Don't worry the about what the title says!
How mean do you think I am?
Never having sex again!
Chapter 9:
Castiel woke up feeling the sunlight warm his skin. He stirred and reached a hand out to Dean but only to find his spot empty. He opened his eyes and lifted his head up, wondering where he was, when he found a little note lying on the pillow that said:
Morning handsome.
Got up early for school, see you there!
Love, Dean
x
Castiel felt a warm arching feeling in his chest and smiled. Dean loved him. He LOVED him!
He lay down again and buried his smiling face into his pillow, when sleep hit him again and relaxed.
Dean was coming out of the showers in the locker rooms after baseball practice. He had been on the team ever since second year of high school and was probably the best pitcher they had ever had. PE was one of the classes he and Cas didn't share. When he had PE Cas would have chemistry and afterwards Spanish when Dean had Math, but after lunch they had English Literature and History together. Tuesday was the only day they didn't have all the same classes.
He went to his locker, wearing only a towel, when one of his teammates, Michael, slapped his towel against his ass with a loud whip-noise. Dean yelled as he jumped up in the air, almost dropping his towel at the movement.
"The fuck dude!" he yelled, trying to hold his towel up and wrap it around his waist again.
"Just trying to see the beauty that's lying beneath that thick towel of yours" Michael smirked and lowered his eyes to his ass.
"Fuck you!"
Michael held his hands up in defense. "Be careful what you wish for, Dean". He moved closer. "It might come true"
Michael had for a very long time been coming on to Dean. At parties he had often tried to kiss Dean while he was drunk, but flirting, lightly touching and just being around him was mostly what he did, except for the times when he had been looking at him in the showers after practice. He had usually ignored it and walked away quickly but now he'd had enough. If he was to be with Cas, he surely didn't want Michael to be around, thinking he had a chance.
Michael was standing extremely close.
"Back off" Dean said.
"Why? Cause Dean Winchester doesn't do guys?"
Dean pushed him hard so he slammed back against his locker across the room. "Just fuck off"
Michael sighed. "I'm going, I'm going..." he picked up his bag and walked toward the door turning before he walked out. "I will get you Dean Winchester. One way or another."
Dean threw his deodorant toward the door but hit nothing as he was already out.
Dean groaned in frustration and kicked his locker. "Fucking Michael" he said under his breath.
"I hope not!" Dean heard a voice say. He turned to see Gabriel coming out of the showers, wearing a towel around his waist and his head, like he had just been to the hairdresser. (Gabriel was also on the baseball team, and possibly the worst catcher in the world!)
"Gabe. What do you mean?" Dean said as he started to put on his clothes.
"I mean…" He reached into his locker and pulled out a t-shirt. "I know about you and Cassie and, honestly I'm fine with it."
"Okaaay? Got a point?"
"Cassie loves you, and it shows. I have never seen him so happy when I saw him yesterday morning, telling me about you two..." He pulled up his pants and put on his socks. "And I come here, overhearing your conversation with Mickey there, and I'm telling you…" He points a warning finger at Dean. "If you ever break his heart, I will personally cut you fucking balls of and feed them to you!"
"You seriously think that I would leave Cas for Michael?" Dean waved Gabriel's hand away from his face. "Has the sugar gone to your head, man?"
"Michael is just a fucking jerk! Nobody is ever going to change my mind about Cas!" He stepped closer to Gabriel poking a finger in his chest as he spoke. "Just because we've only been together for a few days doesn't mean I don't feel for Cas! I love him! More than anything in the world!"
"I know your type, Winchester!" Gabriel said. "I've heard the stories about you and Lisa. And if that ever happens to Castiel, I'll come after you."
Dean was about to answer when the school bell rang loudly, for the students to get to class. Dean glanced a Gabriel one last time before taking his bag and walking to class, leaving Gabriel to himself.
Dean understood him though. He was just being the protective older brother like Dena was with Sam sometimes. But when he assumed Dean would go ahead and cheat on Cas with Michael, it made him pissed.
He walked down the hall. Turning to his locker to get his Math books when he saw a figure running down corridors in his direction. It was Castiel. Dean smiled and thought he was running for him, but when he ran past, he just simply frowned.
"I overslept! I'm late for Spanish!" Castiel yelled when he passed him.
Dean chuckled. He snapped out of it when he realized he was also late. He slammed his locker shut and left for class.
Dean was sitting outside in the warm autumn weather. The sun was shining and he was leaning against a big tree in the yard, with his sunglasses on and with his friends surrounding him. Crowley was arguing with Ash over something that Dean really didn't care about and Sam was laying on his back reading a book while listening to music. Dean was about to take a bit of his sandwich when he felt someone slump down next to him.
"I'm never having sex with you again" a very exhausted Cas whispered leaning up against him with his eyes closed.
