"I mean, how the hell am I supposed to not stress about it?" Dean was leaning against the living room couch in his dream, throwing a frustrated hand in the air while the other one remained wrapped tight against his chest. A small voice in his head scolded him for admitting that he was worried, but another, softer voice suggested that Cas really wasn't the kind of guy to pick on him, for any reason. There was yet another voice reminding him not to look his friend in the eye because he didn't trust himself not to scream at the guy for ditching him without reason in the middle of an exciting development in their relationship.

Castiel tilted his head to one side, frowning at the other man from where he stood a few feet away from him. "Is finding a new roommate a difficult task?"

"Well, I dunno… I don't know that many people, Cas. Not well enough to let them move in with me." Dean sighed, dragging his hand down over his mouth before he shook his head and looked his friend in the eye. Castiel simply stared back, not at all bothered. Rolling his eyes, Dean clenched his jaw before saying, "So, are we gonna talk about what hap-"

"What happened in your last dream was… a mistake." Castiel shook his head, clenching his fists as he averted his gaze. "I shouldn't have been so aggressive. I apologize."

Dean blinked dumbly at the man across from him, dropping his arms to his sides and loosening his posture a bit. "Are you shitting me right now?"

Glancing back up at the man, Cas squinted as he searched Dean's eyes. "I-"

"You're apologizing for… for being 'aggressive'? Really?!" Dean sounded more amused than upset as he leaned forward from the couch and folded his arms over his chest. "S'that why you left?"

"Dean, I've never had an experience of that nature before," Castiel said firmly. "I didn't… I don't know how to…," he sighed, dropping his gaze once again, "I don't know how to handle it."

Dean's heart sank as he silently cursed himself. The poor guy, whatever the hell he was, had no idea how to navigate through human sexuality. The mechanic thinned his lips as he stared at his friend. Cas looked more than uncertain. He looked scared, gazing at the ground with clenched fists.

"I feel very poorly about this situation, because I know how lonely and insecure you feel most of the time. I knew, when I left, that you craved my presence. Your soul was begging me to stay, and perhaps I should have listened, but… I didn't know-"

"Dude, what are you even talking about?" Dean couldn't bring himself to close his mouth as he gaped at the other man. "My soul? Cas, that's-"

"Beside the point," Castiel dismissed, his voice firm. "I can't explain how I know what I know, but… I know that you desire me."

"Well that's… creepy."

Cocking his head, Castiel frowned. "I assure you, I am not 'creeped out' by it. I…," the man sighed, looking away for a moment before meeting Dean's gaze and nodding. "I believe I feel the same way."

Dean dropped his arms to his sides as he stepped closer to the other man. "Yeah? Then why'd you leave?" He tried to hide the smirk that tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You nervous? Is that really it?"

"Partially," Castiel stated, seemingly unphased by their proximity.

"Partially?" Dean quirked a brow.

Sighing, Castiel shook his head and glanced around the room. "I am already disobeying my superiors by being here. I'm certain that… that sex with a human is not allowed."

"Well, rules are made to be broken, right?" Dean said with a grin and a wink. He elected to ignore Castiel's distinction between their species.

"No, they are made so that there is order. If I do this-"

"If you're already breaking the rules by being here, why does it matter what you do while you're here?"

Castiel blinked at the other man, color rising to his cheeks. "I cannot argue with that point," he said simply, just before he surged forward and kissed Dean.

Dean stumbled back, his brows shooting up as he let out a startled grunt against Castiel's lips. The back of his thighs reached the arm of the couch and he would've fallen onto the cushion if Cas hadn't fisted his hands in the mechanic's shirt and held him close.

In a blink, they were in Dean's room. Castiel gasped as he pulled away from the other man and dropped his arms to his sides. "I… thought this would be a more comfortable setting."

Dean chuckled, his heart racing as he nodded. "Great setting," he said, kicking off his shoes and taking a seat on the edge of his bed. "Awesome setting. C'mere." He patted his lap with a smirk.

Returning Dean's smile, Cas climbed onto the other man's lap and gazed down at him as he draped his arms over Dean's shoulders. He tipped his head down just enough to touch his lips to Dean's, sighing before pulling back and giving his friend an uncertain look. "What are we going to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Dean brought his hands up to hold Cas at his sides, frowning at the amount of clothing still left between them. He tugged at his friend's trenchcoat as he looked up at Cas with raised brows.

Nodding, Castiel shrugged out of his outerwear, removing his suit jacket as well with a little help from an eager Dean. "I want… more."

Discarding Castiel's coat on the floor, Dean smirked at the other man as he loosened Cas's tie and pulled it off of him. "More what? Be specific, Cas." He pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.

Gulping as he ran his eyes over Dean's chest, Castiel mumbled, "Everything." He gasped when Dean began unbuttoning his shirt, leaning forward against the man's warm fingertips.

