THIS CHAPTER IS BASICALLY 95% SMUT. AND MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT SUCH. I DON'T KNOW HOW I DID BUT ENJOY THIS ANYWAY. I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY AWKWARD WORDING SOMETIMES I LITERALLY COULDN'T WRITE I WAS REALLY PARANOID HAHA. IF THIS IS NOT YOUR THING, YOU CAN SKIP IT, NO HARM NO FOUL NO IMPORTANT THINGS MISSED. TO MY READERS/REVIEWERS: I LOVE YOU.

~rockleah

Fallen

Chapter Ten: Make Love All Day Long

The first time Cas woke up with an erection, he was alone and he took care of it. The second time, well, that was different.

He was sleeping in bed with Dean, their bed as Dean called it now, only to wake up with his erection poking Dean's side. He felt embarrassed, yet he didn't want to move. It was too late for his brain to process any thoughts because Dean woke up not a moment later, smirking at Cas.

"Happy to see me?" Dean turned over and began kissing him lazily.

Castiel sat up. "Dean, I'm sorry—"

Dean followed his movement. "What're you apologizing for? It's natural Cas,"

Cas nodded. "Should I—take care of it?"

Cas felt Dean's hand move down his side where it lingered on his hip bone and shuddered.

"That's right, you're still new to this whole thing. Maybe I should teach you," Dean added a ton of suggestion.

"Teach me?" Cas replied, excitement rising throughout his body.

Dean's hand began teasing at the top of his sweatpants. "If you want to learn,"

"I want to learn, Dean," Castiel breathed.

Much to his displeasure, Dean moved his hand upwards and began to touch underneath his shirt, making Castiel's breath hitch.

"Dean,"

"Let's first take your shirt off," Dean slowly removed Castiel's shirt and threw it to the floor. "Now lay back against the headboard,"

Cas did what he was told.

Dean slides off Cas's sweats and boxers and wraps his hand around Cas's cock.

"Dean," Castiel's breathing quickens.

"Just relax, Cas. And pay attention,"

Dean sets a pace with his hand, and Cas is moaning and saying his name and damn that's hot. His skin is now flushed with pleasure.

"See what I'm doing Cas?"

"Yes, yes Dean,"

Dean keeps the pace and wipes some pre-come off Cas's head with his thumb, making Cas shudder. It isn't too long before he comes all over his chest and Dean's hand.

"I've learned a lot, Dean, thank you,"

Dean huffs a laugh. "No problem,"

"I should practice what I learned,"

"Whoa—Cas, you just came. Nobody has that kind of recovery time,"

"I wasn't talking about me," Cas smirks as his hands sneak under Dean's shirt.

Dean swallows. "O-oh,"

Cas takes off Dean's shirt, hands lingering, slowly being removed from his chest. He slides Dean's sweats and boxers off as Dean watches in a daze. Cas is about to give him a hand job. Cas—Castiel—fallen angel. Holy shit.

Cas took an unsure hold of Dean's cock and began to stroke like Dean had just taught him.

Dean sighed. "Cas,"

Cas went faster, and before Dean could catch his breath he was coming all over Cas's hand and his chest.

"Fuck, Cas,"

"Was that satisfactory?"

"Cas, that was fucking awesome,"

/

It was getting ridiculous how hard Dean was trying to control himself around Cas. He didn't know much about having sex with a dude and it made him freak out a bit, but Cas continued to wear the leather jacket that made Dean want to jump him and it was unfair. He was obviously doing it on purpose. Dean needed to be prepared, so he went to do some 'grocery shopping' alone. He picked up milk and various things that they needed after getting the item he hoped to hide from everyone in the damn bunker.

And of course Cas was helping Dean put away everything, looking a bit hurt he didn't come along.

And of course Cas found the damn bottle.

"Dean, what is this?"

And of course, Kevin and Crowley were around.

Dean scrambled and flailed toward Castiel, trying to hide the thing from the other two. Thank God they weren't paying too much attention.

"This is something for later," he winked.

Castiel titled his head.

Dean kissed him slow and pulled away. "It's why I went alone. It was going to be a surprise,"

"What is it?"

