against him again.
"God cas i want to...ugh" dean groaned as cas's nails dug into his ass. "fuck me dean." Cas commanded. dean smirked "damn cas, you really want me that badly?" cas pulled him into a kiss "fuck yes." dean licked two fingers, sliding his hand under cas's ass, fingers rubbing against cas's heated entrance. "ah...p-please dean..." cas pleaded as dean slid a finger in, quickly followed by a second. cas gasped as he felt dean deans fingers inside him. fuck he needed this and it felt so fucking good. dean leaned down, fingers still working he ran his tongue up cas's dick. cas shuddered as dean drank him in, sliding his tongue from the shaft to the head. "ah dean...please.." cas's back arched. "fuck." dean looked around. they didnt have any lube down here and dean's bedroom was all the way upstairs. dean sighed as he lifted cas's leg up and began to probe with his tongue as well as his fingers. "ah fuck dean..." cas grasped his hair, hips bucking wildly. cas was about to go insane as dean warm tongue probed him, fingers working away. dean pulled his fingers and tongue away, leaving behind as much wetness as he could. he gripped him self and slowly began to enter cas. "fuck." dean groaned, he had never fucked a dude before, he hadnt expected it to be so tight, or so warm. "mmph..." cas bit his lip as he gripped the backside of the couch, trying to gain any kind of leverage. dean began to pump in and out of cas slowly, "fuck this felt good" dean thought to himself. cas moaned loudly as he felt dean move inside him. it had been too long since someone touched cas like this and it felt amazing. dean started to create a rhythm. their bodies began to fall in sync as their breathing became labored. mouths inches apart, blue stared into green as the rhythm picked up. dean was pumping at full speed and he was already so close. "ah...fuck..." dean groaned as he came inside cas. cas gasped as he felt the warmth fill his body, his own orgasm came as he bucked hips. after pulling out dean collapsed on top of cas. "son of a bitch..." dean panted head resting on cas's chest. the orgasm must have sobered cas up because he realized what he had just done. he had just fucked famous musician Dean Winchester in a drunken fit. "ugh im such a moron." cas slapped himself in the head. dean looked up, still naked on top of cas. "whats wrong cas?" cas pushed dean off. "i uh have to go." cas pulled his pants up from around his ankles and slipped on his overshirt, the buttons were missing "dammit" cas groaned as he crossed to the door. dean was left alone naked on the couch, looking confused. "cas where are you going?" cas stopped dead in his tracks. "i just...need to figure some things out..." cas went through the doorway entered his Cadillac and drove off. dean sat on the couch, a little pissed. "what the fuck?" he groaned as he fell back on the couch, thinking he had done something wrong.
thanks for reading :). sorry for all the grammatical errors. i edited the whole thing then the page refreshed and i lost everything. i havent slept much so i dont have time to edit it XD. To be honest i thought i was editing it. turns out i was editing the wrong story, im that tired XD. ill make the edits this week but for now REVIEWS APPRECIATED :D.