"Everything?" Dean tilted his head to press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses at Castiel's collarbone as he pulled the shirt off his arms and dropped it atop his own. Encouraged by the sound Castiel's breath hitching, Dean ran his hands up and down the other man's chest and continued to kiss his way down his chest.

"Yes, everything," Cas groaned, melting into Dean's arms. "I want… I want to kiss you everywhere. I want to feel your body against mine."

Dean moaned, nodding against Castiel's chest before flicking his tongue out to tease the other man's nipple. He shifted his hips so that their hardened cocks could rub against each other through the fabric of their pants.

Gasping, Castiel's hands flew to Dean's back as he rocked against him. "I want to know how it feels to be inside of you. I want to watch what happens when I make you orgasm, to hear the sounds you make when your body is overwhelmed with pleasure. I want to experience that kind of pleasure, myself. I want-"

"Then do," Dean all but growled, lying down on the bed and pulling Castiel down on top of him. He slid his hands down Castiel's back, placing his thumbs beneath the other man's waistband and tugging lightly. He was about to tell his friend to sit up so he could unbutton his pants, but Cas was already eagerly pressing his mouth against Dean's, slipping his tongue out to beg for entrance. Moaning, Dean let Castiel enter his mouth, bucking up against the other man.

With a groan, Castiel pulled back and muttered, "We need to remove the rest of our clothing."

"Yeah," Dean nodded, attempting to sit up before suddenly being overwhelmed with the sensation of skin on skin. "Sonofabitch." He glanced down at his and Castiel's completely unclothed bodies with wide eyes. "Did you just…"

"It was faster," Cas stated simply, his voice gruff as he rubbed his body against Dean's, moaning as their slick cocks slid against each other. He leaned down and licked at Dean's jaw before giving it a light nip. Pulling back to gaze at the other man with a quirked brow, Cas asked, "Is this okay? Biting?"

"Dude, do your thing. You going crazy is making me go crazy," Dean said, bucking his hips up against the other man to emphasize his point.

Moaning, Castiel nodded and resumed worrying his teeth on and around Dean's jaw. He gasped, throwing his head back in shock when Dean wrapped his hand around his leaking cock and began jerking him off. "Dean!"

"Like that, Cas?" Dean managed to say through shaky breaths. "Betcha never thought breaking the rules would feel this good."

"Dean," Cas groaned, unable to still his hips as he fucked Dean's fist. "More. Please, more."

"What do you want, Cas?" Dean whispered into his lover's ear, then gave his earlobe a teasing nip.

"Mmmm," Castiel groaned as he shifted atop Dean. "I want… sex. I want to be inside you."

Dean's heart pounded. It was finally happening. Holy shit. "Okay, mojo up some lube, then, Cas. I've never done this before and I want to be comfortable."

Sitting up on Dean's lap, Castiel gave his lover a reassuring look. "I won't hurt you. I'll never hurt you."

Smiling, Dean reached up to run a hand through Castiel's sweat-dampened hair. "I believe you. But, I still need prep." Eyeing the other man, Dean remembered Cas wasn't actually human, and proceeded to stutter, "I-it's a… a thing people do when they're gonna-"

"I'm aware of how humans have sex, Dean," Castiel said, wearing an amused smile despite his voice sounding somewhat annoyed. In a blink, his fingers were slick with lube and he was backing up on his knees toward the edge of the bed. He reached his hand down to let his index finger tease Dean's hole.

Dean nearly jumped at the new sensation, his startled gasp turning into a deep moan as he fisted his hands in the sheets and tried not to buck his hips.

After moving his finger gently, slowly, Castiel added another. He grunted when Dean let out a pleased moan, and moved his fingers in a scissoring motion to stretch the other man's hole for him. "Another?" he asked, his voice rough. When Dean did nothing more than whimper, Castiel pushed another finger into him and curled them around the inside of Dean's hole, enjoying the desperate sounds it elicited from the mechanic.

"You," Dean groaned after a moment, shifting his hips to fuck himself on Castiel's fingers. "Need you. Now."

Castiel licked his lips, nodding as he removed his fingers from Dean and said, "Alright." He slicked himself up and wasted no time in sliding into his lover. He sucked in a quick breath at the same time as Dean, letting out a loud moan along with the other man.

"Fuck, Cas…," Dean breathed, excitement shooting through his body like electricity. "Move."

Groaning, Castiel began to slide out and back into his lover, grasping at the wrinkled sheets on either side of Dean as he fucked into the man. "Dean."

Dean began frantically bucking up onto Castiel, letting out a string of curse words until his babbling faded into a moan. His leaking cock rubbed between their bodies and Dean thought he was going to lose it. "F-fuck, Cas. Faster."

"Nngh." Cas began to thrust desperately into Dean, his movements becoming more and more sporadic as he approached climax.

"Harder, Cas. Fuck." Dean was all but whining as he reached for his lover and lifted his chin to look him in the eye as Cas continued to fuck him. He'd never held eye contact with someone that long in such an intimate moment, and he found himself in a trance as he stared, a single tear streaming down the side of his face.