"C'mon, I can't be that bad" Dean chuckled.
"No, you're just horrible at timing." Cas smiled. Dean leaned down and kissed the top of his head, hoping none of the others would see. "I've been tired all day, I missed my first classes" Cas yawned.
"Sorry, I'll plan it better next time…"
"And soon, please"
Dean smiled. They sat like that for long. Dean was enjoying the weather while eating his lunch, having fun with poking Sam in the head once in a while with his foot. Sam kept punching his foot away and eventually sat up, giving a mean glare at him, Dean just wiggled his eyebrows and smiled.
The school bell rang again and it was time they got to English Literature. Crowley and Ash got up, continuing their argument while walking to class.
"Dean, you coming?" Sam asked as he had collected his bag.
"Yeah, coming right up" Dean said as he tried to get up but felt Cas lying heavy against him. He was deep asleep.
"Cas?" Dean shook his shoulder, only making him moan and stir. He turned to Sammy and told him he should just go on, he would be right up.
"Cas wake up. We have go to class"
No response.
"NOVAK!"
Castiel jolted awake. "WHAT!" he exclaimed. With his eyes wide looking at Dean, like he had just seen a ghost, and a hand holding on to Dean's shirt.
"Relax Cas. Jeez."
"What happened?"
"You fell asleep. We have to get to class, now."
Cas nodded and stood.
"Okay class, we will start on our new theme for this semester, called Shakespeare And You. We will start off by watching a film made by a British Shakespearian." Mrs. Milton, their English teacher, said as she turned off the lights and started the projector.
English was probably the most boring subject Castiel could ever think of. But that mainly came to classes like these where the class has to watch a stupid, boring documentary and not actually having to read anything. Castiel loved reading or analyzing texts. He had quite the collection of books in his room, and even more at his old home back in Colorado. Some of them got lost in the moving.
The boring class and Castiel's low energy status was not a very good combination. The movie had been going on for about fifteen minutes when Castiel's eyes were so heavy of sleep, his head was dropping low. To his luck he was sitting in the back of the room next to Dean, whom was watching this like it was in a foreign language. Castiel titled his head and rested it on Dean's shoulders, closing his eyes for just a moment. Dean looked down at him and sighed.
"Cas, you can't fall asleep now" He whispered for only Cas to hear.
"I can't stay awake, Dean"
"You have to. Mrs. Miller is going to kill you!"
"Then at least I'll be at peace"
"Just, try to stay awake!"
"I can't!"
Dean sighed. "Fine. I just have to use my secret weapon then."
"What do-" Dean put his hand on Castiel's inner thigh under the table before he could say anything. Castiel gave a gasp and jerked a little.
"Dean, what are you doing!"
"Keeping you awake." He smirked as he rubbed a little upwards towards his groin.
To Castiel's surprise, it did help. He was wide-awake now, and his breathing was quickening. Cas was hardening quicker as Dean's hands was full-on-palm on his bulge. Cas threw his head back in the dark room, holding a hand over his mouth; forcing himself not to make any form of noise. God, this felt fucking amazing!
His mind went on autopilot as he opened the buttons on his jeans and pushed Dean's hand down his boxers. Dean looked at him like he was some sort of mad man, but decided to just go with it.
Dean wrapped his fingers around Castiel's hard member and stroked it as much as possible in the tight jeans. Dean fastened his pace and stayed like that until Cas was biting his fingers, desperately holding back a loud moan. This was torture. Not being able to say anything, in fear they would get caught. It didn't take long before Cas' muscles spasm'ed and came hard in Dean's hand and his boxers; with both his hands wrapped closely around his mouth. He was panting and looked over to Dean, who seemed to be enjoying seeing Cas being tortured. He gave a annoying glare at him and hit him hard on his thigh, for smiling. Dean grunted loudly in pain for the whole classroom to hear.
"Mr. Winchester. Something on your mind?" He heard Mrs. Milton say from the front, though he wasn't able to see her from the dark.
"No, mam. Sorry" Dean said.
He looked to Cas, who he could hear was giggling at him.
"Well, it least you're awake now!" He whispered.
He took his hand out of Cas' pants and felt the wet cum on his hand as he smeared it on his school blazer (that was now going to be washed). Cas zipped up his pants again.
Castiel took Dean's sticky hand in his and let them fall down their sides as they watched the rest of the movie in silence.
And they survived the rest of the school day together.
Some fluff, a little smut and personally, I thought the morning sequence was cute ^^
I had the handjob-idea from my Biology class today, where we were watching a movie and in the back there were some guys making noise. When my teacher yelled at them they said something like: "But he's throwing a dick in my face!" I don't think I heard it correctly but everybody was laughing, so I re-wrote it a little. LOL
Anyway, reviews are welcome and I'm working on the new chapter but I don't know when it will be out…
