This is mainly a filler chapter, and the last bit was just for my own entertainment.
My question is... Who is it? :)
I love making you think. ^_^
My first night that the house was comfortable, to say the least. A nice warm room, soft bed, and an adorable angel in my arms. When I rose in the morning, it was to a mewling, hard Cas and the smell of bacon and sausages. I smirked, wrapping a hand around him and stroking.
'Good morning to you too.' I murmured, smiling, before jerking him to completion.
'Sam, you're... Incredible.' He murmured against my neck, kissing it gently.
'I know.' I teased, getting up and stretching. 'Come on. I smell food. Fatty food, but I'm seriously too nutritionally-deprived, and too hungry, to care.'
Cas chuckled, getting up and pulling on his clothes, literally in seconds. I glared a little as I took my time, then held his hand as we went downstairs.
'Hey Sam. Sleep well didya?' Bobby asked sarcastically, smirking.
'Yeah, thanks, Bobby.' I was still not used to the guy, despite how much I liked him and had heard Dean say multiple times that Bobby had been like a father to him. 'You?' He raised an eyebrow.
'I... You mean you didn't... Oh, this is gonna be amusing...' Bobby began to laugh.
I frowned, just as Gabriel and Dean stumbled trough the door- stumbled being the operative word, because they were engaged in something far more entertaining than walking with anything resembling grace.
Dean glanced at me sheepishly as he sat down on the sofa, and I raised an eyebrow. 'I don't even wanna know why he had those handcuffs...' As it were, Dean did seem to be squirming a little, but Gabriel's hand on his thigh stopped him.
'They were... Pretty useful...' A red flush began to crawl up Dean's neck, and I forced out a shocked laugh.
'You're blushing!' I began to really laugh, almost falling off of Cas's lap.
'Bitch.' Dean snapped.
'Jerk.' I replied.
'Do you always do that?' Cas asked, chuckling. I was about to reply, then got distracted by the sight of Dean and Gabriel practically swallowing each other. I cleared my throat pointedly, and Dean stuck his finger up at me, and without breaking the 'kiss', he swung one leg over and straddled Gabriel's thighs, wrapping his hands in the angel's hair.
'Um...' I started. Gabriel skirted his hands down Dean's back and under his shirt, fingers tightening on my brother's waist. 'Dean...' Dean stretched up, holding Gabriel's face, hips pressed into his lover's stomach. 'How have you not had to breathe yet?' It got a little bit overwhelming for me when Gabriel's hand slid down over my brother's ass and spanked his thigh, growling, and I looked away, then Castiel clicked his fingers.
'What the-!' Gabriel was sat alone, and Dean was stood beside us, shaking his head. 'No fair!' He complained.
'I think you were making an awkward situation for your brother.' Cas explained. 'And our guest.'
'Our...?' Dean glanced around, frowning at the black guy sat suddenly beside Gabriel. 'Back away slowly and I won't break you...' He threatened, taking a step forward.
'Calm down, Mud Monkey.' The guy snapped.
Dean raised an eyebrow, watching the guy as he took Gabriel's hand and pulled his lover to him.
'Hello brother.' Castiel said. It was my turn to raise an eyebrow now, and the guy glared at me.
'Castiel. Gabriel. Gabriel, Raphael is asking about you. Keep your head low. And avoid fraternizing with Mud Monkeys.'
The guy vanished, and Gabriel sighed. 'Obviously still the funniest Angel in the garrison, huh Cas?'
Castiel nodded, rolling his eyes. 'Obviously.'
'Fuck him. He dropped my lollipop when I kicked him off a cloud, and he still hasn't got me another...'
'Who was it?' I asked, frowning.
'Dr. Doom, joy as he is, he's our ultra-funny brother,-'
'When you're in heaven are you guys multiple-wavelength beings of celestial intent?' Bobby interrupted, walking into the room.
'Yes.' Castiel answered, and thus, the subject was abruptly changed.
Watching Gabriel and Dean molest each other was not high on my list of priorities, so Cas and I hit the small village near by to splash the almost-grand he'd found in his pocket. Yep, I was dating an Angel who was rich enough to potentially lose a thousand pounds, find it, then decide to go shopping. Although from what he'd told me he could zap back home and get ten times the amount out of the cupboard in his Mustang. And wouldn't even miss it.
How on earth we ended up inside the pinkest shop in the existence of forever was beyond me, but we did, and the artificial pink light was a little overwhelming.
Castiel raised an eyebrow, and wordlessly pointed to a florecent pink sailor's uniform that combined Gabriel's two favorite things- kink and pink.
Thinking of that made me wonder why he didn't like ink... Or sinks...
Cas chuckled at my thoughts, and shook his head. 'You know we have to buy that for him now, right?'
'I know.' I sighed. 'But there is no way I'm touching it.' Cas laughed, and lifted the uniform from the shelf, standing in line with me without looking the least bit embarressed- whereas my face matched the outfit perfectly. Especially when the sales clerk handed over a matching whip and gag.
'You are taking the-' I swore quietly as we left the store. 'Scarred. For life. Do you know what he's gonna do with that?'
'Entertain your brother?' Cas guessed, smiling.
'"Entertain" is the wrong word for it.' I answered, cringing.
'Aw, well that's a shame...' Cas murmured as we got in the car.
'Why?' I asked.
Castiel smirked, delving into the bag and pulling out another uniform, a pink soldier's one. 'Because I got one. But I can take it ba-'
'I'll survive.' I interrupted with a smirk.
'Aww. Cas loves a Mud Monkey. How sweet.'
I glanced in the Impala's rear-view mirror, gritting my teeth as I saw Castiel's brother, the black one from earlier.
'Goodbye, brother.' Cas snapped, clicking his fingers, and the other guy vanished. 'Haha... Definitely still the funniest Angel in the garrison.'
I glanced at Castiel, unsure whether or not he was joking; the smirk told me he was.