Castiel gripped Dean's left shoulder as he let out a particularly loud moan. He began hitting Dean's prostate with each thrust, holding the other man's gaze as Dean came with a broken cry of his name. Castiel followed close behind, repeatedly whimpering, "Oh!"

It was as Cas came that a bright light filled the room, forcing Dean to close his eyes out of fear of being blinded. Before he could ask Cas what was happening, Dean felt a white hot burning in his shoulder. It hurt enough to make him shout, but it was gone within seconds. As the light faded, Dean opened his eyes to find Castiel heaving deep breaths, blinking down at the other man in shock.

"I…"

"What the hell just happened?"

"I…" Castiel tried to steady his breathing, letting his gaze fall to Dean's shoulder. He removed his hand and gaped at the skin beneath it. "Shit." Castiel backed off of Dean and stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes wide as he stared at Dean's shoulder.

If it was enough to make Cas curse, Dean wasn't sure he wanted to look. He winced, closing his eyes as he tilted his head toward his left shoulder. Taking a deep breath, he opened one eye, then the other as his jaw dropped. "What the fuck did you do to my arm?!" His heart pounded as he sat up and lifted his arm to better examine the angry red handprint on his deltoid.

Unable to lift his gaze from the mark, Castiel said, "It was an accident."

"Is it permanent?" Dean asked, looking up at a shocked Castiel. As if his body hadn't been heated enough from their previous activity, Cas's face seemed to be reddening.

"I… don't know." Castiel blinked, shaking his head lightly and returning Dean's gaze. "I'm not sure how I did it. Does it hurt?"

Dean brought his right hand up to brush over the handprint. It was soft, but not so tender that it hurt to touch it. He shook his head. "No, s'fine," he sighed. "Why do you think this happened?"

"I… feel strongly about you," Castiel said, pausing to bite his lip before nodding. "I believe I connected to your soul. That is what happened."

Gaping at his lover, Dean said dumbly, "You… connected to my soul."

"Yes."

Shaking his head, Dean closed his eyes momentarily before looking back at Cas with raised brows. "Literally?!"

"Yes."

"How does that even happen?!"

Castiel clenched his jaw, straightening his posture as he said, "I cannot disclose that information."

"Right." Dean threw his hands in the air, then moved to stand at the foot of the bed, next to Cas. "Well… is it gonna do anything weird to me?"

Squinting at the other man, Castiel asked, "Like what?"

"Like start glowing, or burning, or… Fuck, am I pregnant?"

Castiel frowned at Dean as though he was losing his mind. "No, it should not glow, or cause you any pain. And, I can assure you, I am incapable of getting you pregnant."

Dean blushed and brought a hand up to scratch at the back of his neck. "Good," he mumbled. Dropping his hand to his side, he nodded back at the bed. "Well… care to clean that up?"

Scrunching up his nose, Castiel tilted his head to one side. "Why? We've no use for it anymore in this dream."

"Well, I was gonna, uh…" Dean looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, letting out a nervous chuckle.

"Yes?" When Dean remained silent, Cas sighed. Averting his gaze, he said, "I should probably leave, now."

"Cas, don't… don't go. I don't have to wake up yet."

"I simply let you sleep peacefully when I leave before you wake up."

Shifting where he stood, Dean said, "Well… How about you stay here, instead? And let me fall asleep next to you."

Castiel knit his brows together as he stared at the other man. "You're already asleep."

"Well, can't you stay here until it's time for me to wake up? We can just… rest here." Dean hoped he wasn't blushing as obviously as he felt like he was.

Opening his mouth, Cas nodded in understanding. "You want me to embrace you until you awaken. I believe the term is 'cuddling'. Would you like to do that?"

"I… Don't call it that, and yeah."

Castiel squinted at Dean for a moment before a warm smile crept onto his face. "Alright," he said, climbing onto a freshly made bed.

Dean grinned and followed after Castiel, getting under the sheets with his lover and ensuring that they were facing each other as he draped an arm over his side. He tilted his head forward to give Cas a sweet peck on the lips before settling his head against his pillow with a sigh.

"Are you… comfortable?"

"Yeah. Are you?"

Castiel smiled, nodding. "Yes. Are you happy, Dean?"

Closing his eyes, Dean beamed. "Yeah."

When Dean woke up, he half expected to be tangled up with a naked, blue-eyed alien (or whatever the hell Cas was). He sighed when he realized he was alone, tangled with nothing but his sheets.

He was hungry, so he rolled out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen, not bothering to put a robe on over his boxers. Charlie had seen worse.

"Sleep well?" his roommate chirped from the table.

Dean grinned, taking a deep breath as he recalled last night's activities. "Yeah. Had a pretty awesome dream."

"Yeah? What happened?"

"It's too explicit to share," Dean chuckled, shaking his head. His grin faded when he caught Charlie staring at his shoulder with wide eyes. "Uh… what?"

"What the hell is on your arm?!"