Cas puts some lube on his fingers and gently starts to caress Dean's hole. He rubs it more and more forcefully, then slides in one finger. Dean's body tenses, a low moan escapes his throat, and slips himself onto Cas' second finger. Cas knows that the boy doesn't feel pain, only pleasure. Just as he does. Cas watches Dean's shapely body, his beautiful face what those green eyes and the freckles on his nose make even more perfect. He doesn't know how Dean made a hold on him so much, but he was yearning for him for weeks. All he could do is thinking about this boy since they were both dragged out of that car. He went his place a lot of times, but somehow they always missed each other. Like three days ago, when he saw Dean got into a truck.

But now, finally he found him, he's here, and he can make his dreams come true. He slowly starts to slide in and out his fingers and his cock becomes harder and harder from the voices Dean lets out.

He moans and whimpers, his voice is shaking as he says:

- Cas, fuck me!

Cas smiles again, and fingers Dean further, who falls back on the pillow, his body arches. Cas thinks to himself that if he doesn't fuck this guy right here and now, the sight itself would be satisfying. The hunger for love and care radiates from him, and Cas's gonna give him all these now. This feeling is undescribable.

- Lie face down – Cas commands and Dean obeys without a word. He turns as Cas told while the man's fingers are still inside him. He lies down on his stomach, feeling that Cas pushes a pillow under his hips. He waits shakily for Cas to penetrate him. He isn't afraid, he knows he won't feel pain, and trusts blindly in Cas. Cas pulls out his fingers and lies onto Dean with his whole body. Dean feels Cas's hard dick as it's trapped between the two of them. Cas slips both of his arms under Dean's armpits, and holds him tight. And pushes in.

- Awh, Cas… Jesus – This feeling is totally unknown for Dean, his whole body trembles, his voice breaks, and when Cas pushes all of his shaft inside him he feels his own dick hardening again. All blood drains from his brain and he feels a rapture he has never felt in his entire life And then Castiel starts moving. He holds Dean down tight with the weight of his body so Dean can feel every little movement, every little tremble of Cas' muscles.

Then Cas picks up an even pace and Dean moans gratefully with each thrust. He feels as Cas sits up, leaving his body uncovered, and he feels the sweatdrops from Cas' hair falling down on his back as he starts pounding into him with more and more force. He knows that Cas stopped smiling now, and he wants to see his face.

- I wanna see your face – says Cas, still keeping the pace as he slams into Dean further. He wants to see Dean's face, see the pleasure on it as it strains from lust, his forehead as sweatdrops trickle down on his temple, but he can't stop pushing into him, not even for that few seconds until Dean turns around. When Dean pushes himself up to his hands and knees, Castiel grabs Dean's hips and continues fucking into him with hard thrusts. He enjoys that Dean is half unconscious from the rapture. His moans become cries, his sighs become gasps by now. Cas pulls Dean up by his arms, so Dean's back now presses to Cas' chest. He stopped the shoving, now he only holds Dean tight and covers the back of his neck with kisses. They keep still in this embrace for a few seconds, than Cas lets Dean go who lies down on his back and doesn't wait for Cas to push back into him, he slides down onto his cock immediately. Cas moans loudly, squeezes Dean's hips and starts fucking him lazily again. Dean's face is strained from pleasure, but he is still beautiful. Cas goes under in Dean's hazel eyes as he keeps his gaze on the man. Like he never wants to look elsewhere. And Castiel feels the same.

Dean wants to stay like this forever. He sees nothing but the depth of Castiel's blue eyes, and feels nothing but 100% pure pleasure. When Cas' breathing starts quickening and his full body is soaked in sweat, Dean knows he won't take too much longer. He bents his knees, grabs Cas's buttocks to make Castiel push his dick further inside him. Cas is fully in Dean and as his cock finds Dean's prostate with each thrust, Dean knows he's on the egde. He lasted that long. He cries out and exactly at the same moment Cas' back arches and with satisfied moans he cums into Dean. He thrusts a few more into him and falls onto Dean's body. As soon as Cas' body relaxes on Dean, the boy wreathes both arms around Cas' shuddering 're both panting and gasping, their chests are strained to each other. After a few minutes, Cas lifts his head up and leans on his hands on both side of Dean's body. He looks straight into his eyes and without hasitation he kisses him deeply, firmly, but still gently.

As soon as Cas' lips reaches his, Dean feels that this is the most wonderful moment in his whole pathetic life. Cas' lips are unbelievably soft, his tongue is hot and tasty, he can't get enough of it. He knows that something changes now and his life so far is over, something new begins. He doesn't know for sure if Cas wants him or not, but he's sure that he won't be able to continue this life anymore. Now that he experiences the feeling of being handled as a partner and not a property, he can't give himself to someone who treats him like trash. The dirt of his old life comes down on him so hard that he starts crying.

- Dean? - Cas looks at him stunned. Here they are, he just kissed the man who he was longing in his whole life, and he starts to cry on this. - What's the matter?

- Nothing, no problem at all – Dean regrets his weakness immediatley. – I'm just… very, very tired.

Cas watches him as Dean lies back down on the pillows and his eyes are closing right away. Cas runs his fingers through Dean's short hair and strokes his face.

- Cas – Dean opens his eyes and looks at him –, would you mind if I rest here a few minutes? I'll put myself together straightaway and I'll go, just let me… rest… a little.

- Sleep, Dean – says Cas, and as soon as he finishes the sentence Dean's head tilts sideway and he's already sleeping.

Castiel is watching Dean as he sleeps in his bed. The boys face mirrors peace and calm, he sleeps utterly deeply, his arms spread wide like he feels himself fully in safe. Because he is. Cas is sitting nearby the bed for hours, staring at him like he can't believe that it's true. He barely dare to twinkle because he's afraid if he does so he would vanish. He knows since their first meeting that they were made for each other. He sweared then that if he found him he wouldn't let him go and would take care of him. Like an guardian angel.

He admires every little spot on Dean's body, his arms, and everything on his face. He is perfect. Almost. Cas leans above Dean slowly and quietly, just so he doesn't wake him up, takes out the earring from Dean's ear. 'Now, he's perfect.'

Dean wakes up in a few hours and smiles at Cas. His smile is so careless, happy and so true that Cas knows he wants to wake up with seeing this smile on every single day for the rest of his life.

He leans closer and kisses him. Dean laughs and in this moment the first rays of the Sun come through the window and the light brightens the room.


This is a short chapter, but there would be a lot more, pain and pleasure, angst and love. Just tell me if I should continue.

The last sentence is about Dean's smile, we always say that when he smiles the Sun comes out. Sunshine boy.