He smiled down at Castiel, "we should probably clean up and meet up with Sam…" He commented. With Cas looking like this, he wasn't sure he could ever leave, if he hadn't broken the hot and sweet moment. He began searching for their clothes, and he found his pants and underwear… And then he remembered all of Cas's clothes were in the impala. However, he did seem to have a closet that should have more clothes than he used to own.

Castiel sighed and closed his eyes for a moment as Dean crawled off of him to hunt for his clothes. Cas lingered behind on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as the events of the evening ran through his mind. It took him a few minutes to finally sit up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed to touch his feet on the wooden floor. Rubbing his eyes, the ex angel slid a hand up through his hair as he slowly stood up. Every part of him ached. Touching the bruises on his neck, he looked over to Dean who was crouching on the floor to gather his clothing and blushed. "I… Have a shower," he gestured in the direction of his bathroom, before turning away to fetch his own clothes from a nearby dresser. He could take the clothes from the impala later. Pulling out a black v-neck tee, a pair of jeans, and his infamous Calvin Klein's. Limping toward the bathroom, he paused to look and see if his hunter would follow.

Dean nodded at the idea of a shower, but as he looked up to respond to Cas, he was turned away and he took in the view he would never get enough of. When Castiel looked back at him he smiled, "yeah baby, I'm comin". His bathroom was simple enough but his shower was beautiful, with the giant rain-forest type faucets, steaming jets and sliding doors. "Cas…. This is the second best thing i've ever seen. " he smiled at his naked boyfriend. He waddled quickly to kiss him as he put his hands on Cas's hips, "c'mon, let's lather up~" Dean was rather excited to have a shower in this, and with Castiel.

Once inside, he put his clothes up on the sink to change into after, and padded over to the mat in front of the shower to start running the warm water. "The… Second best? What is the first?" He blushed again as Dean put his hands on Cas's hips, and kissed him back timidly before sliding the glass doors open for them to step in. For all his time as a human, showers were his favourite thing. He found them very enjoyable, and the thought of sharing a shower with Dean made his heart flutter.

Dean walked into the warm spray and grabbed Cas again as he too stepped in, and after the doors were closed he planted another warm kiss. The wetness between them felt good, he could get used to being like this with Castiel, very easily, but for now he just wanted to get clean and to clean Cas. He grabbed a bottle that said "shampoo" on it and put a blob in his hand and began to lather it and he immediately went to Cas. He spread it all over his head and did a little massage.

As the shower rained down on them, Cas moved easily into Dean's arms and kissed him back tenderly. It was pleasantly warm around them, the steam rising up to cloud on the windows. Reaching to the side with one arm to pluck a bar of soap up off the shelf, he ran it slowly over Dean's chest, humming as the other's hands sunk through his hair. He found it very easy to shower with him. They might even share more together… That thought made him smile a little. He'd certainly like that.

The soap felt nice as Cas slicked his chest with it. He became lost for a moment in the feeling of the steam and the warm body touching him, he looked down and saw Cas smiling timidly and he felt his chest well up inside. Dean had never been happier than this exact moment. He let a big smile cross his features and he kissed Castiel's soapy forehead. He took his hands away from his head and put them on Cas's hips again.

Scrubbing the soap over Dean's body, Cas began cleaning the sticky cum off of his lover's chest and lower body, before pressing himself a little closer and sharing the slick. The water began washing out the shampoo Dean had rubbed in, and the ex-angel ducked his head against his shoulder as all the filth began washing away. He enjoyed feeling warm and close… As an angel, he couldn't feel this way about anything, but as a human, his emotions could take hold.

Dean snatched the soap from Cas when he pressed himself together with him, and washed down his beautiful an perfectly formed back. He just would never stop touching him, warm, wet, toned, and in general, devour-able. With the hug-like position they were in, Dean slid his hand down and felt Cas's perky ass and hummed to himself as he enjoyed himself without restraint.

Castiel hugged Dean a little tighter, nuzzling his cheek agains the man's shoulder, and nosing into his neck as the hunger began touching his ass. He was still incredibly sore where Dean had entered him, but couldn't find it in himself to regret any of his actions. It felt good while it was happening, and Dean's hands touching his cheeks now felt good too. "Mmmm…" He sighed, running his fingers up and down his spine. "We… Should probably hurry… Before Sam begins to worry…" He hated being the one to bring it up, but they /did/ promise Dean's brother they would meet him back at the motel.

Dean opened his eyes, which he hadnt really noticed were closed, and sighed "yeah, i guess you're right". he removed himself reluctantly from his ex-angel, and quickly washed himself and handed Cas the soap as he began rinsing. he peered from the corners of his eyes at Castiel, all lathered up. once rinsed off completely, he went to open the doors, but gave Cas another quick appreciation look before he stepped out and began searching for a towel. the bathroom wasnt too steamy since all the steam was inside the shower, so he found them fairly easily. he began thinking to himself about how Sam was going to react to this…

As they pulled apart, Castiel sighed and also finished washing himself off rather quickly. If his feelings were correct, they'd likely have more opportunities to shower together than just that night… They'd confessed their love for each other after all. That had to count for something too.

