"Hey, Cas? Just curious, how the hell did Gabriel manage to claim Sam without him knowing? It's…kinda hard to miss." Dean had been wondering about that for weeks since Castiel claimed him. He just couldn't figure out how Gabriel had swung it. "Well there are variations of the ritual. The particular one of Gabriel's choosing is always done when the soul is in deep hypnosis. It is a quiet procedure, nothing drastic as yours and mine was. It was specially created so that the soul remains unaware of what has happened." They were lying in the back of the Impala, Dean between Cas' legs and Cas leaning against the door.
It was a particularly warm day, March 28; a few days after spring had started. The sun was out and you could hear the birds in the trees behind them. They had pulled over on their way to a hunt in Kentucky to just lie together and enjoy each others company. Sam had decided to stay behind with Gabriel for a week or so. He would meet up with them soon.
They had rolled down all the windows and stripped down to their second-to-last layer. Cas was wearing one of Dean's old sweatshirts and a pair of Sam's old jeans that Dean had found in the trunk. He had cut them just below the knee and rolled them up to just above. Cas had said he preferred it this way. Dean was in a t-shirt and ripped up jeans.
They had picked up some food on the way and sat outside in comfortable silence, eating and enjoying the beautiful landscape in front of them. They had stopped in a big, open field overlooking a beautiful valley below. They had laid a blanket down on the edge of the ridge so they could admire the sparkling blue river weaving through the green hills. When they had finished up their food and sat for a couple more minutes to savor the moment, they got up and went back to the car. They were worn out; they had been driving all night and morning, taking turns so the other could relax, or in Dean's case, sleep. They decided to just lie in the backseat and hang around a little while longer.
So there they were, tangled up in each other in the backseat of Dean's Chevy Impala. His "baby", as he so vexatiously describes the big hunk of machinery. Don't get him wrong, Cas thought the vehicle was beautiful, but Dean sometimes paid more attention to it than he did to Cas. No, Cas was not jealous of a car. Shut up.
Dean leaned back farther and turned his head to kiss Cas' chest. Cas wrapped his arms around Dean and squeezed. He bent down to whisper a soft "I love you." in Dean's ear. Dean looked up and whispers, "I know right." Cas swatted at his cheek before Dean erupted into a fit of giggles. "Asshat." Cas pulled his arms away from Dean to cross them over his chest. He turned to look out the window with a fake pout set on his face. Dean sat up and turned around to look at his sullen angel. "Oh come on baby I was kidding. I love you, too." He crawled up to Cas and nuzzled his cheek with his nose. Cas turned his head with a small smile and kissed Dean, soft and gentle. Dean deepened the kiss and moved his legs to straddle Cas' hips. Dean pulled away to press his forehead to Cas', breathing hard. He leaned back down a bit to brush their lips together. Cas can feel him smile against his lips and barely hears the small "I guess." leave Dean's mouth.
Cas pushes him away and brings his knees up to his chest. "You're such a dick!" Dean almost doesn't hear him through his hysterical laughter that starts to hurt his stomach after a couple seconds. "Cas I love y-oh man that was funny-I love you baby I promise you're my favorite I love you I love you." Dean can't even form a full sentence because he's laughing so hard. Cas can't help but to crack a smile but tries to hide it behind his hand. "Baby, baby. You know-you know I love you, right?" Dean crawls back on top of Cas and Cas tries to push him away again. "No, Dean, I don't. I don't know that you love me because every time you tell me you always make a stupid joke about it afterwards to avoid having a serious moment." Cas looks up into Dean's wide green eyes which still have traces of laughter in them.
"Aw baby I'm sorry I don't mean to. I just like joking around with you because you're so cute when you're mad. You're even cuter when you pout."
Cas looked back out the window, still trying his hardest to hide his smile." And you're cuter when you shut up."
"Ow, that one hurt."
"Good."
Cas looked back at Dean with a playful frown. He knew that Dean was kidding, but he had meant what he said about Dean purposely avoiding serious moments by masking his feelings with jokes.
Dean could see in Cas' eyes that he had actually hurt the angel's feelings. He smiled softly and gave Cas a small peck on the cheek.
"I love you."
A kiss on the other cheek.
"I love you."
A kiss on the forehead.
"I love you."
A kiss on the left eyelid.
"I love you."
A kiss on the right eyelid.
"I love you."
A kiss on the chin.
"I love you."
A kiss on the nose.
"I love you."
A kiss on the corner of Cas' mouth.
"I love you."
A kiss on the other corner.
"I love you."
And finally, a kiss on the lips, a long, passionate, needy kiss on the lips that left them both breathing raggedly when they broke apart.
"I love you so, so much, Castiel."
"I know." Cas snickered while Dean pulled roughly on his legs to make him lay down on the seat.
"Smartass." Dean mumbled against Castiel's lips. "I learned from the best." Dean couldn't help but to grin at that. Cas wasn't lying.
Dean rutted his hips down on Cas' and swallowed down Cas' groan. They still hadn't gone all the way; Dean just hadn't felt that the right time had come yet. But now, lying in the back of the Impala, the only place that he really had to call home, he thought that maybe the right time was now.
Dean kissed his way down Cas' neck and bit down gently. Cas bucked his hips up and let out a slow moan.
Dean moved back up to Cas' ear and nibbled the soft flesh. "I love all the little sounds you make." His hands wandered up from where they had been resting on Cas' thighs to play at the hem of Cas' sweater.
"Dean… Please… Too much clothes." Cas barely managed to whimper. He couldn't think straight when Dean was doing what he currently was with his mouth.
