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Dean sat on his couch waiting impatiently for night to fall heavily down around the world. Castiel could not come over until Gabriel was fast asleep, and Dean knew this, but it did not stop him from pacing around the house trying to clear his mind. He was fucking his best friend's little brother. Dean understood the need to protect ones little brother. Dean had been doing it himself his whole life. What would Gabriel do when he found out? What was it about Castiel?
He had never been attracted to guys, not even a little. Not that he had a problem with it, it was just not who he was. Who he WAS. That must be who he is now or maybe not. He looked at other guys and felt nothing, but at the same time he looked at girls and felt empty. It was Castiel. Only Cas. Something about the way he smiled, the way his eyes glistened, intrigued Dean. Pulled him into a sense of needing that Dean did not know he could feel.
Dean wondered if this is what love must feel like. A tingling sensation that you get whenever you looked, or even thought about the other person. No, that was crazy. Dean Winchester had never been in love, and he wasn't going to start now with a guy he had barely talked to. A guy he had only known for a day. No, Dean just liked him because he was a good fuck. That was it. Nothing more. This is just what he told himself anyway.
The tick-tock of the clock grew louder and louder as it grew later in the evening. Dean looked at the time. 1:37am. Dean would have to go to sleep soon. He liked to get at least 5 hours, which was not always easy for him. He drank a lot, and had insomnia brought on by the nightmares of that night so long ago in Lawrence. Most nights he drank himself to sleep, but Sam had asked him not to. It was not healthy, and Dean knew that, but nights were harder than days.
Dean froze when he heard a knock on the door. He took a deep breath. This was it, Castiel was finally here. Dean took complied himself before opening the door. There was a flash of tan before Dean's vision was blocked by dark messy hair. A mouth was pressing against his, and a tongue was pressing its way into Dean's mouth. Dean stumbled backwards as the extra weight collided with him, and he fell backwards onto the hard floor.
"Sonuvabitch!" Dean shouted out as he pulled away from Castiel's lips and rubbed the back of his head. Castiel was on top of him staring down. He looked worried, no scared. He fell off Dean, and crawled backwards shaking. Dean looked at him, really looked, and then he smiled with a slight ping of worry.
"It is okay Cas, really." Dean stood up pulling Castiel with him. Castiel was shaking violently, and Dean suddenly saw that something was very wrong. He pulled Castiel close to his chest and just held him.
"Cas, are you okay?" Dean asked concerned. The shaking figure of Castiel pulled his face out of Dean's chest and looked him in the eyes.
"I am so sorry Dean…" Castiel murmured. He was shaking less, but he still had fear in his eyes.
"It is okay Cas, really. I am fine." Dean smiled at him, but Castiel just looked a little confused. Dean suddenly realized that look. It was the look of someone who had had a hard childhood. Dean knew the feeling.
"I would never hurt you Cas." Dean said pulling Castiel tighter to him, and kissing his forehead tenderly.
"I know that…" Castiel whispered against Dean. Dean held Castiel as he walked them both over to the couch. Dean sat down, and pulled Castiel to him. Dean wrapped his arms around him tightly, and Castiel buried his head into Dean's chest.
"There is a reason Gabriel ran away from home at such a young age." Castiel finally said after a while. Dean pet his head to let him know he was safe to continue.
"Our Dad had a bit of a god complex." Castiel continued. "If we did not obey his every order, we would be punished severely. I was too young to remember it, but I do remember my brother Michael telling me about how Dad kicked our oldest brother Lucifer out of the house over some stupid little argument, and had left him to try or die on the streets. I was always so scared he would do the same to me." Castiel sighed a shaky breath.
"When I knocked you over, I did not know what to think. My instincts told me to run because something bad was about to happen, but part of me thought I was safe…" Castiel began shaking again.
Dean held him tighter and whispered in his ear. "I will never hurt you Cas, you can trust me." Dean smiled into Castiel's messy hair. Now that he knew more about him, Dean liked him even more. He was like a lost broken puppy for Dean to protect. Dean needed someone to protect now that Sam was gone, and Castiel needed him.
