Waking up, Cas felt a warm arm wrapped around his body. Smiling, he remembered last night. 'We kissed,' he thought, 'We really kissed.' Cas rolled over facing Dean taking in the image of him sleeping next to him. Not being able to help himself, Cas brought his fingers to Dean's face and began running his finger's over his cheek. He felt the smooth skin under his touch and felt his heart warm. 'This shouldn't be real,' Cas thought. He began moving his fingers over Dean's jaw, tracing his features slowly, learning the curves of his face. Moving his touch above Dean's brow Cas smiled knowing Dean reciprocated his feelings. He knew last night must have been hard for Dean, but he was happy with the ultimate result.
Dean felt something warm glide over his face as he slowly opened his eyes. He saw Cas looking at him with a smile on his face. Realizing it was Cas that was causing the warmth over his face, he smiled back.
"Good morning Cas," Dean said pulling Cas closer.
"'Morning," Cas answered, letting his hand drop from Dean's face.
"Are you feeling better?"
Laughing softly Cas replied, "How could I not be?"
"Good point," Dean said as a blush filled his cheeks. "You know I'm sorry I didn't say anything to you before. Everything is so confusing and I didn't want it to be, I- I didn't think you- ah…" Dean closed his eyes for a bit thinking what to say, "I didn't think you liked me."
"You couldn't have been more wrong," Cas said, blushing, "I thought you knew. Remember after our first day… I- You know what… and I thought you knew, and for a while I thought you were avoiding me, well as much as you could. But I'm happy, I really am. And even after yesterday… I mean, I guess I got hurt… and so did other people, but a part of me is thankful, because- because this happened."
Dean felt his heart swell at Cas's words. As he spoke Dean couldn't help but think of how much Cas meant to him. When Cas finished Dean said, "Me too." Bringing his hand around Cas's head, Dean pulled him in and began kissing him.
Cas felt Dean's lips press onto his and felt his tongue slip in. Cas responded kissing Dean back and bringing his hand to Dean's back grabbing onto his shirt. Cas felt Dean roll on top of him as his body filled with warmth and excitement. He felt Dean's legs intertwined with his and their chests only separated by a few pieces of cloth. Cas brought both his hands to Dean's hair letting his fingers tug and glide through. Dean moved his kissed down Cas's neck and began sucking. Cas let out a soft moan and felt heat begin to pool near his groin. Dean let his tongue go over Cas's neck before biting the skin playfully.
Cas let out a gasp in surprise as he bucked up his hips causing his crotch to come in contact with Dean's. This only made him more aware of his growing erection and apparently Dean's.
"Dean," Cas moaned before Dean moved his lips back over Cas's kissing the man under him more passionately. Dean was surprised by his and Cas's erections, but that just made him more hungry. He began grinding his hips harder over Cas's and heard Cas whimper into his mouth. Soon Cas was squirming underneath and occasionally bucking his hips up begging for more contact. Dean felt himself getting harder and harder as they began grinding against each other more and more.
"D-Dean," Cas moaned, "G-od Dean," Cas said grunting. Dean began rocking his hips over Cas's releasing him from their kiss so he could focus on their arousal. Cas's head began lulling back into the pillow as he gripped Dean's hips holding on tightly. "Ple-ease," Cas begged as Dean ground his hips into his, "Please."
"BRUUUURRRRRRR!" The horn sounded just as Dean rocked into Cas again hiding his moan.
Dean immediately froze looking into Cas's eyes.
"Shit," Dean mumbled. "Do you want…" He asked looking confused and a bit scared. "
"Yes- I mean I do, but, shit." Cas said.
Dean rolled off of him and Cas felt his heart sink a bit. He was disappointed to say the least, but maybe this was for the better. The just kissed a few hours ago and they were just on their way to bringing each other to orgasm. Dean leaned over the side of his bed sitting up and running his hands through his hair. "Sorry Cas," he mumbled, "I shouldn't have-"
"No!" Cas interrupted, "I mean, maybe we were going too fast, but It wasn't your fault… I mean, I wanted to as well." Cas sat up and moved over to sit beside Dean. The two just sat there for a moment listening to the sounds of other men waking up and getting ready for the day.
Dean slipped his hand into Cas's, lacing their fingers together.
"You gonna be all right," Dean asked looking down at Cas's still evident erection straining under his pants. Cas blushed saying, "I think I can manage… I-If you give me some time… How about yourself," Cas asked, looking toward Dean's even more obvious erection under his thin boxers.
"Oh uh," Dean mumbled blushing, "Same… I guess I'll just… I'll move the bed. Just, just don't look, ok?"
"Same," Cas answered suddenly realizing how embarrassing it might be to jerk off in front of Dean.
Dean moved his bed back to his side of the room and realized Cas had already started. He heard the constant shifting of fabric along with small grunts. Getting into his bed, Dean didn't bother pulling up the blanket. Wrapping his hand around his cock Dean let out a small gasp. He began sliding his hand up and down varying his strokes in speed and pressure. He could hear Cas's breath grow faster and shorter across the room. Only making him harder Dean began stroking faster and faster. He let out a quick moan feeling the pleasure build in him. Hearing Cas let out a long moan, Dean finally looked over at Cas as he began stroking harder.
Cas saw Dean look at him and almost turned to look away. He was trapped in Dean's gaze as he continued stroking his erection, feeling it slick over with pre-cum. He felt his hips buck up as his head shot back. He soon brought his gaze back to Dean's watching his hand quickly stroke under his boxers. Cas wondered what he looked like. He was so close to seeing, but so far at the same time. Cas felt himself melting with pleasure as his breath began hitching more frequently and waves of intense pleasure ran through him. He heard Dean moan squeezing his eyes shut briefly before returning his eyes to Cas.