Dean chuckled. "Sure baby." He slid his hands up Cas' tight stomach and pushed the sweater up. Cas lifted himself to help Dean and hummed with pleasure when his chest was finally bare. Dean moved to kiss Cas again but Cas stopped him.
"Now Dean, how is it fair that I'm shirtless and you're still fully-clothed?" Cas smirked and pulled Dean's shirt off in one swift movement. Dean leaned down to brush his lips to Cas', gently teasing. He ducked his head to leave a mark on Cas' beautifully defined collarbone and circle his tongue around Cas' nipple. Cas hissed at the sensation and threw his head back with his eyes shut tightly. "Oh, nuh-uh. Eyes open, pretty boy."
Cas opened his eyes with some difficulty and looked down at Dean. Dean was now beginning to move down further, eyes drifting down to rest on the bulge in Cas' jeans. He licked his lips and slowly began to unbutton and unzip. He pulled them off at an agonizingly slow pace. Cas squirmed, wanting Dean to move faster. Dean grabbed Cas' hip and held him still while his other hand worked on pulling down Cas' tight black boxer briefs. He used his teeth to snap the waistband. Cas whimpered and shoved them down. Dean pulled them all the way off with a sigh.
"Patience is not one of your greatest qualities, angel." Dean snickered while slowly pumping Cas' erection. Cas was breathing heavily and barely got out the words, "Most certainly not." before Dean's wet heat engulfed him.
Cas didn't want to think of it as a scream, what came out of his mouth. More like a… surprised declaration of pleasure. In reality, it sounded like, "Most certainly no-UH-OT!" He was honestly just shocked that he hadn't come right there.
Dean hummed around Castiel and Cas couldn't deny that what came out was a filthy yelp of "Fuck!" Sometimes he hated that Dean was able to make him come so undone and say such vile words and make such heinous noises.
This was not one of those times.
Dean let go of Cas' hips and Cas instantly bucked up into Dean's mouth. He felt the tip hit the back of Dean's throat and he groaned. His fingers found their way into Dean's hair and he couldn't seem to make them retreat. Dean hollowed out his cheeks and took Cas as far down as he could. He almost gagged, but just kept swallowing around the head.
"Dean. It's coming." Dean hummed and swallowed and swirled his tongue around the head before taking Cas all the way in again. Cas stopped breathing and came down Dean's throat. Dean swallowed all of it greedily before pulling off with a wet pop. He licked off the remaining fluid from Cas' softening cock and climbed back up to kiss him. Cas was still breathing hard and he had not yet come back down from his orgasm. He could taste himself on Dean's tongue and it almost made him hard again.
"Your turn." Cas murmured and was about to sit up when Dean put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. He looked up at Dean with a confused look in his eye. "Um… I think that maybe… maybe I'm ready." Dean stared at Cas, into his eyes and felt the mark on his soul burn. Cas must have felt it in his Grace, too, because he suddenly gasped and surged forward to crash his mouth against Dean's. He pushed Dean back so they were upright and sat in his lap. Dean leaned back against the leather seats of his beloved Impala. He was still rock hard and begging for relief.
Cas reached back toward the passenger seat where his trenchcoat had been dumped. He searched one of the pockets with his brow furrowed and his tongue caught between his kiss swollen lips. Dean almost let out an audible "Awwww" at the expression. Castiel could be pretty frickin' adorable for a fierce and wrathful warrior of Heaven.
Dean had been lost in thought so he was startled when Cas let out a victory shout and twisted back around with a triumphant smile plastered on his truly angelic face.
"Found it." He opened up his palm to reveal a travel-size bottle of lube. "I've been keeping it with me for when its assistance was needed." Castiel looked down with rosy cheeks. Dean could practically feel his heart being squeezed to death. He took Castiel's face in his hands and lifted it. "And it's a good thing that you did. This is the perfect moment and it's even more perfect that you were prepared for it." Dean let his hands slip from Castiel's face and down his shoulders to rest on his hips. "Are you sure you're ready for this, Cas?" Cas nodded furiously and gave Dean a small peck on the lips. "Are you?" Dean sat back against the seat again and took a deep breath. "Yes. I am, Cas. Although, I have to tell you, I have no idea what I'm doing, so you're gonna have to walk me through this."
Cas gave him an incredulous look. "And what exactly makes you think I know what I'm doing? I'm the innocent one here, last time I checked. If you like, I could check again. I'm sure the results would be the same as-." "Okay, asshole, I get it. What I'm saying is that I know for a fact that you know more than me because you came prepared so obviously you… educated yourself. What was it this time? The housewife and the poolboy? Oh wait no. It was the husband and the poolboy. Okay I got i-." It was Castiel's turn to cut Dean off. He kissed him hard and slid his hands down Dean's chest, stopping just before he got to his still rock hard erection. Dean whimpered into the kiss, wanting Cas to touch him. Too soon, Cas' hands were gone.
Cas pulled away from Dean to pop open the lid of the lube. "Do you want me to do it or do you want to?" Dean was confused for a second before he caught on to what Cas meant.
"O-Oh, no. No. I can do it." He took the lube from Cas and squeezed some onto his fingers. "Ready, Cas?"
"Yes, Dean."
TO BE CONTINUED…
Holy balls I am so sorry! Okay, I have absolutely horridtime management skills. I am also on a bit of a writer's block and my brain just did not want to write any smut. I am so sorry. I hope to have the rest of this up soon. But until then, tell me what you all think! Was it terrible? Did you hate it? Did you love it? Tell me! Again, I am so sorry for being a terrible updater. I hope you all can forgive me!