Dean put his mouth close to Castiel's ear and breathed, "Lube,"

Cas shuddered. "O-oh, I believe I understand,"

Dean smirked at him. "I'll go put it away,"

Castiel had a nervous excitement prickling beneath his skin. He had wanted things to go further with Dean for a while. The thought of finally being one with Dean was a bit overwhelming. Intercourse was such an intimate act, and Castiel wanted this so badly. He wanted to put all of his love into this act. He wanted to make love to Dean. He even did some research after learning how to use the internet, and may have watched some videos when he could get some time alone. He wanted everything to be perfect. And Dean was finally going to find out what he had said in Enochian.

Dean was nervous. Cas was still a virgin and had never done anything like this before. And Dean had never done anything like this before. Okay, maybe there was one girl who played with his ass, but that was it. He's thought about how it would be with a dude, but he's never had the balls to experiment. And maybe one day he saw gay porn, but that was because he was curious. This—this was different. This was Cas. This was no one night stand or experiment. This was Cas's first time and it had to be special.

Cas was in the bathroom, so Dean took this time to think about how they were going to do this. He was obviously thinking too much. He took off his shirt, ran a hand through his hair, and sighed. He was almost too caught up in thoughts to feel the hands that snaked over his chest.

"Cas," Dean sighed as he felt Cas trail kisses along the back of his neck, his shoulders, and his back.

"I love you," he breathed.

Dean turned around and kissed Cas slowly and passionately. He licked over Cas's mouth for entrance, which Cas immediately complied. Cas moaned softly as Dean's tongue explored his mouth. He pulled Cas to him, pressing their bodies flush together, running his hands underneath Cas's t-shirt. Dean stopped the kiss to take off Cas's shirt and then began kissing along Cas's jaw and down his neck, his shoulder, and his collarbone.

"I love you," Dean breathed as he nibbled on Cas's ear, receiving a soft gasp.

Cas began kissing Dean forcefully and was pushing them toward the bed, and Dean thought it was pretty hot how Cas was taking control. Once Dean felt the back of his legs hit the bed, he sat down, spread his legs, and broke the kiss to mouth along Cas's chest. He stopped at a nipple and took it into his mouth receiving a moan from Cas.

"Dean," he breathed.

Dean grinned as he moved to the other nipple. The next thing he knows he's being pushed on the bed and Cas is straddling him, pressing their erections together. Dean lets out a moan of his own and Cas begins to kiss along Dean's chest, dipping his tongue into Dean's naval and kisses along his hip bones. It had been way too long since Dean last had sex because this was too overwhelming.

"Cas," Dean moans, "Cas, please,"

Green locks with blue and Castiel tilts his head, hands still on Dean's hips. "Please what?"

"Cas please, fuck me,"

Cas shivers but continues to kiss along Dean's skin and then takes a nipple into his mouth.

"Cas," Dean whimpers and feels Cas smirk against his skin.

"I am not going to fuck you Dean,"

Dean shivers at the word coming out of Cas's mouth. "W-wha—"

Cas begins to take off Dean's jeans and boxers, and Dean's erection pops free. Cas takes off his sweat pants and presses their bare bodies together and hisses. Dean whimpers and runs his hands down Castiel's bare back.

Cas kisses Dean slowly and softly before whispering in Dean's ear, "Dean, do you want to know what I said to you in Enochian that night I was drunk?"

Dean shudders. "Why bring that up now?"

Cas gives Dean a smirk. "Don't you want to know?"

"Yes," Dean rocked his hips making Cas gasp.

"The first thing I said was 'I love you,'"

Dean smiled. "You sap,"

"Then I said, 'nice ass,'" Cas kissed along Dean's neck.

"Really? What did you whisper in my ear?"

Cas repeated the same phrase in Enochian into Dean's ear which made him shudder. "I said, 'I want us to make love until we collapse from exhaustion,'"

Dean felt himself get hot all over and he would not admit to the sounds that came out of his mouth as it rocked up toward Cas. "Cas,"

"Would you like me to make love to you, Dean?"

"Yes," he whimpered.