Castiel stopped shaking after a few minutes, and then turned to look up at Dean. His eyes sparkled with something Dean could only figure was care. Dean pulled Castiel's lips to his and kissed him gently. As Castiel relaxed against Dean the kissing became more passionate. Soon hands were messing up hair and tugging at clothing. Dean nibbled gently on Castiel's lower lip and that drew a long passionate moan from Cas that sent arousal coursing through Dean's body. Castiel moved himself so that he was straddling Dean's lap. With one hand Dean ripped off Castiel's shirt, and with the other he pulled Castiel's mouth closer to his. Dean noticed the marks Dean had left on Castiel the night before, and he smiled into Castiel's mouth.
Castiel could feel the hardness of Dean underneath him, so he rubbed himself against Dean's crotch, slowly rocking back and forth trying to drag moans from Dean's lips. Dean felt a primal growl escape his throat as the pleasure built. Castiel broke the kiss, and Dean whined. He lifted Dean's shirt off, then started sucking and nibbling on Dean's ear. Dean gasped as his vision swam and pleasure built up from somewhere deep inside him, a place that only Castiel could reach.
Castiel grinded against Dean harder and faster as he worked his way from Dean's ear to his neck. Castiel stayed there for a few moments biting down hard on Dean's clavicle with every downward movement. The sharp pain of Castiel's teeth brought moments of clarity to the pleasure, and made the whole experience that much more satisfying. Dean could here noises of intense pleasure filling the air mixed with ragged breaths. He was so far out of reality that he did not realize he was the one making these noises. Castiel pulled away from Dean's neck, and got off of his lap. Dean looked at him with huge pleading eyes.
"No, please Cas, please… I need… Cas…" Before he said anymore Castiel was palming the outside of Dean's pants. Dean bucked into his hand, but Castiel pushed him down. He slowly undid the zipper and pulled Dean free of his fabric prison. Dean was painfully hard, and drenched in pre-cum. The aroma of Dean's arousal filled the air. Castiel pulled himself back put Dean's body. He licked and kissed his was down Dean's chest, his stomach, his thigh… bingo!
Dean gasped as Castiel's warm, firm lips wrapped around his hard cock. He slowly brought his head down taking all of Dean into his eager mouth. He licked up Dean's shaft, then paid special attention to the head as he dragged his tongue along the slit, then dragged it in circles around the head. Castiel puffed out his cheeks, and hummed gently against Dean's throbbing member. Dean wrapped his fingers in Castiel's hair as intense pleasure spiked in him.
"Cas…" Dean moaned "Cas… oh god Cas! Cas! CAS!" He shouted as he climaxed harder than he ever had in his entire life. Castiel took Dean's full load in his mouth, and swallowed every drop, licking him clean as well.
Castiel let Dean's now limp dick slide out of his mouth, then he crawled back on top of Dean. Dean was panting so hard, still blind from the power of the orgasm Castiel had given him, that he did not notice Castiel finishing himself off by rubbing up against him. The two laid there for a moment, panting hard against each other as Dean wrapped himself around Castiel and held him tight.
"It is pretty late, Dean. I should leave before Gabriel wakes up, or comes here to find us like this." Castiel said sadly. Dean held him tighter, the turned to look him in the eye. Blue met Green as electricity coursed through both of their minds.
"Let him freak out, you are staying here with me tonight" Dean said while standing up. He grabbed Castiel and picked him up as easily as he would pick up a teddy bear. Castiel laughed as Dean carried him upstairs, and then dropped him on Dean's bed. Dean took Castiel's pants off, and then moved him farther up the bed. He turned off the light, pulled the blankets over them, and pulled Castiel close. Cas closed his eyes with a content sight as he placed his head on Dean's chest.
"Goodnight, Cas." Dean said in a tender voice as he kissed the top of Castiel's head. "You better be here when I wake up."
Castiel smiled at Dean, but he had fallen into the clutches of sleep.
"Okay" Castiel breathed as he relaxed and let sleep take him.