Castiel moved around trying to find a remotely comfortable way to sit in the chair, but he couldn't, and forgot about the mission when he caught a glimpse of Dean taking off his shirt and stripping down to his boxers. He thought his heart might have been relocated to his throat for a moment, but was pleased to find out it hadn't. Dean looked to sultry, and Cas couldn't hold back his thoughts any more. In what seemed like one small movement Cas was up, trench coat off, and on top of Dean in the blink of an eye.
Castiel growled into Dean's surprised face "I won't wait any longer, Dean Winchester."
"Cas, what ar-"
Castiel pressed his lips to Deans, feeling the warm wetness of them. He tasted rum and cheeseburgers but he didn't care. He was true to his sexual desires, and he had never felt so remarkably unholy. Cas could feel Dean settling into the kiss, and even pushing back a little, creating more friction between the two. Cas could even feel Dean's length hard underneath the thin material of his boxers, pushing up against Cas's own pelvic regions.
"I love you." Castiel whispered pulling away from Dean all too suddenly.
"Cas, baby... I love you too" Dean breathed the words out, still taken aback by Castiel's surprise attack.