"Yes, what?"

Dean cursed. "Fuck—Cas, I want you to make love to me,"

Castiel smiled. "I've been doing research,"

"Research?"

Cas nodded and grabbed the lube that was on the nightstand and Dean spread his legs. "Fuck Cas, that's so hot,"

"I'm glad you appreciate it," Castiel slowly pressed a lubed finger to Dean's hole. Dean hissed and once the finger was in, it felt good. Too good.

Cas added a second finger and Dean was pushing against Cas's fingers, Cas finding his prostate. Dean's whole body shuddered as he let out a drawn out moan.

Cas smirked, proud he found it.

"Cas, please—fuck—I'm ready,"

Cas nodded and spread lube over his cock and pressed the tip against Dean's entrance. Dean relaxed and allowed Cas to push in slowly. Cas inhaled and once he was all the way in he moaned, the tight heat overwhelming him.

"Dean," Cas stared down at Dean in awe, flushed and beautiful. He stroked his cheek and kissed him quickly before looking back at him.

"Cas, fuck, you gotta move,"

Dean hooked his legs around Cas's hips and rocked his own upward, Cas somehow finding his prostate again. Cas began to rock into Dean, starting a rhythm that was slow and steady. They were making love.

Dean looked at Cas, jaw slack, eyes wide, hair sticking every which-way, and couldn't look away.

"Cas, you are so gorgeous," Dean mumbled as he brought Cas down for a sloppy kiss.

"Dean, oh, Dean," Cas was overwhelmed. It was his first time after all.

"It's okay, Cas, I got you,"

"You're…so…beautiful," Cas moaned as he came in for another sloppy kiss.

Cas couldn't look away from Dean as he continued to rock into him, Dean sometimes closed his eyes from the intensity, but he always looked back at Cas.

"Dean, I—Dean,"

Dean could tell Cas was close. Dean was close, too. "It's okay, Cas. Come for me,"

Cas's rhythm became erratic and he was coming into Dean, looking completely gorgeous as his orgasm hit him and putting Dean was right behind him, spilling white over their chests.

Dean pulled Cas close to lazily make out with him. "That was amazing, Cas,"

"I agree, it was amazing,"

"We should get cleaned up," Dean separated from Cas and got a washcloth to clean off their chests, then threw it on the floor to cuddle with Cas.

Dean inhaled the scent of Cas's hair. "You smell so good, Cas. Like sex,"

"You do, too," Cas moved his head to kiss Dean, hands roaming on Dean's chest. "I would like to do this again,"

"Yeah? We will, we will definitely do this again,"

They were silent for a while, and Dean was on the verge of slipping into a blissful sleep when Cas speaks—his intentions obviously not sleeping.

"How did it feel—me being inside you?"

"Cas," Dean grumbled, "I'm sleepy,"

"Just answer the question, Dean,"

"Awesome, just so good. Why do you want to know?"

"Because I want you inside me," one of his hands was wandering low on Dean's stomach, stroking up and down.

Dean made a desperate noise. "Cas, you can't just say that, we need to sleep,"

"Do we?"

Dean saw the mischievous glint in his eyes and groaned. "You're killing me here,"

"But can't we—like that one Beatles song we listened to—make love all day long?"

Dean gives up and kisses Cas, rolling on top of him. The fucker was already half hard, probably imagining it. Fuck. "You're gonna be the death of me,"

Cas laughs and spreads his legs, fitting Dean between them. "I intend to lose my virginity completely tonight,"

Dean peppers Cas's neck with kisses and lets out a low groan. "Fuck—Cas you're so hot. You want me inside you?"

He hums. "Yes, I want you to make love to me. I said we were to make love until we collapsed from exhaustion, did I not?"

"Cas, come on, if you're gonna talk dirty you're gonna have to talk dirtier than that,"

"I wasn't trying, Dean. I will save that for another time,"

"Geez, Cas," Dean chuckled.

"Dean, please—"

"Hurry up? Don't we have all night?"

"We will after I feel you inside me,"

"Okay, okay, shit Cas,"

"I've wanted you so bad Dean. Now I'll only want you even more,"

"Fuck—Cas," Dean grabs the lube and begins to prepare Cas, finger slowly breaching his hole.