Dean finished his shower before him, and Castiel shut off the water once he was done rinsing the soap and conditioner from his body and hair. Stepping out onto the mat after him, Cas scrubbed himself down with a towel and gingerly pulled himself into clothes. It seemed he was more sore than he thought. But every bruise and scratch only reminded him of the pleasure they shared together. As soon as he had his boxers on, he turned to Dean, hair still dripping wet, and messy. "… If you want my photographs in the underwear, you can take new ones for yourself… I do not think my photographers and make up artists will be fond of the marks you left on me. But I quite like them myself…" He blushed, turning his eyes to the floor as he ran his finger tips over his hickeys.

Dean smiled at his suggestion, "you want me to take pictures of you?" He asked rhetorically, he watched as he touched the love marks Dean made for him, "i like them too, i think they suit you." He walked closer to Cas, "i'll have to just keep leaving them there, i guess" he shrugged. "Anyway, who needs pictures when I have the real thing?" He stroked Cas's cheek with the back of his hand as he looked at his face. Remembering Sam again, he dropped his hand. As much as he loved Castiel, he didnt know if he could tell Sam, what if Sam …. Reacted negitively? What would he do if his brother rejected him? He found himself staring at the tile underneath their feet, feelin his feature hurt with worry.

Touching over the tender marks, Cas blushed and looked up at him with his eyes as Dean stepped closer. The thought of him leaving /more/ on Cas's body made him shiver and smile sheepishly. "I… Would like that," he admitted shyly, before leaning his cheek into the man's fingers. "And I- I don't know. You like my posters so I assumed that maybe you might want—" he shook his head and blushed a shade darker. "N-never mind, I suppose it is a bit foolish," when Dean dropped his hand away, and the man's features turned solemn, Castiel immediately thought he'd said something wrong. Had he upset him? Brows raising in concern, he reached his hand out to touch the hunter's fingers. "… Dean? Are you alright?"

Dean felt Cas grab his fingers with his hand, and when he looked at Cas again, Cas had an extremely worried look on his face, and Dean knew Cas probably thought he'd done something. "don't worry it isn't you…. it's Sam… i'm worried he won't-" Dean cut himself off, he was too scared to say it. "i do really…love you…Cas…I just…my brother" his throat welled up a little and it became difficult for him to talk. Sam was always an extremely touchy subject for him, and so was love…he looked into his lover's worried blue eyes. he had nothing to say, he was stuck.

Dean felt Cas grab his fingers with his hand, and when he looked at Cas again, Cas had an extremely worried look on his face, and Dean knew Cas probably thought he'd done something. "don't worry it isn't you…. it's Sam… i'm worried he won't-" Dean cut himself off, he was too scared to say it. "i do really…love you…Cas…I just…my brother" his throat welled up a little and it became difficult for him to talk. Sam was always an extremely touchy subject for him, and so was love…he looked into his lover's worried blue eyes. he had nothing to say, he was stuck.

Castiel's expression softened into sympathy. Though he didn't quite understand just /why/ Sam wouldn't approve, Dean's fears were totally justified. "I… I see," he said, threading his fingers through Dean's. " We… Do not have to tell Sam about this. We can… Tell him it was the work of the spell and you did what you must. That much is true, at least… We can keep the rest to ourselves. Perhaps later, at a better time we could tell him…"

Dean thought that over for a moment but shook his head, if he waited and Sam found out he'd been hiding it, he'd just get more mad. he was just gonna have to tell him flat out. "i'm not ashamed of you, Cas. we're gonna tell 'im" he leaned in to kiss Cas, his kisses made him feel better, he let a small smile influence the kiss. "like i said, I love you." he smiled again before he searched for his shirts.

He couldn't deny the bit of relief he felt when Dean said he wasn't ashamed of him. It was a huge relief to know that Dean didn't want to hide it - as much as he would try, Castiel doubted he'd be very good at actually sneaking around his feelings. He met Dean's kiss, half eager and nervous, but also content in the knowledge that he really was loved. "I love you too…" It would be so easy to curl back into his arms right then, but he resisted solely because they'd need to leave soon. "Sam is a reasonable human, I'm sure he won't be too upset… It isn't as if I am a stranger, or a demon… Or anything else but human anymore." He continued pulling on his clothes, starting with his jeans before tugging the shirt over his wet head.

That was very true, Dean thought. After he retrieved all his clothing and had put it on he went back to Castiel and grabbed his hand. "Ready to go?" He lead him out of the apartment and to the car. Dean was a little nervous about Sam but holding Cas in anyway made his heart lift a little. He gave Cas his jacket and threw the rest in the back. The motel wasn't very far so it only took him about three minutes to drive there one handed, holding Castiel's hand the whole way. He parked right in front of their motel room and walked to the door, but before he even reached the handle the door was open with Sam staring at them. After a minute passed with no one saying anything Dean just smiled at Sam, "hey, Sammy" he took his free hand to rub his other arm awkwardly.