Castiel was still holding him when Dean woke up. A smile spread across his face from feeling the angel's strong arms around him, and his warm body pressed against his.
"Mornin', sunshine," he said.
Cas playfully nipped at his ear. "Good morning, Dean."
"I'm surprised you stayed."
"I figured you'd be hurt if I didn't."
Cas released Dean to allow him to stretch, but his hands felt over his body as he did so, warming Dean up.
He finished stretching and rolled over to face his angel. "It would've. Thanks for being here."
They kissed and when they broke apart Cas answered, "You're welcome, Dean. Besides, I um… kind of want to have sex with you again."
Despite having just woken up Cas' words made Dean feel energized. "Oh really?" he asked suggestively, sidling closer to him, and boldly grabbing his manhood. He'd already been a little hard before Dean started to pump him, and his angel groaned from his touch.
"Dean, that feels so good… oh..." he moaned out.
He grinned as he felt Castiel harden in his hand.
"So, who gets to bottom this time?" Dean asked jokingly, well, only slightly; while stretching he'd realized how sore he was from last night.
"Obviously you," Castiel answered, shifting his hips closer to him.
"But babe," Dean complained, "I hurt from last night."
Castiel seemed to have a difficult time frowning when he was feeling pleasure, but Dean could tell that he was upset. "Why are you pleasuring me, or even smiling at me, if I hurt you?"
Dean pressed the tips of his fingers to Castiel's lips to silence him.
"Sh…" Dean soothed. "It's okay. That sort of thing is normal."
"It is? Then why do you like it? Do you want me to heal you?" he asked, reaching out a hand to press his fingers against his forehead.
Dean shied away, letting go of Cas. He ended up grabbing his wrist to stop him, and then he answered, "No. It means I was with you."
"I still feel bad," Cas told him, his blue eyes heavy with guilt.
"No," Dean chastised. "Last night… last night was incredible. I've had a lot of sex before, and that was the first time I really felt close with my partner. I mean, I did with Lisa, but still, it was different with you. It felt right."
"It did feel right, Dean," Cas agreed. He then rolled Dean onto his back and placed himself on top of him. "But it'd feel even more right if I got to have you again."
Before Dean could respond Castiel's lips crashed against his, all warm and soft. One hand was touching Dean just about everywhere and even teasing at his sore entrance, while the other was focused on gripping their cocks and pressing them together. Feeling the evidence of Cas' arousal made it so much easier for Dean to harden. He ached a little bit from the night before, but it was perfect.
They moved their hips together, and burning pleasure took them.
