Dean slammed the door shut and slumped onto his bed. Of course Cas didn't love him- how could he even think that. Why would Cas love a stupid fuck up like him. Jeez. He was beginning to sound like dad. Cas could never feel the same way, Dean knew that, he knew-

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door, he walked over to open it.

"Cas, listen...I'm sorry about-"

He was interrupted as Cas pressed a kiss to his lips, at first he was surprised, but then leant forward, kissing him back. Dean pulled away, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.

"Cas-what the-"

"-I remembered."

Cas said, he grinned as he stepped closer to Dean, who had softened his gaze as the angel approached.

"Dean, I love you- I mean it."

Dean stared intensely into Cas' eyes before caressing his cheek lightly. He pressed another kiss to the angel's lips, and Cas kissed back harder. Dean's tongue brushed against Cas' lips before exploring his mouth, hitting the back of Cas' throat. Dean pulled away before leaning over to whisper in Cas' ear.

"I need you."

Dean left a trail of kisses down the angel's stubbled jawline before nipping at his neck helping him shrug off his dirty trench coat. He should really take Cas to a dry cleaners. Cas then proceeded to take off Dean's first layer of clothing, before shuddering at the sudden breeze swirled around his now exposed torso, as Dean had unbuttoned his shirt. Dean couldn't help but stare at Cas as he removed his tie- he could even make ties sexy-and peeled off his shirt. Dean let his eyes admire the angel's lean, muscular torso. His eyebrows raised in surprise as Cas approached him, starting to unbutton one of his plaid shirts.

"You're turn."

Cas whispered seductively. He lifted Dean's shirt; removing it, only to see another layer beneath it.

"How many shirts are you wearing?"

Cas whined. Dean shrugged, and gave a nonplussed frown.

"It gets cold."

Dean replied, approaching Cas and kissing him tenderly. Cas removed Dean's third plaid shirt before removing another one. He breathed a sigh of relief as he had finally reached a small vest top.

He leaned forward to remove it, but his eyes widened as Dean tugged it off, revealing his toned abs.

Cas let his eyes drift to stare at Dean's body, he looked up at Dean before approaching him and kissing him hungrily.

Their lips moved in sync as Cas pushed Dean so that the back of his knees bent against the bed frame. Dean leant back so that he was lying on the bed, his arms wrapped around Cas, taking him down with him. Cas was on top of him, his hands resting on Dean's shoulder as they continued to kiss. He gasped slightly as he felt Dean's hand snake up his leg, and tease his erection. Dean smirked as he undid Cas' belt, unzipping his trousers, before sitting up and laying him down. He removed Cas' trousers delicately , as if the angel was so fragile he would break. He then removed Cas underwear, teasing him by gently stroking him, he then placed his hands on Cas hips.

Cas let out a loud moan as he felt Dean's mouth around his skin.

"Oh..."

Cas moaned, as Dean's tongue teased him before he swirled it around and further down. Dean went further and faster eliciting louder moans from Cas.

"Oh...Dean.."

Cas moaned, grabbing the headboard for stability as he bucked his hips upwards. Dean took Cas' full length into his mouth, Cas moaned as he felt himself hit the back of Dean's throat.

"Dean...fuck!"

Cas' moans grew louder and louder as Dean repeated the action, getting faster and faster. Cas could feel everything building, and he could feel he was about to explode.

"Dean...I think I'm...ejaculate..."

Was all Cas could pant out, as Dean continued.

Cas came with a loud moan of "FUCK...DEAN!"

He grabbed fistfuls of Dean's hair as he continued to suck and swallow.

He was still breathing heavily as Dean was face to face with him. The hunter pressed a tender kiss to his lips before smirking at him.

Cas eyes widened as Dean removed his jeans and underwear, taking him in.

Dean pressed another kiss to the angel's lips.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course." Cas grinned kissing Dean back harder.

Sam could barely sleep that night, Dean was watching porn again. He was going to tell him to turn the volume down, but he didn't wanna walk in on his brother while he was...having some alone time.

Sam sighed, he plodded sleepily to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. He made himself some coffee, and a cup for Dean- he's probably needing it considering he was up all night masturbating. Sam sighed as he stared at the accumulating pile of dirty dishes in the sink, Dean could do those later, since he was accountable for most of them. He knocked on Dean's door, there was no noise, so Sam thought it was probably safe to enter.

Oh well, Dean and Cas were still in bed. Sam turned back to the kitchen and placed Dean's cup of coffee in the micro...wait a minute. Sam smiled to himself.

Jesus fucking Christ, he thought to himself- finally.

THE END