"Dean, oh, that—oh," It was more pleasant than Castiel imagined.

Dean added a second finger and began to scissor, brushing Cas's prostate.

Cas let out a loud moan and began pressing back into his fingers. "Dean,"

"You ready for me, babe? Driving me crazy sounding like that,"

"Yes Dean—now,"

"You're bossy—I like that,"

"Dean, now,"

Dean smirked as he pressed his lubricated cock slowly into Cas's hole, while Cas tried to press back. Dean placed his hands on Cas's hips to steady him. "Slow down, angel. I don't want to hurt you,"

Castiel let out a frustrated sound and let Dean slowly fill him. Once Dean was completely sheathed in the tight heat of Castiel, he looked at the man under him. Cas was completely wrecked and flushed, so beautiful.

"Cas," Dean said tenderly before he lightly touched his lips to Cas's.

"Dean please, move,"

"Bossy," Dean mumbled fondly as he began to set a pace.

"Dean," Cas was overwhelmed once again, so much feeling and pleasure that he almost couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Cas, look at me,"

Cas forced his eyes open, and staring to Dean's made everything so much more intense. Dean looked beautiful, all messy hair and kiss-swollen lips, eyes filled with so much love. Cas was so close. "Oh, Dean,"

"Cas, oh—I'm gonna—"

"Come for me, Dean,"

Dean looking down at Cas as he says that and that's it. His movements stutter and he's coming, and Cas crashing there close behind and they ride out their orgasms together.

"Geez Cas," Dean panted as he laid next to Cas on their bed, "I'm glad you talked me into round two,"

Cas scooted closer and wrapped his arms around Dean. "I love you,"

"Love you, too," Dean buried his face in Cas's neck, content to fall asleep.

"Dean, the night isn't over yet,"

Dean grunted and curled closer into Cas. "'M sleepy,"

"I'll make it worth your while," and holy shit did Cas's voice drop another fucking octave.

"You kinky son of a bitch," Dean mumbled, "Make it worth my while then,"

"The things I want to do to you Dean, things I researched—"

Dean gulped. "Yeah?"

"Yes, I want to come with your cock in my mouth,"

"Ffff-fuck," Dean groans.

"I want to taste you, swallow you down, watch you writhe beneath my mouth—" Cas is cut off by Dean's kiss, sloppy and a lot of tongue and teeth.

"You are going to be the death of me,"

Cas smirks.

And they go again.

/

In the morning—or when Dean and Cas woke up, which was more like afternoon—they walked into the kitchen hand in hand to find Crowley and Kevin sitting at the counter eating lunch.

Crowley gave them a knowing look. "Sleep well?"

"Very well," Castiel replies sleepily, a dopey look on his face as he leans into Dean.

Dean smiles wide, tinting pink a bit. "Come on, let's eat. I'm starving,"

"I'd imagine," Crowley muttered, "you two probably gave it up at four in the morning,"

They completely missed that and began making pancakes together.

Kevin gave Crowley a disgusted look. "Seriously?"

Crowley rolled his eyes and nodded. "How the hell did you sleep though it?"

"I guess my mind was reeling from information," Kevin shrugged.

They both looked over at Dean, who was standing behind Cas with his arms wound tight around his waist and was peppering kisses to the back of his neck and had the sudden urge to leave them alone.

"We're not the only ones here, love," Cas smiled.

"We should have a lazy day today, babe. Just you and me, lying in bed all day,"

"Oh? Just lying?"

Dean chuckled. "Of course they'll be more events. Lying in bed is just the general description,"

"Maybe after we have a shower,"

"Oh, I really like the sound of that,"

Kevin cleared his throat. "Yeah, okay! We're right here,"

Dean turned his head slightly. "Sorry guys, I just can't keep away from my angel,"

"Keep in it the bedroom Winchester," Crowley snorted.

After breakfast and a nice long shower, Dean and Castiel retreated into the bedroom for their 'lazy day.' Crowley and Kevin didn't appreciate it at all.