"Dean," Cas breathed, feeling his orgasm rising within him.
"C-as," he heard Dean moan back.
Cas pumped his hand hard and quickly a few times more as he felt his orgasm rip through him. His body tensed as his head shot back, losing his gaze on Dean. As he rode out his orgasm he heard Dean groan across the room. Quickly sneaking a glance Cas saw Dean was in a state much like himself and had come as well.
After a few moments, Dean pulled his hands from his now soiled boxers and wiped his hand on the fabric. He rubbed his shirt over his stomach cleaning off some of the come that hit him there. Looking over he saw Cas pulling down his blanket revelling a pulled down pair of pants and a pair of boxers sporting a wet patch where Cas had come. They both Got up walking towards each other.
Cas wrapped his hands around Dean's waist as Dean let his arms rest on Cas's shoulders. Cas kissed Dean softly before he released saying, "We should probably clean up."
"Yea," Dean agreed before sneaking in a quick kiss, "We're kind of a mess."
The two separated as they went over and began changing. Dean was happy, very happy. He couldn't remember a time that he felt like this. Every time he looked at Cas, his heart skipped a beat. Everything about Cas seemed perfect to him, it was like he was an Angel, a gift from God.
As the two finished dressing Cas made his way over to Dean taking his hands in his. "We're gonna be ok, right?"
Squeezing Cas's hands Dean replied, "We will. We'll be fine. As long as we don't do anything out of the tents, we should be ok."
Cas squeezed Dean's hands back before releasing them.
"Let's go, we've probably got one hell of a day ahead of us after what happened yesterday."
The two smiled at each other before walking out of their tent. From anyone's view, they looked completely normal. Two military partners making their way to breakfast. But they were more than that. They had feelings for each other, deep feelings. They shared a bond none of the other men had. They looked completely normal, but inside they were both struggling to control their joy, emotion, and nerves.
The day was pretty relaxed for the two. Because their base had been bombed and Cas was still on watch for injury, they stayed behind at camp and helped out. Cas and Dean began by helping move boxes from the supply trucks that had shown up that morning. As they helped unload the trucks they couldn't help but glance at each other at every possible chance.
Cas was happy, very happy. His heart felt warm and his body was a flutter. 'This is insane,' Cas thought throughout the day. Insane for a couple of reasons. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He couldn't believe it was happening here of all places. It was a pretty dangerous thing for them to be doing, and that worried him. But he knew it was worth it.
He felt so much joy inside him. All the doubts he had had before about whether or not enlisting had been worth it had vanished. Everything felt so right with Dean.
He knew he was being unrealistic. They had only showed their feelings for each other a couple of hours ago. But their feelings were strong. He definitely know that. And what they were doing was a risk, a huge one at that, 'The fact that Dean is willing to take that risk means he really cares for me,' Cas thought.
Dean felt a wave of joy rush through him every time his eyes met Cas's. He couldn't help the smile slapped across his face. He knew he probably looked like a dork, but frankly he didn't care. 'Cas likes me,' Dean thought passing a box onto a cart, 'Holy shit.'
After about an hour the trucks were finally unloaded. Cas and Dean had a break now and headed over back towards to their tent.
"Hey Winchester," Cas heard as he saw another soldier punch Dean's arm, "Did someone get a special letter last night, or a very special video call?"
The man laughed after asking Dean the question. Dean's expression turned to confusion for a second before asking, "W-what do you mean."
"Your girlfriend, I can see it on your face man, you've had this dreamy face all morning, its actually pretty funny."
"Oh no," Dean awkwardly laughed back, his arm going to the back of his head, "It's nothing really, I mean-"
"Oh shit! I was right," the man exclaimed, "Lovasz, I told you, he's gonna get laid hard when he gets back!"
Lovasz walked over clapping his hand on Dean's shoulder congratulating him in his apparent success with his 'girlfriend'. Cas was a bit confused, and pretty annoyed. He wanted to set things straight here, but he knew he couldn't. 'They wouldn't understand,' Cas thought, 'Rather, they would and they we really would be fucked.'
"See ya' later guys," Dean waved as he made his way over to Cas and the two walked back to their room.
"Well, that was pretty weird," Dean said looking over at Cas.
"Yea, I guess. We're just lucky that they didn't actually realize why exactly you were so happy."
"I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be too happy about it," Dean replied softly as he wrapped his hands around Cas's waist pulling him in and nuzzling his head into Cas's hair.
"You're probably right," Cas laughed. He let his arms glide up Dean's back in response, "But maybe they are right, just a little."
"What do you mean," Dean asked as he pulled his head back up.
"Maybe you will get laid, but perhaps a bit sooner than they predicted," Cas answered looking down shyly.
"Fuck Cas," Dean answered grabbing Cas's jaw and pulling him in for a kiss. He let his lips softly press onto Cas's and felt his body fill with warmth upon the contact. Bringing his fingers into Cas's hair he let his fingers glide through.
Cas kissed Dean back eagerly and felt himself moan into Dean's mouth as he felt Dean's hands softly pull through his hair. His hands tugged Dean's shirt out of his pants and Cas let his hands glide over Dean's back. Cas let his lips press down on Dean's harder as he started lightly sucking on the other man's lips causing a moan to escape Dean. Cas began slightly nipping Dean's lips for a bit before he returned to kissing him more tenderly.
Dean finally pulled away slightly out of breath. "You're amazing," Dean said as he took in the sight of Cas before him. He looked perfect. His hair was dishevelled just as he liked it. His eyes shined bright, a blue like the sky. And his lips, they were slightly swollen which made Dean smile, satisfied that he left somewhat of a mark.
